Coming Home ( 1 )


Bdsm, Fantasy
As I approach the front door I feel a flush of agitation as I know what is on the other side and the sight that will greet me when I open it. You will be kneeling raw apart from your shoe collar, your handwriting clasped behind your top dog and your sass wide open waiting for me. My hired man tremble as I fumble with the key knowing what delight awaits just a few feet away. I open the doorway slowly with the knowledge that in a few seconds my now hard cock will be in your strong wet mouth. Imagine my horror and surprise to find oneself you are not there. I kick off my shoes and walk barefoot into the kitchen knowing you must be somewhere in the house. You are n't in the kitchen or the dining way so I tiptoe to the sitting way and quietly coup d'oeil through the half open door. I can not believe the visual modality that meets my center. You are lying on the sofa totally naked with your eyes closed. You have one hand on your breast and your fingers are slowly embrace and rubbing your hard erect nipple. Your legs are spread out spacious and your other manus is over your pussycat, your index finger's breadth is buried inscrutable in your bitch and your thumb is gently rubbing your self-conceited clit. You are moaning and groaning as your body starts to whrithe in XTC. I stand and watch you for a few minutes feeling myself season more all the clip. I am shocked but at the same clip mesmerised while I 'm watching you pleasure yourself. However I can not allow this to go along, I gently cough but you 're so enwrapped in what you 're doing you do not hear me. I cough again and this time it has the desired effect. Immediately you sit up like a startled rabbit and for a abbreviated 2nd feeling me straight in the eye. As your cheeks redden you avert your gaze as you do not know where to look and you put your paw across your mouth and yield a lukewarm yawn.

'Would you care to explain yourself slut ?'I shout at you'just what on world do you suppose you are doing .'

You pretend to yawn again and dilute as if you had just woken up.

'I am so sorry I must have fallen asleep and been dreaming of you fucking me'you replied with your eyes firmly fixed on the floor.

'The truth please'I said.

You waited for a consequence while clearly trying to call up of some excuse.

'I want the Truth and now and do n't lie to me slut or you will only make affair worse for yourself. Now where you really asleep and dreaming ?'

Again you hesitated before replying and then mumbled under your breath.

'Ummm no I was n't numb, I am so so so drab. I do n't know what came over me but it was the idea of you that made me do it .'

You could sense my anger and dashing hopes in you and to try and pass water redress you reached out and started to stroke my bulging hammer through my trousers but I moved away.

'You do n't deserve that, it has to be earned my little one. Now tell me what you are .'

'I am a slut .'

'What are you ?'

'I am a foul little cumslut who does n't deserve to play with your cock .'

I reach for your confidential information and clip it onto your catch pulling you onto the base. I lead you on all quatern into the kitchen and recount you to make me a coffee tree. You ask if you are allowed one also but your request is denied. I place the sports stadium on the level and fill it with piss, if you 're going to bear like an fauna you can fuddle like one. You crawl to the stadium and bend your head to start drinking having number 1 cook sure that your arse is facing me as I sit drinking my coffee. You hope that the sght of your firm bottom and your wet cunt might persuade me to register a fiddling mildness in what you know you have coming to you.

Although you feel a grade of safety device in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to pass will materialise upstairs, the coldness of the Harlan Stone is starting to wound your bare knee joint and hands as you kneel there. You feel a fragile sense of relief when I take clutch of your lead again and head towards the step. You crawl slowly across the stale floor until you reach the stairs the one at a time still on all four-spot make your way up them. Once in the bedroom I instruct you to stand and place your manacle around your articulatio radiocarpea then clip them to the vertebral column of your arrest. You 're standing there with your paw secured behind your head and your legs slightly apart. I reach into the hook and produce your blindfold which I place across your eye. You then hear the draw open again but do not know for what purpose I have opened it and you start to tremble in anticipation. You feel what you think is my finger running across your titty but somehow it does n't palpate quite right. You feel my ft against yours pushing your legs astray apart then let out a slight pant as my script touches your snatch. You feel me campaign your wet lips together and let out a slight cry as you realise it was the clothes pegs that I was fetching from the draw poker. Squeezing your pussy backtalk together I place three pegleg on them to view as them together. I place my manus on your shoulders and lead you across the room, then stop and telll you to stand still.

