And arch your fucking back like the slut you are. Sex As I sleep without underwear I am now completely exposed. I know what is to come and fear it. I feel him pull out, wiping his cock against my hair. A hood is pulled over my head and tightened around my neck. The metal is flush against my skin, there is little room to even twist my wrists within the bands. I feel him standing over me. With one swift motion, he rips the shirt from my back. I awake with a start. My head is yanked, the front collar digging into my neck. Starting slow as he pulls my face into his crotch, holding it for a second then letting me off. I don’t even think to fight as the process is repeated for the left leg. Tightening his grip on my hair he pulls my face into his crotch. Whimpering, I arch my ass into the air, submitting to my captor. Heavy footsteps work their way around the room. I lay on the bed, waiting for the ordeal to be over. He picks up speed, pistoning in and out of my mouth. Warm blood runs down my arm as the metal cuffs chafe at my wrist. The other grips my hair, pressing my face hard into the pillow.
