She walked into the basement room already wet. No small talk, no hesitation. The guy she met online told her to strip the second she crossed the door, and she did it without a word. Jeans and shirt hit the floor. Bra and panties followed. She stood there naked, nipples hard from the cool air and the look he gave her.
Hands behind your back, he said. His voice was low and flat. She obeyed. He wrapped thick rope around her wrists, tight enough that the fibers bit into her skin. He looped it higher, crossing her arms so her elbows nearly touched. The position forced her chest out. He tied it off and gave the knot a hard tug to check it.
On your knees. She dropped. The concrete was rough under her. He unzipped and pulled his cock out, already half hard. Open. She opened her mouth and he pushed in, no warning, no slow start. He fucked her throat in steady strokes, one hand gripping her hair to keep her in place. Spit ran down her chin and dripped onto her tits. Every time she gagged he held deeper for a second longer.
When he pulled out she was breathing hard. He hauled her up by the rope and bent her over a padded bench. Ankles got spread and strapped to the legs with more rope. Her ass and cunt were completely exposed. He ran two fingers through her slit, felt how soaked she already was, and laughed once.
Fucking dripping already. You came here to get used, didnt you? He didnt wait for an answer. He shoved two fingers inside her, then three, pumping hard. She rocked back against his hand as much as the ropes allowed. He added a fourth and stretched her open, scissoring his fingers until she moaned loud.
He pulled his hand free and wiped it across her ass. Then she heard the belt. Leather cracked across both cheeks. She jerked and gasped. Five more strikes followed, fast and sharp. Her skin burned. He dropped the belt, lined his cock up, and drove in balls-deep in one thrust. No lube needed.
She was that wet.
He fucked her like he owned the hole. Hard, deep strokes that slammed her hips into the bench. The ropes held her tight so she couldnt move away. Every time he bottomed out she grunted. He reached under, found her clit, and rubbed it rough with two fingers while he kept pounding. She came fast, cunt clenching around his cock, thighs shaking.
He didnt stop. He kept going until she was oversensitive and whimpering, then pulled out and walked around to her head. Clean it. She opened and sucked him, tasting herself. He let her work for a minute before he pulled back and untied her wrists just long enough to flip her onto her back on the bench. He retied her arms above her head, stretched out, then spread her legs wide and strapped them down again.
Now she was completely open, tits up, cunt on display. He grabbed a thick dildo from the table and shoved it into her without warning. She cried out at the sudden stretch. He worked it in and out a few times, then left it buried while he climbed onto the bench and straddled her chest. He slapped his cock against her tits, then pushed between them and started fucking the soft flesh. Every few strokes he leaned forward and fed it back into her mouth.
After a while he pulled the dildo out and replaced it with his cock again. This time he went slower, rolling his hips so she felt every inch. He leaned down and bit her nipple hard enough to make her yelp, then sucked it to soothe the sting. His hand wrapped around her throat, not choking hard, just holding pressure while he fucked her.
Tell me what you are, he said.
A slut, she answered, voice hoarse.
Louder.
Im a fucking slut who came here to get tied up and used.
He grinned and picked up the pace again. The bench creaked under them. Sweat slicked her skin. He reached down and slapped her clit a few times, sharp little strikes that made her jerk against the ropes. Another orgasm built fast. When it hit she screamed, body locking up, cunt pulsing around him.
He pulled out, untied her legs, and flipped her onto her stomach again. This time he pushed her knees up under her so her ass was in the air. He tied her ankles to her thighs in a tight frog tie, then drove back into her. The new angle let him go deeper. He gripped her hips and used her, grunting with every thrust.
When he was close he pulled out, walked around, and jerked off onto her face and tits. Thick ropes of cum landed across her mouth, cheeks, and nipples. He rubbed the head of his cock through it, smearing it over her skin.
He left her tied while he cleaned up. When he came back he untied her slowly, rubbing the rope marks on her wrists and ankles. She stayed on the bench, breathing hard, cum cooling on her skin. He handed her a towel but didnt tell her to get dressed yet.
Same time next week, he said. Next time Im bringing a friend.
She nodded, already thinking about how much tighter two sets of ropes could get.
