Beneath His Control – A Tale of Forbidden Lust and Surrender

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As I entered the high rise building, my heart was racing with anticipation. I was used to being in control, but for the first time, I was about to completely surrender to someone else’s will. The wondered sent shivers down my spine, but I couldn’t deny the thrill it gave me.

I made my way to the elevator, my heels clicking on the marble floor. The doors opened, and I stepped inside, pressing the button for the top floor. The ride was short, but it felt like an eternity as I waited for the doors to open again.

When they finally did, I stepped out into a lavish penthouse apartment, my eyes scanning the room as a voice called out to me.

“Welcome, my dear. I’m glad you could make it.”

He was sitting on a plush couch, a glass of whiskey in his hand. His eyes were dark, and a small smirk played on his lips. He was dressed in an immaculately tailored suit, his dark hair falling just so across his forehead.

I knew why I was here, but hearing him confirm it only made my heart race faster.

“You know why you’re here, don’t you?” he asked, his voice low and commanding.

I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.

“Good,” he said, setting his glass down on the table beside him. “Strip for me.”

Those words made my knees weak, but I obliged, slowly unbuttoning my blouse. He watched me intently, his gaze never leaving my body as I revealed more and more skin.

When I was completely naked, he gestured for me to come closer. I took a few hesitant steps forward, stopping just in front of him.

He reached out, running his fingers over my breast. I gasped at the touch, my body already responding to him.

“You’re mine now,” he said. “Do you understand that?”

I nodded again, my voice once again unable to form words.

“Good,” he murmured, his lips closing in on mine.

The kiss was firm and possessive, his tongue quickly seeking out mine. I moaned into his mouth, my hands reaching up to tangle in his hair.

He pulled away, a wicked gleam in his eye. “On your knees.”

I didn’t hesitate, sinking down in front of him. He effortlessly unbuckled his pants, pulling out his already hard length.

“Take me in your mouth,” he commanded, and I eagerly obliged.

My lips wrapped around him, my tongue swirling around the head of his cock. He moaned softly above me, his hand reaching down to tangle in my hair.

“Deeper,” he said, and I took more of him into my mouth.

I could feel him getting harder, could taste the salt of his pre-cum on my tongue. He pulled away suddenly, and I looked up at him in confusion.

“Stand up,” he said, and I did as I was told.

He led me over to a large bed, pushing me down onto it. I propped myself up on my elbows, watching as he divested himself of his pants and proceeded to tie my wrists to the bedposts.

“You’re mine to do with as I please,” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

My heart was racing now, but I couldn’t deny the pleasure that coursed through my body. I was completely under his control, and it was the most thrilling thing I had ever experienced.

He climbed up on the bed, positioning himself between my legs. I was already wet, my pussy pulsing with need.

He teased me with his fingers, running them over my clit and down to my entrance. I moaned softly, arching my back into his touch.

“Please,” I whispered.

He didn’t need any further encouragement, plunging two fingers deep into my wetness. I cried out at the sensation, my hips bucking up to meet him.

He added a third finger, sliding them in and out of me with expertise. I could feel the knot building in my stomach, could feel my body prodding me closer and closer to the edge.

And then he stopped.

I opened my eyes to look at him, frustration and need etched on my face.

“Please,” I begged again, needing release more than anything.

He chuckled, the sound sending shivers down my spine. “Not yet,” he said. “I want you to come again and again before I’ll let you go.”

And so it went, for what seemed like hours. He teased me, pleasured me, and denied me, each time bringing me closer and closer to the edge before pulling back.

I didn’t know how much more of it I could take, but at the same time, I never wanted it to end.

Finally, he took pity on me, replacing his fingers with his hard cock. He pushed into me slowly, inch by inch, until he was buried deep inside me.

I cried out at the sensation, the overwhelming pleasure and pain of it almost too much to bear.

He began to move, thrusting in and out of me with a steady rhythm. I moaned as he hit all the right spots, my body writhing beneath him.

And then it was over, my body exploding in pleasure as he came inside me.

He untied me, pulling me into his arms. “You’re mine now,” he whispered again, and I knew that he was right. I was his, completely and utterly, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

This was the beginning of our forbidden relationship, one of lust and surrender, one that would bring me pleasure and pain. And yet, I couldn’t deny that it was exactly what I had been searching for, beneath his control.



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