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After some discussion H dropped me off at Sir’s home in Ipswich at the time I had agreed with Sir to be there, although this wasn’t the first time solo with Sir somehow it felt a bit different when I entered the house. Sir greeted me at the door and had me strip my (limited) clothing in the doorway then told me to face the street to wave goodbye to H fully naked, knowing he wouldn’t be back until tomorrow morning to pick me up. After doing as told by Sir I was ordered into the house and told to place myself up against the wall for inspection, my instructions had been to be fully shaved, to have had no sex of any kind for the past week and be freshly bathed for him to probe me at his will. This task completed left me quivering and needing release which I was to be denied for now while Sir commenced to tie me, for me there is no greater feeling than rope against the skin, just soft rope...not the hard twine kind that would burn you if you grabbed on to it to tightly as it slipped through your hands.
I much prefer the kind that leaves soft indentations on your flesh, tied quite tightly and knotted neatly, so that it feels like it is growing into your skin.
The numbness you feel as it is bound around your hands is exquisite, tied also around feet and everywhere in between. Tucked between my hot mound, pussy lips wrapped around it tightly, aching to grind into it with every motion. Wedged in between the buttocks and up then around the waist, forming a thick lined corset, compressing my every breath, fastened in tight with a collar fit for his Queen, then from the collar, my hands bound to my chest under my chin, forcing me into a slave position .... just waiting.
The rope between my legs is now moist, getting wet, softening with every little squirm, kneeling in a position with my exposed arse in the air, every little breeze from the wind allows a twinge of pleasure to rush through my body, feeding my face to a hot red glow, partly from fear, lust and then excitement.
And waiting...
The slap, the intense and over powering burn of Sir’s wide, broad thick hand across my arse, forcing my bound body forward onto my face, with an audible escape of air and unable to move. I’m now completely helpless, totally dependent on Sir’s will to do with me as he pleases.
Immobilized by the rush of pain, then...the heat, the searing heat of the hand raises my skin, allowing a cool sensation around it, but a total burn also, then another, and another, over and over, first the left and then right side, my pleasure rises in the bottom of my throat, escaping in low to high wimpers of me begging, the rope in between my lips is pulled and tugged, wetness escapes down my thighs.
Sir spoke now ‘I treat a woman like a lady until she begs me otherwise slut,” he said, his voice softly against my ear, I swallowed and felt my bound pussy clench at the thought.
“You’ve always treated me well sir,” I whispered, trying to hold myself up while in Sir’s firm grip. “Would you like to be treated otherwise?” he asked quietly and my nipples hardened in response.
I took a couple of deep breaths while my mind cartwheeled at the possibilities of what the ‘otherwise’ could be. I didn’t know, but i did know I wanted it, I wanted my Sir to abandon himself and use me in a sexual cyclone. It wasn’t often about sex but I always desired it with Sir and nodded timidly, my long brown hair gripped by Sir and holding my head back, my nerve ends were on fire with anticipation when suddenly his hand reached out to cover my mouth.
I squeaked in surprise, feeling him press his hand hard against my face and bent back against him. I could feel myself strain a little as his face was haloed from the light above us, Sir’s dark hair framed his long face as I stared into his eyes and felt myself fall into their depth. He was different somehow, in a way I hadn’t seen before.
But my body recognized it, feeling the sexuality and power emanating from him, my pussy dripped in desire for his hard length, feeling my wetness coating my inner thighs, and I so craved to give myself to him, to have him take me in any way that he chose and feel his power.
I don’t want to make love to you, he told me, his hand muffling my mouth with his arm wrapped around my middle. I don’t even want to have sex with you Sir said, I just want to fuck you like the slut you have become, I want to fuck you so hard that all you feel is the raw, hard cock I have in you.”
My mind was in shock and my body longing, Sir slapped his hand against my mouth and I felt the cloth tape against my lips. My chest heaved, rubbing my nipples against the mattress he dragged me to as he removed some of the bonds to give him greater access to my naked body. I yelled in surprise but the sound came out muffled against the tape, and the way I was bound and couldn’t freely move, I looked up at the ceiling and was again waiting.
My thighs were fairly close together and wet, my nipples stood out straight in the cold air of the room and god I wanted him so bad. He appeared in front of me and I saw his desire, his cock was hard and curving out and straight up before him. I moaned, although muffled from the tape, and he rolled me back over and pulled my legs off the side of the bed.
