"Are you sure you want to do this?" Danny asked. The two of them were in Mia's bedroom, with the door closed and locked behind them. Mia took a deep breath, then nervously said, "Yes. I'm 18 now, so I can legally get screwed by you, without my parents getting mad." He set down his backpack, and she remembered what a long way their relationship had came.

It had started in sevnth grade. After a bad day, she'd been crying, and he saw her. He talked kindly to her, and listened as she'd told him what had happened. After that, he'd kissed her. They'd been dating from that point on, but had never taking it beyond kissing. Except for the time he'd made her cum with a cucumber.

She'd been introduced to a ball gag, which Danny had put in her mouth to muffle her moans, and rope, which he'd used to tie her legs together. After she'd came on it, she was forced to eat the whole thing. She didn’t like cucumbers, and she hated the taste of her cum on a cucumber.

Now, they were ready to take it to the next level. Out of his backpack, he pulled out a ball gag, rope, two pairs of handcuffs, duct tape, a blindfold, and nipple clamps.

Mia opened her mouth, and he slid the ball gag inside, covering her lips and buckling it shut. He then placed duct tape over her mouth.  "Okay," he said.

"On your stomach." She got on her knees, and he helped her onto the bed, lying on her stomach. She laid there, nervous about the bondage to come.

His hands moved to her ankles, where he put the cuffs around each one. Then he did the same to her wrists, putting the other pair of handcuffs around them.

He pulled her shirt off, and tied the rope around her breasts and neck. Lastly, he tied the rope to the end of the bed. "Ready?" He asked. Mia nodded.

Her heart was racing. Would she like being bound up? He turned on the radio, tuned into a rock station, and turned up the volume so no one would hear them. Then he began the torture

. He rubbed her back, and ran his fingers through her hair. She squirmed at first, but he held her down, whispering into her ear, telling her to relax. The sound of the music played, and he continued touching her.

When he lifted her top, she shivered. She felt cold, even though the room was warm. He removed her pants, leaving her naked, and continued rubbing her body. She let out a whimper.

It felt so good. Soon, he was running his fingers over her pussy, teasing her. Then he stopped. She cried out, but nothing came out because of the gag.

Then he dipped a finger inside her, and she gasped. As his finger circled her clit, she screamed into the gag. After several minutes of this, he stood up.

He pulled his pants down. His cock was big and hard. It made its way to her butt, and plunged into her.

She tried pushing away, but couldn't. He moved in and out of her, fucking her as if she wasn't tied up. She kept screaming into the gag. Finally, he stopped.

He untied her breasts and neck, untied her feet and arms, and took the gag off. She lay on the bed, panting heavily. "Did you like that?" He asked. She nodded, and he kissed her forehead.

"I enjoyed it, Danny." She said happily. He put a finger to her lips. "Behind these walls, I am Master. Understand?" She nodded. He then regagged her and began sucking her nipples.

He licked her nipples until she was wet again. He then got some nipple clamps, put them on her, and started tugging on them. She screamed into the gag, enjoying the pain.

He then thrusted back into her butt, and started slamming his torso on her's while he did so. He then pulled out and rubbed his cock all over her. She enjoyed the sensation.

He pushed back into her, and slammed her against the headboard. He fucked her harder than before. Harder and harder, until she was screaming in ecstasy.

He sprayed his seed deep inside her, and collapsed on top of her. They stayed that way for a few minutes, then he untied her, untaped her mouth, and took the gag out. "Did you like that?" He asked. "Yes." She said.

She was sweating, and panting so hard. "Do we want to call it a night?" He asked. "No, Master." She said. "What should we do?" He asked. "We can try whipping you, drinking your breastmilk, thrusting into your vagina, continue what we're doing, or try something else. What do you want to do?"

He asked. She looked at him. "Master, please have me drink my milk from my breasts." She pleaded. "Are you sure?" He asked. She nodded. He stood up, sat on the bed, and motioned for her to go kneel in front of him.

She went, and he grabbed her left breast, brought it to his mouth, and sucked on it, pulling on the nipple. He then sucked on the other one. "Mmmm," he moaned. "You taste good." He said.

She smiled at him, and he stood up, took off his clothes, and put the chair in front of the couch. She stood on her knees and leaned over, letting him get easy access to her breasts.

He sucked on each one, and after that, he fed from her. Her breast milk spilled on his face, and he lapped it up, devouring her.

He let the breastmilk drip into a bottle, and  once it was full he gave it to her in a sippy cup. She drank it all. "I love it, Master." She said. "Thank you for letting me taste my milk." He smiled.

"Anytime." He said. Then he grabbed her and laid her on the bed. He regagged her, bent her over, and plunged into her again. He pounded her butt, making her scream in pleasure muffled.

They stopped after a while. He untied her and removed the gag. "I have to go." He said. "I wish we could do this forever." She said. He shook his head. "That's not realistic." He packed his toys up, headed to the door, and unlocked it. He looked back at her with a mischievous glance. "See you soon, Mia." He then left the room, leaving her naked and alone, longing for his touch.

The End