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❀ 𝒫𝓁𝑜𝓉 | It all started when you spilled that cursed cup of coffee onto your newly bought laptop. He couldn’t help but stare as you waltzed in livid, hair swaying back and forth on your shoulder, mini slit pencil skirt riding your hips. He knew then and there you were the one, the one that would stay on his mind for a long time after. Hours, days, weeks, months, would go by as he watched you. Leaving his dying desire to have you choking the life from him, but he waited, waited for that one perfect day that would set everything in motion.
❧ 𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 | Stalking | Noncon sex | Unprotected sex | Mentions of kidnapping | Male Masturbation | Bodange: Handcuffs | Breeding |
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Tom hid behind the tree and inside the bushes as he watched you through your living room window. His sweaty palm braced against it to help withstand his exquisite physique as his legs shook at the mercy of his pleasure. His shaft hard in his hand as his hips drove into the movement of his own speed. Sweat falling from his forehead onto the soil beneath his feet as his eyes never fell from you. Tom licks over his lips and pushes his silver framed glasses against his face. You were such a perfect image to him, your face buried into your pillow as you grinded down onto your hitachi wand. The cotton straps of your nightie falling from your shoulders as you rise from the pillow and throw your head back in ecstasy. Tom was in his glory, more so than ever, he had only done this one other time and the sensation that it first brought him was enough to bring him to his knees, literally.
He had pictured his mouth wrapped around your hard nipples once you reached down to expose one of your breast. He spit into his palm giving him more lubrication, he pictured it was your cunt wrapped around his shaft rather than his hand.
‘But that moment would come’ he smirked to himself
Tom was helpless watching you and seeing you hit just the right spot you needed to, pushed him right over the edge. His length pulsating in his tired hand as his seed stains the sides of your cement house, he stood there for minutes as his seed continued to pour down his shaft. He cursed so many times as he unraveled in his high with his heart racing at a million miles per hour. Tom would find the strength to leave soon after tucking away his still hardened member and sneaking off with a few pictures of you on the way to your second orgasm.
Tom knew the pictures were overboard, but couldn’t stop it, this drive, this….desire. He craved for your presence every second of the day and the pictures were the perfect way to relive his stress. He made sure to be careful, to be safe with the photos, making sure every sight of you that was going to be printed, was each’s own picture perfect image.
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Today was a special day for Tom, he had been waiting months for this moment, he couldn’t be more excited. Parked in the black Range Rover across the street from your house, he watched as you denied everyone’s calls and texts. You neglected to answer your door for anyone other then the mailman, leaving your co-workers and friends to wonder what you were up to, and all so you could have some alone time with your hitachi. You could have any man you wanted, yet he didn’t understand why you settled for just a toy. He did, on the other hand love watching you satisfy yourself, that was without a doubt, but he just needed you to open up, he wanted you to open up to him. Tom couldn’t understand why he felt the way he did about you, but he thrived off of it. Spending his days at work wondering if you’d ever spill another cup of coffee, urging his sickening boner to go away with passing time, but it never did, it never could.
Tom tapped his steering wheel anxious, waiting for you to finally sip his perfect concoction. Your favorite drink, a cocktail, a Bellini, sitting on the countertop in your kitchen just waiting for your lips to touch it. However, Tom wouldn’t have to wait long. It peaked your interest rather quickly, knowing you should question it, you don’t. You rather bask in the special day and the drink flows down your throat with ease. All Tom needed was for you to take a sip, just for the tip of your tongue to gather only a single drop. But you granted him much easier access by guzzling the entire glass and soon after you were sprawled over your living room couch, heavily asleep.
Your door creaked open and Tom silently patted through your open area. He smiled once he realized how big your home truly was, believe it or not, he was proud of you. Proud that a woman of your stature had done so well for herself. Not only was he proud, but he was excited, so excited that once he had actually approached your sleeping body, it froze him still. His breath staggered as he kneeled down to your length, his hand shaking unsteadily as he pushed your hair from your face. He was starstruck, not believing he had actually gotten this far, but he knew he didn’t have much time. He scooped you into his arms, his erection growing as you were so close to his chest. He could smell the alcohol on your breath and the sweet spice of your perfume. Tom wanted to take you then and there, hell even in his car, but he had such bigger plans for you.
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Your head was pounding as you came into consciousness, you were calm and steady but that quickly changed once you realized you couldn’t move your hands or feet. The cold tight metal of the handcuffs digging into your wrist as you wiggled against the wooden chair. You were grunting and fighting for about ten minutes until you realized damn near out of breath…there was no hope for you. You sighed heavily and once you began to calm down, you finally took in the room. It was candlelit, rose petals leading from your feet to the California king bed in front of you. The room was elegant, the sheets were satin along with the headboard. Velvet curtains and lucid oil paintings draping around the walls. You indeed did love it, even more so it gathered your curiosity to see who the room belonged to.