My pussy was warm and wet, opened to the cold air and anything else in the room. I moaned and pressed my face into the mattress, needing …. no craving more of his rough handling, his absolute control of my bound nude flesh and the aggressiveness of his actions had made a puddle on the bed beneath me. I felt his hands grasp my arse, his fingers digging deep into my flesh and the slight pain of his fingertips. He spread my cheeks wide, revealing even more to him
Tell H this happened to you he said to me and his tongue dove into my pink and dripping flesh and I screamed my desire against the bed, this wasn’t at all what H was expecting I thought.
He pushed his fingers deep into my arse and I gushed against him. His tongue twirled and wiggled, tasting me. I moaned against the tape and pressed back against his face, my desire building as he lapped against my pussy lips at the same time. I could hear his moans and feel their vibrations against my pussy, my muscles clenched and I thrashed as his tongue found my clit and he lavished his attention upon it. I didn’t even have time to draw a breath when I felt the large engorged head of his stiff cock slam into my drenched pussy. I felt his hands grasp my hips as he began to pile drive his cock fully balls deep into my pussy, there was no warning, no teasing; he was in me, taking me deep and well with his hard member. He wanted all of me and with my ankles and arms bound, I couldn’t resist even if I wanted to.
I could feel every vein of his hard cock as it plunged into me, over and over again, his hands moved, spreading my arse cheeks and between one thrust and the next he was even deeper into my cunt, as he fucked me deeper then I had ever felt before. I swear I could feel the head of his cock thrusting against my cervix and I completely surrendered to him.
I writhed against the bed as wave after wave of orgasm made my body thrash. He didn’t let up as my pussy clenched and unclenched against his cock. He pummeled my pussy until I arched back in an explosive orgasm then thrust my face into the bed and fucked me even harder. Then I felt him twitch inside of me and he pumped harder, bruising my tender pussy as he let loose a stream of thick cum within my cunt. He screamed my name as he thrust one last time and my body clenched around him as I exploded. He collapsed on top of me with his cock still inside my sloppy wet pussy. Finally, he rolled off of me and as I felt his head pop out of my pussy I knew it was my duty to clean him. He rolled me onto my back and with one swift move, ripped the tape off of my mouth, I took his softening cock deep into my mouth and swallowed everything I could glean from it with him twitching and bucking as I licked. Seems like you may need more slut, he said and I have a nice surprise waiting here for you ....
I much prefer the kind that leaves soft indentations on your flesh, tied quite tightly and knotted neatly, so that it feels like it is growing into your skin.
The numbness you feel as it is bound around your hands is exquisite, tied also around feet and everywhere in between. Tucked between my hot mound, pussy lips wrapped around it tightly, aching to grind into it with every motion. Wedged in between the buttocks and up then around the waist, forming a thick lined corset, compressing my every breath, fastened in tight with a collar fit for his Queen, then from the collar, my hands bound to my chest under my chin, forcing me into a slave position .... just waiting.
The rope between my legs is now moist, getting wet, softening with every little squirm, kneeling in a position with my exposed arse in the air, every little breeze from the wind allows a twinge of pleasure to rush through my body, feeding my face to a hot red glow, partly from fear, lust and then excitement.
And waiting...
The slap, the intense and over powering burn of Sir’s wide, broad thick hand across my arse, forcing my bound body forward onto my face, with an audible escape of air and unable to move. I’m now completely helpless, totally dependent on Sir’s will to do with me as he pleases.
Immobilized by the rush of pain, then...the heat, the searing heat of the hand raises my skin, allowing a cool sensation around it, but a total burn also, then another, and another, over and over, first the left and then right side, my pleasure rises in the bottom of my throat, escaping in low to high wimpers of me begging, the rope in between my lips is pulled and tugged, wetness escapes down my thighs.
Sir spoke now ‘I treat a woman like a lady until she begs me otherwise slut,” he said, his voice softly against my ear, I swallowed and felt my bound pussy clench at the thought.
“You’ve always treated me well sir,” I whispered, trying to hold myself up while in Sir’s firm grip. “Would you like to be treated otherwise?” he asked quietly and my nipples hardened in response.
