I was bent over in front of him, catching my breath around strands of saliva that I had to wipe and pull from my mouth. Tears made their way down my cheeks. I only took a few seconds to straighten back up and get into position. Wiping the tears from my face then smoothing down my hair.
He took a moment then pointed to a spot on the floor. “Stand there and lean over using your hands to support yoursel.” My hands were resting on the bed. He tapped my legs, having me spread them so wide that my ass was even with the top of the bed. Roughly 4 feet apart. He stood behind me and placed the head of his penis just between my labias. “Do not move a muscle that isn’t absolutely necessary.”
He pushed about an inch inside and pulled back. My pussy clenched around him trying to bring him deeper. He pulled out and smacked my opening hard. I let out a sound like, “Ahg.”
“I said do not move a muscle that wasn’t necessary. And that wasn’t necessary.”
He started again. I was barely breathing as he began his torture again. This time I focused entirely on not letting my muscles contract around him. It was not easy. He did this for what seemed like forever. Just the tip in and out, my body tense. Finally I started to beg. “Ahhhh, I can’t hold Sir, gah. So close already. Please. Uhhhh, please, fuck me Sir.”
He pulled out.
“Noooo please Sir, please fuck me.”
He put the tips of his fingers inside me, then pushed all the way in, holding them there.
“Yes, thank you Sir, thank you.”
“I wouldn’t thank me yet slut.” He pulled his fingers out and didn’t return them. Instead he walked beside me. He was stroking himself gently. “I’ve dipped myself into your juices. Look how wet my tip is. That’s from you. This hand,” he motioned indicating the one he was stroking himself with, “these were the fingers I put inside your dripping cunt. If you want me to fuck you, you’ll have to deep throat my cock without my assistancet. Do you still want me to fuck you?”
“Yes, please Sir. Yes” He walked to the swinging chair and sat down.
“Crawl to me and If you do a good job I’ll reward you.”
I got on my hands and knees and moved to him as languidly as I could pull off. But I was too fast. I wanted to be fucked so bad. He was laid back in the chair so that he was laying partially back. Making sure I had plenty of room to go for it. I got on my knees, bent over him, wiggled my hands under his ass. Then in one long motion I pushed him as far down my throat as I could. Then I adjusted enough that I could push down further. My nose and chin, both making contact. I remained like that as my eyes watered again. “Fuck yes, your throat is so fucking tight kitten. My little fuck toy. Taking my cock down your throat like a good slut.”
My chest warned. I pulled back enough to get my breath then I started bobbing on him. Going as far down as I could without breaking rhythm. “Yeah, yeah, like that.” He said and he began thrusting towards me. Then the tension of doing this myself was causing me to struggle a bit and I kept gagging on him. “No you can do it, relax your throat slut. Take my cock. You can do it.” I concentrated and did what he said. It helped a bit but it was still a struggle. I felt him swell a little and I knew he was about to cum. “I’m cumming. You better swallow it all slut.”
I got a quick breath then took him to the back of my throat. I brought one hand up to pump him as he came. I eagerly swallowed him, pumping him for all I could get. When he finished I pulled back and sat in front of him as his body twitched around his fading orgasm. When he finally recovered enough he said, “Alright kitten, that’s enough. Lay down on the bed and wait for me.”
I excitedly got in the bed and waited for further instructions. He put his boxer briefs back on then came around the bed to our toy drawer. He handed me a blindfold and I put it on. I was lying on my back when he grabbed an ankle and pulled. He put a cuff on it and attached it to the strap at one corner of the bed. He did the same with the other ankle at the other side of the bed. Then he cuffed my wrists, but these he cuffed together and placed them over my head.
“Don’t move your hands from above your head.”
“Yes Sir.”
He moved his hand down my arm, stopping at my underarm to tickle me. My instinct was to pull my arms down, but I fought it as hard as I could, my whole body squirming. Then suddenly he removed one of the nipple clamps. It took a second, but then the pain hit. I arched my back, caught in a weird space between tickle and pain. Then his mouth was on my nipple. He was no longer tickling me. He grabbed my breast as he sucked and flicked my nipple with his tongue. Then I felt his fingers on my other nipple just before he released the other clamp. I arched my back again. The pain turned to pleasure. As he continued massaging my first breast with his hand, his other hand began doing the same to the other breast. Then he moved his sucking and flicking to the other nipple.
