Chapter 29 Wider2

“That’s right,” he said with approval. He gave his finger another twist inside my hole, and I squirmed in reflex. My cock was squished against the cage as far as it could go, and it ached like nothing else. “If you’re this restless after a day in chastity,” he mused, “I wonder how you’ll be after a week…” I clenched down on his finger at the thought. Locked away from myself for an entire week, I’d probably go batshit insane. “I think we should try it.” He brushed my prostate again. My eyes rolled back, and my mouth fell open. He set me down on my back and crawled on top of me. Gave me a hard, demanding kiss. Then he lined himself up with my hole. “Are you going to relax for me?” I gazed down between our bodies at his hard cock. It seemed impossibly huge, especially rubbing against mine in its small cock cage. But he was going to put it inside of me. I was going to relax and let him in, or else he wasn’t going to let me cum. I wanted to feel it stretching me open. Seconds later, he was braced over me, doing exactly that. I moaned as his cock breached my lubed-up hole. The stretch was painful. Fire flew up my spine, and I wondered if this was a big mistake. If he pushed in any further, I was going to split apart at the seams. Part of me wanted to freak out and tell him to stop, but there was another, bigger part of me that needed the challenge of it. It needed to fight against the ropes and it needed to take his massive cock. Even though it seemed impossible. Raf squirted more lube where we were connected, looked me in the eye, and gave my shoulder a reassuring squeeze. I nodded. After waiting a second for us both to breathe, he sunk deeper. A breath. And deeper. It felt… It felt amazing. It felt good to be fucked by Raf. It felt good to have his hard cock inside of me. We were both hot and a little bit awkward as he moved over my tightly-bound body, trying to find the right angle. He rolled himself over me, burying himself an inch deeper, and the weird feeling of rightness grew. I was his to use. He settled over me and gave me a few long, firm thrusts. The burning arousal cut through me like a knife. I twitched needily, but the ropes held me firm. Raf gripped me tightly, his eyes tracing down my bare, rope-bound body. He drew back and plunged inside.