"Will you tell me your name?" I slumped to the edge of the bed and dropped my face into my hands.

"Yes." He was standing over me. I could hear his voice emerging from just above me. "After you've done what I ask."

"Tell me what to do." I said resignedly.

"Be my plaything."

"I thought I already was." I said dully.

"You are."

"I'm already unclothed. What more do you desire?"

"Everything." He purred. "Kneel down on the floor here."

I slid off the bed as he'd directed. Staring up at blank space where I knew he had to be.

"Open your mouth."

I did.

"Wrap your teeth with your lips to soften your mouth."

I covered my teeth to form an 'o' with my lips. It was becoming clear what he'd do to my face.

As I thought it, his hands landed on each side of my head and he guided my head to his cock. Slipping the invisible piece between my lips. I felt his hot skin on my tongue and in a moment he was visible.

Holding my head in place while he stroked his cock in and out of my mouth. Head thrown back as he moaned in pleasure. "Close your lips a little and move your tongue along on it."

I did as he ordered and he shouted in praise. Stroking my hair a bit roughly as he began to pump faster. Eventually his hands wound to the back of my head and pushed me down on him as he delved further into my throat. Stretching the inside of my neck then withdrawing. I'd gasp for air and he'd enter again.

"Ah. Ah." He moaned. "You feel...So...Good." Then he came in my throat. Hot liquid slicking my throat and rolling down my tongue.

"Mmmhmm." He crooned.

A part of me hoped that for once he'd be sated and relent.

***

"Never." He answered my unspoken thoughts as always. "Now stand up."

I did.

"Put your hands on my chest." He'd been careful not to move, so I'd know where he was.

When I touched him I gasped at the raw heat he was generating. His smooth chest became visible. Dark skinned with a darker nipple and shadows framing his hard abdomen. Flexed taut from his endless ravishings, no doubt.

"No doubt." He agreed. Putting a hand over one of mine. His was long fingered and strangely beautiful. Dwarfing mine by far. He dropped his head, floating in the dim light. "Now kiss me."

I put my lips to his.

"Open your mouth." He said against my lips.

***

I obeyed and his tongue intruded into my mouth. Roving over it. Until he was hot and panting. Swishing deeper and grabbing the back of my neck to tangle his hand in my hair. His other hand falling on the curve of my lower back and tugging me against him. Pinching his cock between us deliciously.

He moaned into my mouth and I felt his arousal climbing. Knew the signs that he'd soon be taking me.

Without breaking from my mouth he bent me back on the bed.

It was so strange that I could only glimpse the pieces of him making contact with me but I could feel all of his hard body. He landed atop me and I climbed backward up the bed.

He drug over me to continue pillaging my mouth.

Consuming me. Tasting every edge of my mouth.

The same way he stroked me when his rod was inside my body. Tumultuous, excited and wild. Violent and penetrating. Everything he was.

"Open your legs for me."

I obeyed.

"What a Good Girl, you are." He praised. Knowing I was a woman grown.

I'd been running from men for years now. Well over the age of marriage and breeding.

He settled in between my thighs. His hard cock already resting near my entrance. Pulsing with his eagerness. "Lift your legs up by your head."

I gave him a confused look.

So he scooped each of my heels and began folding them up until the rested near my head.

His gold eyes roved over my exposed parts. Reaching down and firmly massaging my lower lips with his fingertips before slipping one thumb into me.

I gasped and he smiled.

"Soooooo tight." He groaned. "Feels so good wrapping my staff." He was already thrusting against my crack. Humping my exposed bottom without entering me. Dragging the hard part of his body up and down my slit.

He slid his other hand down my inner thigh so that thumb could join the first. He rolled them both into me alternately until I was jerking and spasming.

"So wet for me." He grinned triumphantly. "I'm going to take you now. Hard. Rough." He told her.

Like always. I thought sadly.

I nodded hesitantly. Already knowing that'd always be the way of it. Passionate and violent was who he was. Whatever that is...

"And you're going to tell me how much you want it, need it. That you want it rougher and that you...love...me." He paused and his gold eyes roved my face. "Then I'll give you my name and all the power over me it possesses..."