My back was still arched slightly when he grasped either side of the harness and pulled me up towards him. He bit down on my nipple as he lowered me back to the bed, letting it stretch until finally letting go and setting me back in the bed. My pussy was throbbing with need. All the pain and pleasure he gave my nipples traveled straight to my pussy and clit. My hips rocked back and forth slightly. He moved away from me so I stopped moving instantly thinking there was a punishment coming because I moved or something, but then he palmed me.
His fingers were moving in circles around my opening as his palm pressed against my clit. I began to thrust towards his hand. “I love watching you squirm.” He said as he continued his teasing. He kept teasing me and I kept thrusting towards him. I was begging with moans of frustration until he pushed firmly down and held, preventing my hips from coming off the bed. I arched my back again and he pinched and pulled hard on my nipple. Then switched to the other.
“This is fun for me. I hope you’re enjoying it too, kitten.”
“Oh, yes, more, pleasepleasepleasepleaseplease, pleeeeease Sir.”
“Is this what you are begging for?” He said as he slid one finger just inside and started to circle.
“Ah yes, please more Sir.”
He released his hold, allowing me to thrust up again, but he still didn’t allow his finger to go any further. When I settled back down he pushed his finger in deep, his fist pressing against me. It was just one finger and he made no motions. He just kept his fist pressed against me with his finger pointing straight inside.
When I couldn’t stand the teasing any longer I began to beg again, “Please Sir, may I have an orgasm, please.” I nearly cried as I asked.
He flicked his finger several times. I let out an “ah, ah, ah, ah” as my body vibrated under him.
“You have been a good girl, and I did say I would reward you.” He pulled his finger out.
“Noooooo, please, S….” He stuck his finger into my mouth, cutting me off. “Patience slut. I’ll give you the promised reward when I’m ready. Lick it clean.” I did as he asked. I didn’t give any fucks anymore. I licked and sucked on his finger, then reached for his knuckles, which he presented to me without hesitation. I heard movement as I cleaned him and knew he was preparing something, but I had no idea what. He’s always careful to hide his intentions. When he was finished he withdrew his hand from my mouth.
I heard him using the lube, and the next thing I felt was his fingers wrapping around the plug in my ass. I was so ready to be used in any way that he was able to remove it with almost no work. As soon as it was clear he began to slowly insert a dildo. Moving it back and forth. I would have been happy if he just pushed it all in at once, but I was trying to show patience. Somewhere deep down I knew he was watching out for me, it just didn’t matter to me at that moment.
Once he worked it in as deep as he wanted and had pumped it in and out a few times he said, “Don’t let this come out.” I held my breath trying to find the right muscles to hold on to it, and he waited patiently as I worked for it. I was barely breathing as I held my focus on the correct muscles. It was only a few seconds and he was back.
He pushed a wedge pillow up under me. Then he placed a second dildo at the entrance of my pussy. Holding the dildo in my ass he pushed the other in just a couple of inches and started to fuck me with it. I took the torturous stimulation without complaint for as long as I could.
“Sir please, please fuck me Sir, please.”
“What did I say about patience?” He said and pressed the dildo in my ass further in.
“Please Sir please. I’m ready, please, fuck me. Please.”
“It’s so cute when you beg me slut.” Then he finally started to fuck my ass and pussy in long, deep strokes. I moaned in relief as I finally got some of the stimulation I needed so bad. But he kept a slow rhythm. I was so close to an orgasm, but I just couldn’t reach it. I knew what he wanted now, so I gave it to him.
“Please Sir, fuck me.”
“I need to cum so bad.”
“You can take it, your my little fuck toy, and I’m not done playing with you.”
He pulled out the dildos and took turns putting just the tips in each hole and back out.
“Sir please. I can’t take it. Please just fuck me hard, fuck me so hard. Please Sir.” I was so desperate now I was on the verge of actually crying. On the verge of using a safeword. He must have sensed it because he finally gave in. He plunged the anal dildo in and out firm and fast.
I took a breath of satisfaction. “Thank you Sir, thank you.”
He continued like that for a moment. Not wanting to go back to teasing I kept begging. “Please Sir, fuck my pussy too?”
He pushed the anal dildo in and held it deep inside, then he started to fuck me with the dildo in my pussy. He pushed it deep and hard like I had asked. I let out a wild sound, a long moan for the satisfaction I needed so bad. It felt so good. My body shattered as the orgasm built frantically. He pulled the dildo from my ass and used his free hand to rub and pinch my clit.
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