Hot Trigger

A/N: My take on Raph's first time. Hot Trigger is a part of my story Follow the leader - It's no good. My profile has information where my stories can be found.

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HOT TRIGGER I

”Well, well, what do we have here? Beautifully wrapped, just as I've instructed”, Raphael had grinned while hungrily eyeing the figure sitting defenclessly on a bed covered by black satin sheets. She was on her knees blindfolded and her wrists were bound together behind her back with metal handcuffs.
”Of course, Master. I'm all for your use.”


Raph had met Maggie via Internet community centered on BDSM-sex.

Soon after Mike and Don had shown Raph how to browse the Internet, he had discovered what the Internet was best at: porn. But eventually he had grown tired of watching humans doing 'it', searching for pictures of women instead of actual porn. Somehow Raph had bumped into S/M-sex, and he was thrilled by it. It wasn't boring at all.

After lurking months at a chatroom, Raph had the courage to join the conversation. Soon he was chatting with Maggie, and after few online-sex sessions she had suggested a date, which Raph had agreed with few conditions.


And what a great way it was to get rid of boyhood, Raph grinned crossing his arms under his neck while starting to recall the session.

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The scent Maggie was sendin' was prolly drivin' me even more nuts than the fuckin' awesome sight of her. I had seen pics of her sure, but in nature she was definitely lookin' much hotter. Her face was round and she had this curly, blond hair which gave a kind of childish touch ta her looks. She actually looked almost too innocent ta be involved with anythin' dirty an' kinky. The contrast made me even more horny, though I happened ta know she was anythin' but innocent.

I used every bit of my ninja skills ta make sure she wasn't able ta sense where I was hangin' around. I took a good look at her, lettin' my eyes catch every inch of her slightly difficult position. After I had had enough of her fer the moment, I moved ta a table placed otherside of the dark room. The table was holdin' a pretty impressive collection of all sorts toys and gadgets, all suitable fer our adult plays. The fact that she had a basement dedicated ta S/M -role play was prolly enough of evidence that she wasn't as innocent as her looks might suggest.

I chose a wooden ball gag from the supply table, returnin' back ta the helpless gal on the bed. I crouched near ta her ear, making her startle the sudden presence around her naked body.
”Ye're ready?” I whispered grinnin', givin' small bites ta her neck. She nodded, obviously waitin' me ta make the first move.
”Fogettin' somethin', huh?” I demanded, trying ta desperately hide I was actually fuckin' pleased that she had made 'a mistake' so soon,
”Have ya already forgotten how ya should speak ta yer Master, bitch?”
”Sorry, Master. I'm ready, Master.”

I grabbed her hair givin' her a firm tug, forcing her cute lil' chin up. It made her whimper and arch her back seductively. She sure knew how ta drive a man...I mean a turtle crazy. I smelled her scent grow bigger, and I could felt my cock tryin' ta break free from its hide inside my shell. But it wasn't the time yet.
”Terribly late, belle. I don't think we need this mouth of yers anymore”, I chuckled lettin' go of her hair and quickly gaggin' her.

After I had bitten ta bruises the otherside of her neck as well I pulled away from her fer a sec. I stood up next ta the bed removin' my belt, pads and mask, and ta grab somethin' from the table.

Live action was so much better than online-sex. I returned ta the bed ta give a closer look at her hot body. But first I placed a ping-pong ball ta her palm. It was supposed ta be a sign: if she dropped the ball, I knew ta stop the treatment. I mean there's no way ta know the limits of a total stranger, no matter how much details we have discussed beforehand. And I ain't a guy ta hurt people, S/M is all about pleasure that comes in the form of pain.

Scumbags are of course a whole different deal, but this session was about sex, not makin' New York's streets a cleaner place.


I hadn't ever really cared about breasts, but her pink, hard nipples were actually kind of neat ta toy with. I also had already learnt, that some women, Maggie especially, loved when their tits were handled.

I started to massage her nipples lightly with one hand, giving a little low laugh while hearin' her moan under the mouthgag. At the same time my other hand was tracing the several scars on her bosom, which had prolly caused by rough whippin'. That naughty little devil! The thought of her whimperin' out of pleasure caused by canin' excited me ta nip her left nipple. She sure as hell was enjoyin' in my hands. I almost felt sorry I gagged her, listenin' her ta make all those horny lil' noises would've prolly amused me.

I let my cock drop down, realizin' I was ready ta come in any sec even though I hadn't been near her downstairs yet. Quickly I gave a look down ta her wet pussy. It was shaved and the lips were somewhat invitingly open, but the whole view seemed somehow frightenin', 'cause suddenly I felt like I had no clue what ta do with it after all.


I mean it's easy in online. Their just words like 'I'm shovin' my cock inta yer cunt, slut' or somethin' like that. But at the moment the scene felt totally different. I'm sure it got somethin' ta do with the hypnotizin' scent she was sendin'. Thinkin' was so damn hard in the state she had driven me inta.

So I decided ta stick with the tits fer a while.

I took one of her nipples in my mouth suckin', lickin' and bitin' it in turns. It made her wriggle again, but with a strong tug from her hair I ordered her ta stop.
”No movin' there!”

I was pretty sure I couldn't take it much longer. I needed ta come and fast. My cock was achin' already.

”Down, slave!” I commanded, grabbin' her from her neck and forcing her bend forward, her belly against her thighs.

And what a perfect position it was. The position offered her ass ta my eyes. I grabbed on it hungrily, squeezin' and bitin' every inch of her round butt. She surely had hard time tryin' ta prevent all the wrigglin' and moanin' in my hands. After I had felt enough about her arse, I placed my cock between her full buttocks beginnin' ta ram my dick in the valley. It didn't last long before I came with low growl, spreadin' my seeds on her lower back.

The orgasm was more exhaustive than I had ever experienced. I collapsed on her back, almost forgettin' ta support myself. I surely didn't plan ta crush her under my weight. My plastron was tightly against her back, but at that point I hadn't the strenght ta care did she figure out I was a giant turtle or not. No one would've believed her anyway.