He joined her in the shower, attached her cuffs and she winced at the cool tile as he pressed her back against it and fixed her hands over her head.  She spread her feet apart where he could stand between her legs  . . . she parted her lips but she would have to be put on her knees if he wanted to use her mouth . . .

He directed the soft fall of the shower over her and began at her neck, gripping her hair and pulling her head back enough to expose her throat.  She took a deep breath as he kissed and bit at her throat where her collar would be.  She pressed her nipples against his chest and twisted wanting to feel them rise against him.  She smiled at giving him pleasure as he moaned softly and reached for her nipples. He bit again at her neck and pinched harshly  . . . she twisted again, held by her wrists and pushed her cunt against him as she felt his cock between her thighs. 

He lifted her leg and pushed it aside where he could push into her cunt . . . she gasped and praised him  . . . her cunt was warm and wet but stung as his cock opened her . . . a stab of pain and pleasure . . . once the head of his cock penetrated her, he pushed hard until she took all of him . . . he pulled her hair, arching her back and took one nipple then the other, pumping her cunt hard . . .

She gripped the shower neck with her hands and spread her legs further until he picked them up and pushed them back .  . . fucking her as hard as he could  . . .  warm water, her warm flow and his hard thrusts send sharp stabs up into her tummy and she thrust her hips back against his cock . . .

He pushed her legs higher and wider raising her pussy where he could ram her harder . . . she twisted her head side to side to be able to move . . . do anything  . . . while he fucked her hard . . . two terribly hard thrusts and a push  . . . she spoke out for him . . . two more, then two more . . . as the stabs burst in her . . . he pushed and held and she felt her so so sore swollen lips grip his cock . . .

Withdrawing from her, his cock felt hot and rough against being opened so quickly . . . she pushed again  . . . felt the soreness flair and she kissed his mouth as he pushed again . . . his cock still hard but she was slick from cum and her flow  . . . the hot water and soft flesh . . .

She raised her face to the shower stream and rested against the tile as he lowered her legs and pressed against her . . . Her wrists still attached reassuringly over her head, she twisted against the restraints till it pinched  . . . and then giggled as she rubbed her nipples against his chest again . . .

He kept her pinned against the tile and pushed her legs apart again . . . she felt his fingers open her creamy pussy and press hard against her clit . . .  she road his fingers until she shuddered and then whimpered when he continued  . . . she was aching and sensitive, her clit swollen and sore . . . he continued and pressed harder . . . she cried out, but pressed her hips . . . she cried out again  . . . then suddenly relaxed against the sore pulse.   He withdrew his fingers and smeared her thighs and lips with the creamy sex lotion . . . She relaxed and then for meanness he pet her cunt again as she whined and pleaded . . .

The shower stream seemed much hotter, the air thicker as she made sweet tender sinful promises if only he would show her mercy . . . she smiled and closed her thighs around his hand  . . . he whispered wicked praises of her body . . . telling her how he wanted to use her . . . threatening to show her no rest . . . she made more intimate vulgar promises until she giggled at his acceptance . . .

He led her from the shower, dried her with a towel and sat her on the vanity top . . . she raised her wrists to put them on his shoulder then opened her legs wide as he examined her.  He pet her cunt again and noticed she had not shaven but trimmed herself where her hair would grow if it pleased him . . . She complained that it would itch and liked that she made him laugh . . . approved and asked that it not look too clipped but soft and smooth to pet . . .  She lowered her hands and fondled his cock and balls, showing proper respect and teasing him by rubbing the soft sensitive tip of his cock till it twitched.  She bit her lip to keep from giggling and was rewarded with a tender vulgar comment then a kiss . . .

He removed her cuffs but placed them directly to the side of vanity  . . . she would have her privacy and then be restrained again when he retrieved her . . .