#matingritual

She couldnt help the feelings that overwhelmed her. It had been days of steely silence and bare minimum conversation.

She who damaged his pride, knew it was up to her to show true submission for his forgiveness. It started off with a text and a picture of some rope he thought was buried.

"Papa, please."

That got his attention. She wasn't being that mature woman with life down to a science

No she was showing him what he needed to see….something he was afraid he'd lost.

He hurried home- the dominant male within rising every second as he imagined what his female had to offer him. Mouth watering from the possibilities

Nothing could have prepared him for the sight upon entering the house. On the couch bent over legs spread she lay. Still. wrists behind her back draped loosely waiting to be tied. Naked. Except those ropes and...he stepped closer to see a bit of color vibrating in his girl's ass.

To top it off, she was blindfolded.

She couldnt see his smile of approval or his shiver of anticipation as he made his presence known now. With a low whistle.

Noting how she perked up with excitement.

Next to the couch were several play toys she'd dug up. A strap. A belt. He went to a favorite. A paddle. Not too thick or too wide. But when used correctly, would leave an imprint of his name". He chose this one.

She felt the weight of the paddle against her cheeks and shuddered but knew not to speak until his command. The first smack was a test. Enough for her to expose the vibrator nestled deep within. As sexy as it was...it was still cheating to him.

He wanted her to feel him and only him.

A couple more harder smacks accompanied him thrusting the vibrator in motion. Deep and hard. In tuned with the spanking. She tries to keep up with gasps but began to push back as it became too much.

He decides when its too much. He paused and tied her wrists tight without thinking. The vibrator had to go. The paddle too. And then it was him. His thick mushroom head pressed against the small brown hole and he hissed as he pushed himself inside. He held her wrists tight with one hand her waist with the other. His nails dug into her flesh but their breath was one and was held as he breached into her tightest entrance with one solid thrust.

Her "fuck" was his permission. Once he seated in her ass and felt her walls clench around him, felt his waist rub against her smooth cheeks he grabbed those mounds and drew out slowly watching the pucker hold onto his length. It was too much.

He rammed into her. Nothing to make him jam nothing to stop him -cramp his size or prevent him from owning her. Fully.

Nothing felt but sheer ecstasy and heat

Tight surrender as they became one with every demanding penetration.

Her cries were melodic grunts of passion as she relinquished all thoughts other than his. For his pleasure. For his will.

And it felt good. Him pressed against her grinding deep into her, biting the back of her shoulders and neck. Words incomprehensible as he gave another barrage of short punishing thrusts.

She didn't cry. She took it. And begged for more. Begged his forgiveness. Begged him to use her.

He would. And did. Pushing her onto her back without second thought her arms above her head, her legs above his. The thrusts becoming deeper and forcing him to wanna shoot into her. To fill up that hole and watch his seed drip out.

A thumb dipped in and out of her mouth-as his thrusts slowed at this new angle. Wasnt hurting her-double checking her facial expressions. The sensation fueled and rekindled the need to fuck her. Until she couldn't breathe without thinking of him.

He leaned back and toyed with her clit feeling her wetness seep from her actionless pussy and add to the lubrication of her ass. He started up again. Pounding deep. Measureless. Her scream was caught in a kiss. Just a reminder.

Allow his feelings to be verbalized in sound. Whines. Growls. She bit her lip to prevent crying out again. As he ravished her hard. Into the couch. With his teeth he took off the blindfold to look into the eyes of the one he'd chosen. The one who could take him as she took every stroke and coaxed him to cum. Praised him as he beat her. And encouraged his abuse as she shattered around him a continuous flood of pleasure...his orgasm was intense and explosive. Wave after wave flowed from him into her until he collapsed and her arms cradled his head to her chest kissing his forehead. Her body still trembling from aftershocks….rocked them to sleep.

Take a chance with me let's step outside

This party sucks but where else you gotta be tonight

Seems to soon to get back to our lonely lives

I don't know if we can keep up but I'm willing to try