I took a couple of deep breaths while my mind cartwheeled at the possibilities of what the ‘otherwise’ could be. I didn’t know, but i did know I wanted it, I wanted my Sir to abandon himself and use me in a sexual cyclone. It wasn’t often about sex but I always desired it with Sir and nodded timidly, my long brown hair gripped by Sir and holding my head back, my nerve ends were on fire with anticipation when suddenly his hand reached out to cover my mouth.
I squeaked in surprise, feeling him press his hand hard against my face and bent back against him. I could feel myself strain a little as his face was haloed from the light above us, Sir’s dark hair framed his long face as I stared into his eyes and felt myself fall into their depth. He was different somehow, in a way I hadn’t seen before.
But my body recognized it, feeling the sexuality and power emanating from him, my pussy dripped in desire for his hard length, feeling my wetness coating my inner thighs, and I so craved to give myself to him, to have him take me in any way that he chose and feel his power.
I don’t want to make love to you, he told me, his hand muffling my mouth with his arm wrapped around my middle. I don’t even want to have sex with you Sir said, I just want to fuck you like the slut you have become, I want to fuck you so hard that all you feel is the raw, hard cock I have in you.”
My mind was in shock and my body longing, Sir slapped his hand against my mouth and I felt the cloth tape against my lips. My chest heaved, rubbing my nipples against the mattress he dragged me to as he removed some of the bonds to give him greater access to my naked body. I yelled in surprise but the sound came out muffled against the tape, and the way I was bound and couldn’t freely move, I looked up at the ceiling and was again waiting.
My thighs were fairly close together and wet, my nipples stood out straight in the cold air of the room and god I wanted him so bad. He appeared in front of me and I saw his desire, his cock was hard and curving out and straight up before him. I moaned, although muffled from the tape, and he rolled me back over and pulled my legs off the side of the bed.
My pussy was warm and wet, opened to the cold air and anything else in the room. I moaned and pressed my face into the mattress, needing …. no craving more of his rough handling, his absolute control of my bound nude flesh and the aggressiveness of his actions had made a puddle on the bed beneath me. I felt his hands grasp my arse, his fingers digging deep into my flesh and the slight pain of his fingertips. He spread my cheeks wide, revealing even more to him
Tell H this happened to you he said to me and his tongue dove into my pink and dripping flesh and I screamed my desire against the bed, this wasn’t at all what H was expecting I thought.
He pushed his fingers deep into my arse and I gushed against him. His tongue twirled and wiggled, tasting me. I moaned against the tape and pressed back against his face, my desire building as he lapped against my pussy lips at the same time. I could hear his moans and feel their vibrations against my pussy, my muscles clenched and I thrashed as his tongue found my clit and he lavished his attention upon it. I didn’t even have time to draw a breath when I felt the large engorged head of his stiff cock slam into my drenched pussy. I felt his hands grasp my hips as he began to pile drive his cock fully balls deep into my pussy, there was no warning, no teasing; he was in me, taking me deep and well with his hard member. He wanted all of me and with my ankles and arms bound, I couldn’t resist even if I wanted to.
I could feel every vein of his hard cock as it plunged into me, over and over again, his hands moved, spreading my arse cheeks and between one thrust and the next he was even deeper into my cunt, as he fucked me deeper then I had ever felt before. I swear I could feel the head of his cock thrusting against my cervix and I completely surrendered to him.
I writhed against the bed as wave after wave of orgasm made my body thrash. He didn’t let up as my pussy clenched and unclenched against his cock. He pummeled my pussy until I arched back in an explosive orgasm then thrust my face into the bed and fucked me even harder. Then I felt him twitch inside of me and he pumped harder, bruising my tender pussy as he let loose a stream of thick cum within my cunt. He screamed my name as he thrust one last time and my body clenched around him as I exploded. He collapsed on top of me with his cock still inside my sloppy wet pussy. Finally, he rolled off of me and as I felt his head pop out of my pussy I knew it was my duty to clean him. He rolled me onto my back and with one swift move, ripped the tape off of my mouth, I took his softening cock deep into my mouth and swallowed everything I could glean from it with him twitching and bucking as I licked. Seems like you may need more slut, he said and I have a nice surprise waiting here for you ....
3 年 前
