Rachel Rampage

Rachel had him completely at her mercy. Austin was tied down — wrists and ankles secured — and she was already smiling that evil little smile he loved. “You’re at my mercy today. I’m going to play with you how I want. No release until I say so.” She started slow. Soft kisses down his chest, light scratches, then her red-lipsticked mouth wrapping around his already hard cock. She sucked him deep, leaving lipstick stains all over the shaft, then pulled off the second he got close. “Not yet, my love. I’ve been edging you for days. You’re going to wait longer.” She straddled his face, grinding her wet pussy against his tongue while he desperately tried to make her come. She did — loud and shaking — but still denied him. Then she sank down onto his cock, riding him in slow, controlled strokes, stopping every time his breathing changed. “Look at me while I use you. You don’t get to come until I say.” She edged him over and over — sucking, riding, stroking, stopping right at the edge. He was aching, begging, hips twitching against the restraints. She loved every second of the power. Finally, when she was ready, she rode him hard, looking straight into his eyes. “Give me what’s fucking mine.” He came the second she allowed it, flooding her with thick pulses while she kept moving, milking every drop. Afterwards she untied him slowly, kissed him, and held him while he recovered. “Maybe I’ll make you wait a week next time.” He just smiled, completely spent and completely happy.