She hitch knotted one of the double strands around my big toe then tied it off to an eye bolt at the foot of the bed using the same lorry driver’s knot she used on my hands.
She repeated the process on my left leg and when she tightened the four lorry hitches I was going precisely nowhere.
She tied a small fixed loop in the fifth rope and one at a time pushed my balls through it. That was simply looped over the top rail of the beds foot board and left for later fun she told me.
Oh Rick, you poor bastard Taylor sold you down the river for a blow job! Ella wrapped the free end of the ball sack rope round her left hand gave my cock a few pumps then tugged on the ball sack rope. Now you had better show a bit of self control. If i pull hard enough on this I’ll have a new pair of earrings. You better be good with your tongue boy!
Ella straddled my chest; I’m sorry Baby another change of plan. What can I say it’s good to be a Mistress. I’m fucking flooding down there. If you drown it’s been nice knowing you if you survive ill fuck you till neither of us can stand. Don’t be in a hurry though. I love a good slow through tongueing.
At least two hours later Ella held a finger on my lips; “if you let me send a photo of you now to the girls in the club, I promise it won’t go any further. If you let me, you can have my bum. No living thing has ever been up there; only but plugs and dildos. Apart from that it has been strictly exit only until Jilly got me you to play with. Please I want to show off. I’ve never had anyone worth showing off before and now I’ve got first prize; Please.
“Do you have to show my face?”
I want to, it’s your eyes, your eyes are so fucking sexy.
I suppose if I am in this club of yours they are all going to see me sooner or later.”
“Apart from Dunmore’s posh bitch they have all seen it. I’m dying to show her what a big one looks like. Don’t get me wrong, I like her, the more I see of her the more I like her but she’s a posh girl and they are all entitled bitches.”
Of course you can darling I’m surprised you asked me. I don’t think I can say no to my Mistress Ella-May; I’m not allowed to.”
No, darling, no, you must say no if you don’t want it; anything you don’t like, if it’s not right say no, I’m not Jill, I’m learning I need you to help me get it right.
It can’t be abusive, it mustn’t ever be abusive. I’ve had abusive and I know it sucks. Then my tough worldly wise Dominatrix burst into tears and huge sobs
When she got it back together she said. “Do you know Rick; something in me woke when I saw that drawing. I knew then I was going to be something much better than Jock’s beaten wife. The bastard used to get drunk and beat me up for fun. He’s a fucking coward though He was scared of you all; he’s fucking scared of Taylor.
Then she cried again, I can’t have any more kids, Rick. He messed me up inside. She sat on the edge of the bed and sobbed. That bit doesn’t get better. You all saw the black eyes. They get better.
He got me pregnant, I didn’t want to; he raped me, he said he wanted a son. Then when he was pissed he beat me so badly I ended up in the hospital. I lost my baby. She was a tiny little girl and she was mine; the abusive bastard murdered her; but worse than that, I can never have another.
I’m so fucking useless I can’t give the man I love a baby. Jill knew the bastard nearly killed me, but no one else. After I got out of the hospital Taylor and Jan put me up for nearly 6 months. Taylor beat the ever-loving shit out of him. If Jill and I hadn’t both at least tried to pull him of I think he would have killed him before the police got there.
Jan is my very best friend. She sent you, and she says we are right for each other. Now, listen carefully, just for a second, no games. You ignore what Willy is telling you. I’ll ignore what Fanny is telling me. Do you want to be here, do you want me, and do you want to be mine?
You know the bloke Jill married, he’s my best mate. He looks after me like another brother. He knows me as well as your mate knows you, maybe, better. Do you not think he would have tipped me the wink if he thought you were not the one for me?
So Darling whatever Willy is screaming at me now; yes, I do, I really do. I want to stay with you, I want to be yours. I want to be yours when you are Mistress Ella-May, dressed in a cock hardening latex corset stockings and killer heels or You’re just my Ella wearing cut off jeans ‘v’ neck sweater and flip flops and still just as cock hardening but different.
It’s not the Taylors who made me fall in love with you. I did that all on my own fifteen years ago. I was just too much of a fucking wimp to tell you.
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