Just not secure.

I begin to push my backside against him, my excitement overriding any anger or fear left residing inside me.

He spanks me and it only serves to make my juices run quicker. Moaning, I rub against him. He's not helping at all. I need to wake his beast.

"Please Jake. Please fuck me."

Slap. "No!"

Fuck me, I'm not the only one who's changed. I need his dick inside me now! I push back again, this time the thick head of his cock pushes against my hole.

I push harder, further. The belt digs into my wrists and my arms burn from the position I'm in.

I push as far as I'm able. He fills me. Slowly, inch by fucking agonising inch. He doesn't move as I begin to fuck him. And it feels fantastic. I push back against him, sinking his huge cock into my pussy again and again.

I speed up and he groans. He likes it and it only makes me want him more. My tits bounce against my ribs and my arse slaps against his hips.

He feels so deep like this. And my tied up wrists adds to my excitement. My orgasm comes so fast and strong that it takes my breath away. My vision blurs as I scream his name out.

He spanks me hard and that alone has my next orgasm closing in on me. He can't expect me to keep pace while I'm coming. I can barely think straight.

"Come on slut. Keep fucking me. Fuck me through your orgasm." he grinds out.

Oh my God. His words alone cause my pussy to contract and pulse. I push back more and again I'm fucking him. His huge dick sliding in and out of my trembling pussy.

But my next orgasm comes fast and this time, I can't continue while I ride it.

The spank hits me hard. And I mumble out nonsense words.

He doesn't take long.

I knew he wouldn't wait and let me rest.

He grips my hip tightly and pulls me back against him himself. He is my puppet master. And with his big hands he forces my movements.

He moves me. Making me ride his dick through orgasm after orgasm. He doesn't move his hips himself, because he isn't fucking me. Even though I can barely see through the glazed pleasure. It's still me doing the fucking and he's sure to keep it that way.

"Come on Christina. You can come again! Let's get a bit faster..." he growls the words. And speeds the actions his wrists create.

"No Jake. No more! I can't."

"You fucking can. And you will. You will come again. And a fucking gain. Until I say otherwise."

After my next orgasm rolls through my body he reaches over me and undoes the belt from my wrists.

I know he hasn't come and I wait to see what he has in line for me next.

Changing our position, he sits himself on the bed and using the familiar belt he secures just beneath my elbows behind my back.

He then lifts me over him, so that I'm saddling him and the one word that leaves his mouth has my liquid running more than a hot summer river.

"Ride..."

I ride his huge cock while I stare into his icy blues. He groans along with me, and I love the way his muscles tense in his neck and shoulders as he tries to hold back.

My orgasm rocks through my body, and I try so hard to keep rhythm.

I can't.

My body writhes with pleasure and Jake quickly grabs my hip and thrusts into me as he forces me to bounce. He makes the experience better by taking part.

His eyes are clouded when he growls at me, "Again. Come again."

And like magic I do. I cry out as the electric feeling blows up inside me. I know I can't give him anymore. I just can't handle anything else he gives me.

He moves me yet again. He knows I'm going to start struggling, and keeping my arms restrained behind my back he pushes my knees onto the floor and leans my chest against the bed.

My pussy is already a quivering mess and my heart pounds in trepidation.

Spreading my legs wide, he slams into me with enough strength to make me scream.

He fucks me so hard and fast, pulling on my hair from behind . My tits are now the only part of my body touching the bed. My nipples burning from the friction as they rub against the cotton.

"Come for me Christina!" He roars, his orgasm must be close because of the frantic movement of his hips against me.

I do explode. Yet again, screaming out his name as my pussy tightens and then loosens around his throbbing cock.

"One more time!"

No!

"I can't..." I whimper as he screws my poor abused pussy harder and faster than ever. He's held back too long.

"Fuck! Come on Angel. Give me one more. Scream my fucking name." he grinds the words out, his teeth gritting together.

He then releases my hair, allowing my body to drop against the bed. Then he wraps his arm around my waist, and uses two fingers to squeeze and roll my clit.

Tremors run through my body as he forces my need to squirt. He can't make me do that after making me come so much. He'll fucking break me.

But like a doll, he plays with my body. He thrusts into me hard pushing my upper body further into the bed.

Tilting his hips, he lifts one of my legs and holds it as he changes the depth of his thrusts.

My body shatters. I come, and come, and come. The noises from me not seemingly real, my vision has blurred and my limbs feel like jelly.

He hasn't finished, he fucks me harder, but slower. Each thrust jolts my body and the movement on my clit speeds up.

"Come with me Angel..."

I only just hear his words.

My orgasm is overpowering my senses.

His roar of release comes not long after his order.

I can't move. My body doesn't respond right.

I can't think. But I know he's picked me up, and taken me back to the bed. Lying me down comfortably.

I know he's taken the belt away, my arms burn from their sudden freedom.

He hasn't secured me.

He says something to me before lying down on the bed beside me. I don't hear the muffled words. My mind is busy trying to remember what I should do tomorrow.

What is it? What is it?

That's right.

He hasn't secured me.

I'm going to run tomorrow.

I care too much to stay...