Surrender Your Sensations

“This is my life, Rupert.”

Right after I said that, the tears doubled. The next thing I knew, my knees felt weak and I fell on the cold hardwood floor. I cried. My shoulders were shaking. My sobs turned to mourning weeps.

“I know you think of our relationship as something that only revolves about pleasure and bed, Meredith. Indeed, we’re enjoying each other’s company. But I’m not a heartless man just like what you thought of me.” To my surprise, Rupert suddenly knelt in front of me. He cupped my face and that’s when I saw the emotions in his eyes. He smiled and then wiped away my tears. “You only have thirty more minutes to cry. After that, I will punish you for drinking and for putting yourself in a dangerous situation because of alcohol.”

My mouth dropped open as Rupert kissed my eyes. “Your face is so red. That indicates acidosis, Meredith Kaye.” His right hand went down from my cheek down to the side of my left chest. The pad of his thumb caressed the side of my breast, igniting a desirable need inside me. “Your face is so red because of the accumulation of acetaldehyde in your body. There is no available acetaldehyde dehydrogenase in your body but you still drink. Did you know you can be poisoned by high accumulation of acetaldehyde?”

I was dazzled by what he said. I don’t understand a thing. First of all, we don’t have biochemistry in philosophy.

Instantly, my mind forgot about the reason why I was crying earlier. I was just stunned by Rupert as I felt his teasing thumb constantly pressing against the side of my chest.

“Rupert,” I whispered, closing my eyes.

“I will punish you. Be ready in thirty minutes.” Then I felt his hand leave my body so I immediately opened my eyes.

He stood up in front of me and then started to remove his shirt. I swallowed hard when he next took off the pants he was wearing in front of me. He faced me as I looked up at him and remained sitting on the floor.Content (C) Nôv/elDra/ma.Org.

“Do you still want to cry?” he asked, his thumb going inside to his boxers, clipping the waistband and pulling it down to his muscled thighs. “Because I am so desperate to punish you.”

Slowly, his boxers came down to his legs until his big and hard manhood finally came out.

I swallowed an invisible lump in my throat. “Why?” my voice came out hoarsely as I was stunned by his manhood pointing on my face. “Why are you going to punish me?”

“For drinking tonight even though you are not allowed to and for blabbering nonsense things about death.” Rupert wrapped his hand around his length as he closed the distance between my face and head of his length. “On your knees, please.”

My body was in heat- the desire was literally burning me. The alcohol literally hazed my mind and prevented me from thinking right. The next thing I know, I was kneeling on the floor and he was pumping in and out of my mouth while he was tightly holding a grasp of my hair.

Inside this abandoned house- Rupert filled my mouth with his hot semen. I didn’t even know whose house this was and why Rupert brought me here to be punished. But I don’t care anymore. My body was aching for Rupert’s punishment.

After Rupert pulled his manhood out of my mouth, he immediately made me stand up and he swiftly took off my clothes. I had to gulp down his release.

I relented when he tied my wrists to my back using his shirt. I let him when he took the handkerchief from his pants pocket and put it around my eyes to blindfold me.

“I’ll punish you real hard, Sweetie. All you need to do is accept it and surrender your sensations.”

The next thing I knew, Rupert was standing behind me. Then, I felt his manhood in the middle of my tied hands. His lips were planting kisses on my bare shoulders. “Give me the best hand job.” That’s when I felt him start rocking his hips, push and pull, from behind me. His length was fucking my hand and the tip of his manhood was hitting the opening of my behind. I could feel the head of his manhood hit my second hole as he plunged into my bound hands. He was not pushing his length inside my butt but the sensations were too much every time he would tease my second opening with his pulsating head.

“Ahhhh!” I gasped as the head of his manhood continued to hit the hole of my behind. “Oh gosh, Rupert!”

The darkness enveloping my sight was intensifying the pleasure on how Rupert was rocking me from my behind. My moans stopped as the tension inside me eased. I came. For the second time.

I felt the sticky liquid dripped down to my inner thighs as Rupert kissed my neck and shoulders while still ramming himself on my behind- the head of his manhood knocking on my second hole but not completely entering me.

I almost writhed in a strange sensation when Rupert stopped, then his pulsating manhood reached another climax, releasing his essence into my hands just to enter my femininity with his fingers from behind. My body arched as my vaginal walls stretched because of his fingers. Because I was so stretched, I knew he entered me with more than one finger. When his fingers started pumping in and out, hitting that delicious spot inside me, I reached another wave of release.

I already felt exhausted because of that third orgasm. I was heaving deep sighs and my legs were shivering. I wanted to push Rupert to stop but my wrists were tied and I was blindfolded.

“R-Rupert … Ahhhh …”

He was not done yet. Because after having two climaxes because of his fingers, the next thing I felt, entering my vagina, was his manhood. He slowly entered my womanhood from behind. I gasped in delight as I bit my lower lip. I felt Rupert licked my spine- from my nape down to the line in between my butt cheeks.

I reached another zenith.

But I was no longer able to moan because of fatigue and dizziness. My legs gave out and if Rupert hadn’t caught my waist, I probably would have been on my knees on the floor.

“Rupert … Ohhh please … S-Stop … Ahhh …”

He still hadn’t touched me. He held my waist and made me bend forward. That’s when he continued thrusting in and out of me- slow and deep.

I groaned and moaned at the same time. I felt sleepy and tired but at the same time so high with how deep Rupert was reaching inside me.

“The next thing you do something crazy,” Rupert gasped as he continued to claim me, “and then, instead of apologizing- you would go berserk on me and tell me not to care for you- I will put senses in your head through intense pleasure. Do you understand, Sweetie? ”

“I’m … Oh gosh … I’m coming again.”

“You can’t stop me from caring for you, Meredith Kaye.” I felt him kiss the back of my head as my walls clenched around his length. I came again. He stopped thrusting. “And stop thinking of me as a heartless man. I will not let you destroy your health. And I will not let you push me away when things become uncontrollable.”

Then he filled me with another release. He did not use a condom and I could not remember if I was safe today. The alcohol inside my head was killing me and I could not think.

When Rupert pulled away, he helped me stand up again. He turned me around, and then he cupped my face. That’s when he kissed me fully on my lips. Tired, I leaned on his body as I responded to that kiss. After the kiss, Rupert removed my blindfold and the restraint on my wrists.

Then he carried me.

I just closed my eyes and didn’t have the strength to understand where he was going to take me. Moments later, I felt my back touch a soft mattress, a bed. The softness coming from the bed comforted my tired legs and aching core. I was nearly drowsing off to sleep when I felt something soft touch my core and my inner thighs- wiping the sticky liquid there.

When he finished wiping on my womanhood, I snuggled on the pillow beside me and pulled my legs up to my chest until I was in fetal position.

Before I was completely swallowed up by drowsiness, I felt a pair of warm arms around my waist from behind. Then someone whispered, “Can I fall for you, Meredith Kaye?”

Was that Rupert?