“Remove yer clothes.”
We both removed our shoes, and got undressed. I had to get out of his way, so I laid on the bed. He dug around in a storage cubby, and pulled out some thick black cord, and started to unwind it.
“Stand up.”
He sat on the edge of the bed, took a length of the cord, doubled it, and wrapped it around my left wrist several times. It was loose, but not loose enough, that I could slip my hand out. He took both ends of the doubled cord, and crossed them with the wrapped cord around my wrist, and tied a bunch of special knots on the outside of my wrist, leaving about a one-foot tail on both ends. He did the same on my right wrist.
“Put yer right foot up on the bed.”
He took a longer length of cord, doubled it, and wrapped it tight around my left thigh several times, as high as possible. I got excited each time his hands brushed against my pussy, or ass while he was wrapping the cord. He took both ends of the doubled cord and tied them off the same way he did the wrist wrappings, and the knots were on the outside of my upper thigh, leaving about a one-foot tail on both ends.
“Turn around and put yer left foot up on the bed.”
He did the same on my right thigh. He used the cord tails from my right wrist, and my right thigh, and tied knots to secure my wrist to my hip. He did the same to my left wrist, and left thigh.
“Lie down in the middle of the bed, on yer back.”
I crawled on my knees (thinking, how can this look sexy?), and then flipped onto my back, with my legs straight out, and together.
“When yer restrained, I don’t want ya to speak, unless I’ve asked ya a question, or given ya permission to speak. The only time yer allowed to speak out of turn, is to tell me I’m hurtin’ ya. Do ya understand?”
“Yes.”
He picked up his pants, grabbed the buckle of his belt, and slowly pulled the belt out of the belt loops of his jeans. I could feel heat on the tops of my ears, and my ear lobes. He folded the belt in half, and held it by the ends, together in his right fist. I was getting frightened, even though I couldn’t imagine him deliberately hurting me. I did trust him… but I was afraid.
“Danny…”
He looked at his left hand, palm side up, slapped it with the belt, and locked eyes with me.
“Shh, hush now, baby.”
His low soothing growl calmed me instantly; he had me in his trance. He crawled onto the bed on his knees and straddled my thighs. He ran the folded end of the belt around my face, slowly and softly, while he spoke.
“I want ya to think of this, as an extension of my body.”
When he brushed it over my lips, I opened my mouth, and licked it. He ran it down my chin, then down my neck.
“Pain isn’t just for punishment. It can increase sensitivity, and intensify pleasure, too.”
He ran it to my left breast and circled the nipple. He lifted it, and then slapped it on my nipple, and it stung just a little. He leaned over and ran his tongue around the nipple, and then sucked it deep into his mouth, and then released it through his lips. He ran it over my right breast, and circled the nipple. He slapped that nipple harder than the other one, and I gasped, not from pain, but from the sound it made. It stung, but when he ran his tongue over my nipple, and sucked it into his mouth, it felt wonderful. It soothed the sting away, and I could feel the texture of his tongue on my nipple, inside his mouth. He released that nipple from his lips, and slapped my left nipple again, which was still hard, and sensitive. I winced from the sting, and he leaned over and took it into his mouth, sucking very hard. So hard, that I felt it in my clit; that tingling feeling. He removed his mouth from my nipple. He ran the belt down over my belly, then my abdomen.
“Open yer legs.”
I spread my legs for him, and he seized my nipple again, very hard. He stroked my outer labia with the belt, then he pushed in and stroked my inner labia, and over my clit. I moaned, and my hips rose to add more pressure against my clit. He slapped my outer labia, and I jerked my hips back. He continued stroking my outer labia, and then my inner labia, and my clit again. I moaned again but refrained from moving my hips. He used the edge of the folded belt to caress the tip of my clit, and it felt so good, I couldn’t help moaning louder, and raising my hips. He slapped my pussy again, harder this time, and I had to bite my lips not to speak. He stroked my inner labia upward, and along my clit several times.
“Yer so wet… On yer knees.”
It was difficult to do, with my arms, and hands restrained, but I stood on my knees.
“Head down.”
I leaned forward, and turned my head to the side, so I could breathe. He slowly ran the belt from the back of my neck, down my spine (I arched my back from the sensation), down my butt crack, down to my pussy, down my right inner thigh, back up to my pussy, down my left inner thigh, back up to my pussy, and then back up to my butt crack, grazing my butthole. With his left hand, he caressed both of my butt cheeks, one at a time.
“Mmm… such a sexy lil’ ass,” he purred.
He put his fingers flat on my butt crack and used his thumb to softly caress my butthole. I felt him remove his hand, move back some, and then he cracked my ass with two swift slaps; one on my right cheek, and one on my left cheek. I shrieked from the pain, but the sting was delayed, and then I could feel the heat across both butt cheeks. He moved closer behind me, and tenderly kissed and licked both of my butt cheeks. He leaned his body over mine; I could feel his cock against my pussy, then he stretched his upper body across my back, to get his mouth close to my ear.
“I know ya enjoyed that. Yer pussy is drippin’ all over my sheets.”
He dragged his body over mine, got back up on his knees, put his left hand on my hip, grabbed his cock with his right hand, rubbed the head into my wetness, inserted it into my pussy, and pushed it in, as he let go of it. He thrusted in and out, at a slow pace several times, before he started drilling into my depths. Having his entire cock fill every part of my pussy was the most amazing feeling, but the head hitting my cervix with his inward thrusts, is what made me climax almost instantly, in addition to his balls knocking against my clit. I had to bite my lips again, in order not to speak; he wasn’t holding the belt, but I was sure it was within his reach. Even though I did enjoy his spankings, the last ones on my ass were still tender.
“On yer back.”
He pulled his cock out of my pussy, and I rolled over on my side, then onto my back, and scooted to the middle of the bed, spreading my legs slightly, with my knees bent. I didn’t know what he wanted, so I waited for his cue. He crawled to me, between my legs, so I spread them wider. He stood on his knees, put his palms on my knees, and pushed them up high to my shoulders.
“Hold on to yer ankles.”
He had a smirk on his face, as he looked into my eyes. He guided his cock into my pussy, using his right hand, and then returned it to my knee. Once the head was inserted, he sunk his shaft in deep, and continued to push into me, using deep, hard thrusts that made my tits bounce upwards. I started to orgasm, from the intense jarring of my cervix; I was panting through my opened mouth. After I climaxed, he slowed his pace, slid his cock all the way out, resting the tip at the opening of my pussy, then sliding it back in, until his balls were pressed against my butthole. He repeated this, until my next orgasm, which was more intense; I began to moan, trying not to speak the words I wanted to share with him.
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