In the darkest corner of an underground dungeon, amidst the scent of leather and sweat, she lay bound to a cold, metal table. Her lips glistened with anticipation as her eyes locked onto his. He approached with a sinister smile, his muscles rippling beneath his tight black leather pants, as he undid the straps that held him in place.
He stood before her, an imposing figure, his cock throbbing against the fabric of his pants. Her eyes traced the outline of his bulge, a silent invitation for what was to come. He reached out and tugged at one of her nipples, eliciting a moan from the depths of her being.
"You're so ready for me," he whispered as he gently stroked her swollen clit. "Do you know how much I want to see your wetness on my cock?"
She nodded, her eyes never leaving his. He unzipped his pants and freed his raging erection, letting it spring forth like a snake ready to strike. It was thick and veiny, dripping with pre-cum that glistened in the dim light.
"Get on your knees," he commanded, gripping her by the hair. She obeyed without hesitation, her eyes never leaving his cock as it towered above her. He positioned himself behind her, taking a moment to appreciate the sight of her naked body, bound and vulnerable before him.
He slid a finger between her wet folds and teased her clit once more, sending shivers down her spine. "You're going to take my cock deep inside you," he said softly, his voice tinged with raw desire.
She whimpered in anticipation as he pushed the head of his cock against her entrance. He held it there for a moment, savoring the feeling of her tightness surrounding him. With one swift motion, he plunged himself into her, filling her to the brim.
"Oh fuck!" she cried out, her body trembling as he began to thrust inside her. Each stroke was harder than the last, his cock slamming against her G-spot with every movement. She moaned and writhed beneath him, desperately trying to keep up with his relentless pace.
He pulled out just enough to see the glistening wetness that coated his cock before driving back inside her. Her pussy clenched around him in response, milking his dick with each thrust.
"I'm going to fuck you until you scream," he growled, gripping her hips tighter as he pounded into her. His balls slapped against her ass, punctuating each impact with a satisfying smack.
Her breaths became ragged and shallow, her moans turning into gasps as she neared the edge of ecstasy. He could feel it too - the swelling in his own cock, the rising tension that signaled he was close to letting go.
"Come for me," he demanded, increasing the tempo of his thrusts. "Let go and let me feel you shatter around my cock."
She did as he asked, her orgasm washing over her like a tidal wave. Her pussy spasmed around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from his throbbing member.
He felt it too - the warmth building up in his balls, threatening to explode at any moment. He gritted his teeth and increased the pressure on her G-spot, pushing her over the edge one final time.
"I'm going to cum," he warned, his voice barely above a whisper. "And when I do, you'll feel it deep inside you."
She nodded feverishly, desperate for the sensation that was about to wash over them both. He thrust one last time, pulling her tight against him as he released his seed. Hot jets of cum pulsed from his swollen cock, coating her walls and setting off a chain reaction of pleasure within her.
The room was filled with their ragged breaths and the sound of their bodies slapping together. They were bound together by more than just rope - they were connected by an unbreakable bond formed during this intimate bondage encounter.