Bound by Desire: Thief's Midnight Delight

Man is sleeping. Sexy female robber breaks in. She is wearing a ski mask and a full leather body suit. She sees him sleeping naked. His dick hard. She ties his hands to the bed post. She gets on the bed, and begins sucking his bbc. She stops to make sure he doesn't wake up, then really starts getting into it. She smashed her face against his crotch slowly. She deepthroats harder and harder while still slow. He still doesn't wake up yet

Midnight's silence is shattered by the faint click of a lock, a shadow slipping into the room. She's a vision in leather, a ski mask concealing her face, but the hunger in her eyes is clear. Her breath hitches as she takes in the sight before her—a man, naked, sprawled out on the bed. His cock, thick and hard, lies against his thigh, a silent invitation. She moves with practiced stealth, rope in hand. She ties his wrists to the bedpost, his chest rising and falling with rhythmic breath. He hasn't woken yet, unaware of the storm about to hit. The woman climbs onto the bed, straddling his waist. She leans down, her leather-clad body pressing against him. Her breath hots his cock as she runs a leather-gloved finger over its length. He stirs slightly, but his eyes remain closed. She pauses, holding her breath until he settles again. Then, she smiles, her tongue darting out to tease the sensitive tip. Her mouth envelopes him, the leather of her suit cool against his heated skin. She takes him deep, her lips sliding down his shaft, her tongue swirling around the sensitive head. She slides down, enjoying every second, her face smashes against his crotch, her lips getting covered in spit. He's still deeply asleep, completely oblivious to the pleasure she's giving him. She's taking his cock deep, her throat opening up for him. She sucks hard, her cheeks hollowing out. She starts bobbing her head, her movements slow but deliberate. Her face is pressed against him now, her lips where the roots of his cock begin. The man finally gives a soft moan, his hips jerking slightly. Her heart races. She pauses, looking up, making sure he's still asleep. Satisfied, she returns to her task. Her head moves faster now, her mouth working him with skill and enthusiasm. He's close. She can feel it in the way his cock twitches, in the way his body tenses. She wants to see him come undone, to taste his release. She sucks harder, her head bobbing faster, her own arousal building with each movement. Her eyes are closed. It takes all her effort to keep him from waking up, to keep her movements slow and controlled. She's determined to make this a night he'll never forget.

Very explicit. The man comes and wakes up. He sees her covered in his cum. He sees his hands are tied. "What do you want?" He asks. She begins jerking him off very hard with 2 hands. She looks him in his eyes. They lock. "I want", she begins. Then quickly swallows his dick. She goes down, and won't come back up. "You're gonna make me..." She comes up and says, "Not yet". She viciously facefucks him. He screams, and begs her to stop. She won't!

The man's back arches, his cock pulsing as he finally comes, his release hot and thick on her tongue. His eyes fly open, a gasp tearing from his lips as he sees the leather-clad figure between his legs, her face smeared with his cum. He tugs at his restraints, panic surging through him. "What the fuck? What do you want?" he demands, his voice hoarse. She looks up at him, her eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and amusement. She grabs his cock with both hands, pumping him hard and fast, her grip brutal. He groans, a mix of pain and pleasure shooting through him. She leans in, her breath hot on his ear. "I want—" she begins, but then she swallows his cock again, taking him deep until her nose presses against his skin. He chokes, his body flailing, but she won't budge. "You're gonna make me—" he starts, but she pulls back, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. "Not yet," she says, a wicked smile playing on her lips. She goes back down, her mouth working him fiercely, her head bobbing up and down at a brutal pace. She's relentless, her teeth grazing his shaft, her tongue pressing against his sensitive flesh. He screams, his body thrashing, begging her to stop, but she won't. She's a woman possessed, her only goal to push him to the edge and shove him off. Her hands grip his thighs, her nails digging into his skin, holding him in place. She's not just fucking his mouth; she's claiming it, owning it. His screams fill the room, a symphony of pain and pleasure, but she doesn't stop. She can't. She won't.

Even more explicit. "I'll pay you!" He screams. She starts talking dirty while she sucks him even harder and faster. "You... won't...cum" she comes up, and immediately goes back to swallowing. "Until... I.... Say" she mutters while still sucking. She goes back to sucking wildly using 2 hands. He is about to cum, but does not say it. She feels him about to, then stops. She says, "I didn't say so", then goes all the way down and sucks him harder and deeper without coming up. He kicks and screams!

She doesn't hold back, her words as filthy as her actions. "You gonna beg for it, sweetheart?" she muffles, her mouth full of his cock. "You gonna scream for me?" She hums, the vibration sending shocks through his body. Her hands are a blur, jerking him in sync with her mouth, her spit coating him, making his cock glisten in the dim light. "You gonna take it like a good little fucktoy?" She grinds the words out, her voice a husky growl. She pulls back slightly, her tongue flicking against his frenulum, her eyes locked onto his. "You're not gonna cum until I say so," she repeats, her voice a low purr. "Not until I decide you've earned it." She goes back down, her mouth a vicious tunnel of pleasure, her head moving at a punishing pace. Her hands work in tandem, one stroking his shaft, the other cupping his balls, rolling them gently. He's a mess of pleasure and pain, his body writhing, his cock throbbing. He's close, so close, but she's denying him, pushing him to the edge and keeping him there. She can feel it, his imminent release, but she's not ready to let him go yet. She pulls back suddenly, her breath ragged, her cheeks flushed. "I didn't say so," she pants, a wicked smile on her lips. She doesn't give him a chance to respond. She dives back down, her mouth enveloping him completely, her nose pressing against his skin. She sucks him hard, her cheeks hollowing out, her tongue swirling around his sensitive flesh. He kicks, his body bucking wildly, his screams echoing through the room. But she's merciless, her mouth a relentless force, her hands working him with a fierce intensity. She's not just sucking him; she's devouring him, claiming him, owning him. Her eyes are closed, her body moving with a rhythm that's purely primal, purely carnal. She's lost in her own world of pleasure, a world where she's in control, where she's the one calling the shots. And she's not ready to let go. Not yet. Not until she's pushed him to the very brink of sanity.