“Oh, you’re awake.” Tom’s voice is startled as he enters the bedroom, his hair is wet and shaggy as he uses his towel to dry off his silky brown strands.
The first thought in your mind was to scream, but the thought changed, it was shoved to an area of forgetting as the disheveled kidnapper approached you. He was pretty, hell who were you kidding he was gorgeous. You were frozen in sight, you couldn’t help but stare at this devil of a man. Of all the men you had witnessed over the years, none of them took your breath away like he did.
Your thighs were rubbing together as you laid eyes upon him, his toned wet abs made your center throb with need as you scanned over his body. His jawline so perfectly structural, his biceps so greatly toned. Your eyes landed onto his already hard shaft and you were mesmerized. Your focus shifts once he throws his towel aside to land on his black velvet chaise.
“Who the fuck are you?” You say halfwittedly and upset.
“I…I’m Tom, I have a surprise for you.” He sounded nervous, fearful even.
You couldn’t understand his tone, normally, most men would be aggressive and demanding being that they had a woman captive and could make her do whatever he pleases. But he seemed…sweet and nervous. Unsure that he should actually be doing this, but Tom knew there was no going back now. You watched him as he exited the room only to hear the sound of rolling wheels re-approaching. You leaned over to peek out the door but your curiosity was solved when he appeared in front of you with a cart. To your amazement, happiness washed over you when he appeared with a birthday cake. You didn’t understand why but you weren’t so afraid, you were more or less intrigued by him.
“Happy birthday, beautiful-” He chuckles shyly lifting the cake from the cart.
“Make a wish and blow out your candles.” He kneels in front of you, the so appetizing vanilla cake sparkling in front of you with your favorite colors.
You look at him, unsure of what to do. Your fingers are scraping against the wooden chair as he watches you closely. You itch to knock over the cake, to rid him of his current happiness but you can’t, your legs are tied to the chair. He sighs heavily, his demeanor darkening as you take forever to decide. He hangs his head low shaking it back and forth, he sucks his teeth, pointing his finger at you.
“Don’t make me get upset, please. It’s such a special day for you…” His hand falls onto your thigh and for the first time tonight, you finally realize how exposed you are to this man…this stranger you’ve never met.
He grips your thigh tightly, enough for you to release a small squeal of some sort. You take a deep breath, trying to reel in the pain but he presses harder.
“What do you want from me?” You choke out as you sink your nails into the chair.
“For you to listen, to celebrate your day with me.” He caresses your cheek softly, as you go to turn away he doesn’t let you, gripping your jaw with force he holds you still. “Now blow out your candles.”
You wiggle your jaw slightly as he drops it, your eyes piercing into him as you lean forward. Tom had been horny from the moment he began watching you at home and by not satisfying that urge it just became even more addictive. Tom almost moaned as you puckered your lips, he could feel his cock twitch beneath his pajama pants as you drew a deep breath and blew. He pictured your lips wrapped around his cock, swallowing all of him as he fucked your warm, wet mouth. Fingers entangled in your scalp as he pushes his seed down into your throat, moaning and pulsating inside your mouth. ‘Fuck’ Tom couldn’t be more hornier than right now.
Tom dips his finger into the cake and into his pretty pink mouth, you watch him, your own mouth watering as he does so. Though you had to be wrong for thinking it, you couldn’t help but admit he is one handsome kidnapper. You resented your body for thinking the way it did, for reacting to his every move.
“Delicious, want some?” He offers to your lips, the frosting coating them as he travels his finger back and forth.
You don’t open your mouth, you turn your head and fight against his wishes, but Tom couldn’t have that after all. He grips your jaw again, this time prying your mouth open and spreading the frosting across your tongue with his index finger. You could feel his arduous length pressing against the inside of your thigh, you wanted to deny that he was huge, but proof proved you couldn’t. You hadn’t been touched by a man in all of two years and feeling his length so close to your center, created a tsunami between your thighs.
“You don’t remember me do you?” He asks gently, you shake your head in response.
“Am I supposed too?”
“It’s okay, nobody does, I figured that much.” He chuckles slightly sad, but soon shakes it off afterwards.
You didn’t remember him…or so you thought.
As you nibbled along your bottom lip trailing away in deep thought, you realized you did. Three months ago when he fixed your computer for the first time, you remember the distinct accent he had, it was thick and dare you say it-sexy.
“I do remember you, you fixed my computer three months back.” You say with a gentle smile, hoping he’d be kind enough to let you go.
However, Tom knew better, he was smarter than the average person and he knew exactly what game you were going to play.
“You know after that, I couldn’t stop thinking about you.” You lied, boldly.
“Is that so?” He raises an eyebrow as he looks down at you.
