He always took great pleasure from that instant previous to the actual torture when he could see the terror in his victim's eyes. He found it deliciou...ly intoxicating and knew this time it'd be even better.He approached her slowly and saw her squirming against her restraints in response. This time he'd decided to use leather straps instead of chains and she could feel them burning against her skin as she fought. She was standing, spread-eagled, facing him.He stepped closer to her till they were. Hot as they were, they were in the way of more important things. That little spaghetti strap had to go too. So did the bra and panties. The tiny white thong was nice though, Aren thought. He was on fire. He had been wanting Gin all day and he couldn’t wait to be in her. Sometimes they had slow loving sex. This was not one of those times. This was hot, rip each other’s close off, dripping wet, screaming, moaning, sweaty sex. And it was great. Gin pulled her knees up to her chest and spread her. “No,” you moaned as you tried to draw it back. “I liked the way you got so hard and so big in my mouth.” “Thats because you were sucking me so nice,” I said through a mouth full of wet pussy. “I loved how you felt, you filled my mouth up so nice. First I could get you all in but when my tongue started to go around and around, you got so big I could only fit you half in,” you returned. I resumed licking you for a minute, my body lying at right angles to yours on the bed. “I want to make you cum,. Again, he slipped away. Leaving me breathless, trembling and spent.The third night, I didn’t sleep. I layed there in the dark, touching my cock, remembering the amazing feelings of the nights before, and only wanting more. I held my breath with each little noise I heard, wishing it was him coming back in. Coming back in to bring me to orgasm. I think I had just drifted off to sleep when I sensed him again. Still half asleep, I felt him climb onto the bed. I layed in silence, eagerly awaiting.