Very explicit! He rips out of the restraints. She is so shocked, she tries to run. He says "No, no; you want to suck dick right?" He grabs her face and looks in her eyes. "What? Do you think I'm scared?" Before she gets halfway through, he shoved his big dick in her throat. Long and hard. Repeatedly. She comes up for air. "Is that all you got?" She spits on his dick and opens up wide while she mocks him. He forces her head up and down like a machine

He grips her hair, his fingers tangling in the dark strands, controlling her. She gasps, her eyes watering as he fucks her mouth, his hips moving in brutal thrusts. He's no longer the helpless captive; he's the one in control now. Her mouth is a tight, wet heat, her tongue involuntarily caressing his shaft as he uses her. Spittle dribbles down her chin, her makeup smearing from her struggling. "You like that, bitch?" he sneers, his voice a guttural growl. He pulls her head back, his cock slipping out with a wet pop. "You wanted to suck dick, right? Here it is." He shoves her down again, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She gags, her body convulsing, but he doesn't stop. He fucks her face, his breaths coming in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat. She tries to pull away, but his grip is like a vice, his fingers digging into her scalp. She can't escape, can't breathe, can't do anything but take what he's giving her. Her hands fly up, her nails clawing at his thighs, but he just laughs, a harsh, mocking sound. He shoves her down again, his cock sliding down her throat, cutting off her air. She chokes, her body shaking, but he won't let up. He's ruthless, his body slamming into hers, his cock a brutal force in her mouth. Her eyes stream, her vision blurring, but he doesn't care. He grabs her breasts, squeezing them hard, his fingers digging into her flesh. He twists her nipples, a sharp pain shooting through her. She moans, the sound muffled by his cock, her body arching into his touch. He smirks, his eyes gleaming with a mix of lust and cruelty. "That's it, you fucking slut. Take it." He shoves her head down again, his cock filling her mouth, her throat, her body. She's choking, gagging, but he won't stop. He's lost in his own world of pleasure, a world where he's the one in control. And he's not ready to let go.

More explicit. She comes up for air. "Is that all you got?" She demands? "C'mon Mr. Big Dick. Fuck my face for real!" He takes it as a challenge and face fucks her so hard she gags and pukes on him. He asks, "You had enough?". She responds "Harder!". He looks her in the eyes. She mocks him with spit on her face & says "Fuck my face harder, big boy!". He face fucks her so hard as she screams muffled screams. He pushes her head down so hard and so fast. "You gonna swallow my cum?" he says like a villain. While still getting face fucked she let"s out "Make me!". He jackhammers her face until he comes, but he won't stop. He keeps going, th n comes again. "Don't stop!" He comes one more time, then let's her go. She gasps for air, then passes out

She comes up for air, her chest heaving. Spit drips from her chin, mixing with the tears streaming down her face. "Is that all you got?" she demands, her voice hoarse. "C'mon, Mr. Big Dick. Fuck my face for real!" Her eyes blaze with defiance, daring him to take her challenge. He grins, a cruel twist of his lips, taking it as a dare. He grabs her head, his fingers digging into her scalp, and shoves his cock back into her mouth. He fucks her face with brutal intensity, his hips slamming against her, his cock hitting the back of her throat. She gags, her body convulsing, and then pukes, the warm, acidic vomit coating his cock. He pulls back, his cock slick with spit and vomit. "You had enough?" he asks, his voice a low growl. She looks up at him, her eyes wild, her face smeared with spit and tears. "Harder!" she screams, her voice ragged. He grips her jaw, his fingers digging into her cheeks, and shoves his cock back into her mouth. He looks her in the eyes, seeing the challenge in her gaze. She spits, the saliva mixing with the vomit on her face, and mocks him. "Fuck my face harder, big boy!" she screams, her voice a guttural howl. His cock jerks in her mouth, and he begins to face fuck her, harder, faster, deeper. Her muffled screams fill the room, a symphony of pain and pleasure. He pushes her head down, his cock sliding down her throat, choking her, cutting off her air. Her body shakes, her hands flailing, but he doesn't stop. He's a machine, his body moving with a relentless rhythm, his cock a brutal force in her mouth. "You gonna swallow my cum?" he says, his voice a low, menacing growl, like a villain from a movie. She manages to let out a muffled "Make me!" Her voice barely a whisper, her body convulsing, her eyes rolling back. The challenge in her voice makes his cock pulse with excitement. He jackhammers her face, his body slamming into hers, his cock filling her mouth, her throat, her body. She's choking, gagging, but he won't stop. He's lost in his own world of pleasure, a world where he's the one in control. And he's not ready to let go. The first wave of his orgasm hits and he explodes down her throat. He roars in ecstasy, but he keeps going, his body moving with a relentless rhythm, his cock a brutal force in her mouth. He comes again, his body shaking, his breath coming in ragged gasps. She's barely conscious, her body limp, her eyes half-closed, but he won't stop. He comes one more time, his body slamming into hers, his cock filling her mouth, her throat, her body. And then, finally, he lets go. He releases her head, his cock slipping out of her mouth with a wet pop. She gasps for air, her body convulsing, her eyes rolling back. And then, she passes out, her body going limp, her breath coming in shallow gasps.