“Yea, I was…was nervous about coming back, so I didn’t.”
“A woman like you interested in me? Ha! In a million years, besides, flattery will get you no where, trust me. I know all about you.” Tom says cockily with a wink.
“Why am I here for fucks sake?” You were getting fed up, tired of his games.
“You’re here, because, I…cannot wait…to breed you.” Tom leans into your ear sexily, nearly purring away those words.
It sent a chill down your spine to hear such devious words. It made your nipples harden hearing how someone had the desire to…breed you. You felt so filthy, yet so thrilled.
“You see, beautiful, I’ve been watching you for a long time, and i’ve waited so long for this very moment.”
Tom reached into his pocket and pulled out a key, he unlocked the handcuffs around your arms and legs and allowed you to stand.
“What are you doing?” You looked him in his lustful brown eyes.
“You won’t run, you have yet to scream, to tell me to stop.” He moved behind you, taking your free hand and locking it back behind you.
He was right, for some reason you didn’t feel the need to. You felt as if he was harmless, just looking for someone to satisfy his needs, but with a body like that, who would be less than happy. Although the fear in you remained, you were more curious as of right now and you wanted him to fulfill that curiosity.
Tom was close to you, the heat radiating off his divine figure, you could smell him, he smelled of sage, it made you warm and it allowed you to feel safe. You didn’t understand the mixed feelings of fear and happiness in your stomach, but you were exhilarated, more than you’ve been in a long time.
As Tom leads you over to the bed, you cross a mirror and finally you see yourself. Naked, nothing but a sheer robe to cover your body, but you had to admit it to yourself, you liked the way it looked on you. Tom pushed you down onto the bed, using his knee he parts your thighs hovering just above your face. He looked divine in the moonlight and you wanted to kiss him. Just as you thought he would kiss you, he didn’t, he attacks your neck, licking along the length of your collar bone as you breathed heavily beneath him. Tom kissed down your chest, to your abdomen and all the way to your center. For the first time in years, your body is responsive to small touches, responsive to a man. It feels electrifying and you wanted more, you craved more but you refuse to let him know.
His hot breath hinting over your flower, he was breathless. Tom had been a ladies man back then and he’d seen his fair share of pussy, but none like yours. To him it was award winning, a pinnacle to that of a goddess and he was in love, more than he thought. His shaft was suffering now, upon seeing how inviting you were for him, he knew he had to bury himself inside of you-no matter what.
“You have the prettiest pussy i’ve seen in a long time-” Tom restrains a moan as he sees how wet you are upon his arrival. “As bad as I want to devour you, my cock needs this…I need this…so much more.”
His words are nearly painful, as if choking the life from him. Tom practically ripped off his pants, freeing his hard shaft. You watched him, his words towards you making you more needy by the second, you were excited to see how he would fit inside you, but more so concerned with the lack of information you knew about this man. Nonetheless, his length was gorgeous, one of the best you’ve seen, but the hardest you’ll ever have. Pre-cum falling from his red swollen tip as he stroked his shaft a few times.
“Wait, Tom please, don’t.” You begin to plead, though you really wanted to experience this, to experience having something his size, you couldn’t bring yourself to do it-it wasn’t right.
“Seeing how wet you are, I don’t have to use my saliva as lubricant now.” A devilish smirk is brought upon his face. You began to scoot away from Tom, but it seemed to anger him.
You let out a yelp as he grips your ankle and pulls you back down to him. Tom wraps a hand around your neck and squeezes, hard.
“Don’t ever run away from me again.” He’s possessive about this, about making this go his way and for the first time tonight-you felt nothing but fear.
He quickly position’s himself between your thighs. Tom almost came instantly as his tip rubbed over your sensitive slit. Sure, he had always dreamed of this, but to actually do it, to actually be inside you, filling you up. The dream and the reality were two very different things and the reality was enough to make him plead insanity.
“Tom, please. Stop.” You choked out softly, you were helpless with your arms stuck behind your back, but you couldn’t stop wiggling, hoping to detour his plans.
“I looked at the pictures i’ve taken of you over and over, dreaming of this moment.” Tom admitted suddenly, but he knew what he was doing, he ceased your movements.
“What?” You say quietly, shocked at his admission.
Tom used your petrified state to his advantage, aligning his tip with your entrance, he pushes inside you with one swift thrust. A loud gasp escapes your lips and Tom finds himself in pure bliss, his hand never leaving your throat. His mouth swallows your nipples as he licks around them, the sheer material of the robe being not a bother to him. He switched between both your hard teats, showing them both equal love. His mouth kneaded them and it felt magnificent, his tongue was ductile, tender and you were having a hard time concentrating.
