Trigger Warning: A heads up that this narrative depicts a Consensual Non Consensual scene.
'Cocoon'
It was time. He had washed every accessible part of my body, attended to my supple skin and adorned me in silk cloth. Always with such serenity and attention to detail did he move; it made every sensation pronounced. My body vibrated.
Silk cloth caressed my cheek - darkness softened my mind but my body was humming with electricity. Firm. The pressure was always perfect with him.
There was a long moment of silence – he was inspecting.
“What a stunning whore you make.” He moved closer behind me and whispered, “No words ever suffice.” In a more serious tone, he asked, “Are you ready?”
I smiled, “Yes Sir, I belong to you.”
Silence was given. I could not hear or see but my skin was absorbing all sensation; the slightest movement caused my body to purr. My sense of self left and what remained was a body of nerve endings, hypnotised by his sweet song.
So gently was I taken to this cold, hard unknown place that I was utterly shocked and scared when several strong hands grabbed my flesh and hair and dragged my stunned body to a suspension apparatus. The riggers were obviously well versed in the art of bondage; they had my hands and feet bound and my cunt, ass and head perfectly positioned. The ropes were tight, almost unbearable, but the discomfort calmed my fear.
Sound was returned to me for a moment – three male voices? Or was it five? The voices all different but they were deep and raw; I could hear their lust. They were animals discussing how to consume their prey. I felt my pussy dripping and could even hear my juice spilling to the floor. Movement – someone was underneath me and once again my sound disappeared.
Sucking. Licking. Biting. Slapping. Pulling. Grabbing. Flogging. Whipping. Pinching. Fucking. Choking. Gagging. Plugging. They did it all. Multiple times in multiple ways. Every hole was filled over and over. No part of my body was left unused. Sound was given and taken. Lustful words were spoken to me – whispered, grunted and growled. They savoured my body, enjoyed the taking and rewarded it with unrelenting pleasure.
There was no life left in my body or mind; I couldn’t move, think or make words. Released from my binding, I was carried to a bed. There I felt the cocoon of him hold me for an unknowable length of time.