His large hands tighten around your neck as he meets your center with gratitude. The breath in your lungs no longer escaping, you couldn’t breathe but you didn’t care. You were in bliss, you hated to admit it, but he had felt better than your current boyfriend, hitachi. You had also forgotten all about the pictures Tom mentioned in this moment, there was only you, him, and euphoria. Tom wanted to take things slow, to make every single moment with you last forever but his lust wouldn’t allow him to maintain it for long. Lifting your knee above his elbow allowed him to go so much deeper than he already was, pushing slowly with every single thrust.
“Such a perfect fucking fit-” He moaned deeply. His moans were seductive to you, that alone was enough to make you hit your high, but tonight you wanted more, you craved it.
Your nails sank into the hard metal of the handcuffs as they ate away at the flesh around your wrist. You were struggling to contain every moan, he had felt amazing inside you, he was right, he was such a perfect fit for your wet center. Tom’s gratification would cease as he felt his length swell up, his tip throbbing with the need to release but he would deny himself that. You’re filled with the absence of his thick cock and you can’t help but mindlessly whine, your hips grinding against him for friction to no avail. Although, you were also glad, glad that you could finally breathe, that air was accepting back into your lungs.
“You’re so tight, I have to stop myself from cumming so fast-“He holds his shaft in hand, being careful not to stroke it. “Fuck..” Tom moans intensely, his cock twitching in his palm. “This has never happened to me before.” He admits honestly, he was shocked at such a hold you had over him.
Tom regains his focus and his body is tense as his need to cum subsides. He does however, decide to change the dynamic. Turning you onto your stomach, he spreads your legs apart lifting your ass in the air as you keep your face buried into his sheets. They turn you on more with his scent being scattered throughout them, it was as close to touching him you were gonna get, but you didn’t mind…or maybe you did.
Tom then creates a new rhythm, this time, harder and faster than before. He grips onto the chain that links the cuffs together as his other hand has his hot and heavy figure, towering over you whilst he holds onto the back of your neck. You were in dismay, your mind in shambles as he drove his inches deeper inside you. Vacuous moans escaped your lips as he pounded his hips into yours effortlessly. You had no shame, you were now loving this, wanting this.
“Say my name-” Tom suddenly demands, his voice darkened with need and his fingers found their way into your hair.
He grips by the roots pulling you up so your back is against his chest, your head falls onto his shoulders. He sucks on the nape of your neck, his mouth searching for that spot, that spot that would drive you ballistic. But with his expertise it doesn’t take him long to find it and his teeth biting down on your sweet spot, was the icing on the cake. Your knees buckle as he does so and you can’t help but moan just slightly. The sound of your wetness squelching, filling his bedroom loudly as Tom never ceased his onslaught. He was undoing himself right behind you, his balls tightening the longer he went. You were constricting around his length, so close to cumming on his cock for the first time tonight, but Tom wouldn’t allow it.
“You don’t get to cum, now say my name.” Tom’s index finger and thumb find their way to your sensitive nipple and he pinches. The pain should deter you but it doesn’t, it only thrives you, only makes you more wetter.
“Tom-” You purr softly and it’s just enough for him.
It didn’t annoy you that you wouldn’t get to cum, no matter how much you wanted too, it gave you satisfaction knowing that you were someone else’s.
Tom pushes you down onto the bed, his hips violating against yours as he drove into you like a truck. His thrust were ragged and sloppy as he got closer, his hair sticking to his face as sweat dripped down the tip of his nose. He watched as your cunt swallowed his cock whole and with no remorse. Tom was in paradise. His length was driving deeper and deeper with each stroke, you could feel his tip penetrating your cervix but he didn’t care and neither did you.
“Such a good cock slut-” Tom is grunting loudly, his headboard is shifting against the walls of his bedroom and he’s trying to hold on with all his might. “Such a promising pussy-”
You bury your face into the sheets once again, you bite down hard onto them, taking all the punishment he threw at you. You knew you shouldn’t be doing this with a complete stranger, but admittedly, it was much hotter than you imagined.
“Gonna…fill…you…up.” Tom’s finals strokes match his words, your eyes blew open widely as you realize he was going to bring his truth to reality.
His seed breaches inside you, filling you up to the brim. You can’t help but cry out in pleasure and fear. His hard shaft still throbbing and needlessly spilling inside you. Tom’s body falls heavily on yours as he breaths tirelessly, his lips press to your ear and you can feel his warm breath there. You enjoyed this moment with him, not understanding why, but you did.
“Please, let me go.” You shyly whisper.
“Mmm, I wish I could but, i’m not done breeding you yet-” Tom lifts his body from yours keeping the same position. Towering down over you he uses his hips to repeat his former actions. Your cunt opening and inviting him in with each stroke.
“Happy birthday, beautiful.” He whispers delicately.
You were shocked, horrified even, but even more you were hornier than ever. You just couldn’t believe you were going to be bred by the computer guy…named Tom…a complete stranger.