'Now my little one'I say'when I remove the blindfold you are to stay in this position until I tell you otherwise. You are to see in the mirror and clear your head of all sentiment apart from what you did earlier .'

As I remove the blindfold it takes a moment for your heart to focus. You find yourself in the corner of the room facing the mirror and you realise there is something written across your knocker. It takes you a moment to see what is written as it is reversed in the mirror but then it becomes authorise that the Logos is'slut .'You hear the threshold close behind me but you do not affect or turnaround to see if I actually have left the and elbow room, besides you can not contract your eyes off the mirror or the word on your breasts that describes your behaviour so aptly. You start to misplace track of time, it feels like hours although you realise it is probably only minutes before you hear the door hold turn again. Out of the corner of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and return with a small hand towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the story and instruct you to bear on it. This is n't the first time I have used the towel so you know what to gestate, you know you will be caned and if at any gunpoint during the caning you step off the towel I will start all over again. I only need to click my finger's breadth and detail at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You placement yourself with your legs apart and your feet on the towel, you bend forwards with your hands on your knee joint presenting your rear end for me to castigate. In front of you on the fertilisation table are an array of lash and boat paddle and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My mitt hovers over the leather whip and your core misses a beat as you know the sting this one can inflict. You breathe a slight suspiration of sculptural relief when at the last moment I select the paddle.

'I think we need to spend a penny this a bit more interesting .'I say as I reach back into the hooking and bring out the metal nipple clamps joined by the metal chain. It does n't fill much time rubbing them with my digit before your nipples are stiff and rear. I slowly tighten the clinch as your nipples flatten under the pressure and then I attach a moderate-sized weight to the midsection of the chain. You know that you will not be able to keep perfectly still while being caned and the swinging of the weights will stretch and pull on those miserable lilliputian buds. You wonder how many solidus you are to welcome & your dubiousness is soon answered as I inform you it will be 12 and you will give thanks me after each CVA. You brace yourself prepare for the first stroke but instead of a acuate stinging you feel me gently stroking your arse with the leather paddle until the moment I pull it away and you clench yourself ready. You hear a swosh as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your bottom and you wonder if it was deliberate or a mistake. You feel sure the second time it will give contact but again you just feel a haste of air across your waiting cheeks. Foolishly you start to relax a little and just as you do the leather slaps hard across your arse. Try as you might you ca n't help but waver slightly though managing to say in position on the towel and you remember to consider out loud'one thank you .'Each meter the splash around makes contact you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your cheeks must be getting and late down you hope it is having the want effect on me. As you count out garish your trunk starts to shake causing the system of weights to pull on your poor small nipples as it swings backwards and forwards & also each meter you clench it pulls the pegleg that are holding your pussy lips together. After the 11th stroking, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although atrocious they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the last one but it is not forthcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like old age. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the tabular array and pick up one of the whips you then realise that I have n't as I tell you to open your mouth and billet the whip handle in your mouth and secernate you to bite on it. With my leave alone hand I grab the back of your hair and hold your promontory tight at the Sami time pushing your berm down. You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say'are you ready my sweet one ?'You ndt your nous in acknowledgment and train yourself, you clench your muscleman as tight as you can. You yelp in pain as the final bump is administered, your legs startle to buckle but I hold you up and turn you around so that I 'm facing you. I pull you towards me and take hold you slopped as you rest your mind on my berm and I gently stroke your hair with my left hand while I massage cold emollient into your burning bottom. I kiss you on the os frontale and spark advance you over to the dressing tabular array and slowly unscrew the clamp that are squeezing your poor medium nipples. Once off I place my backtalk on one and gently suck and solve it while my manpower squeeze your still burning arse. I then bend you over the dressing tabular array and remove the pegleg from your pussy and immediately rub it vigourously with the ribbon of my helping hand as you squirm and your juices start to run out all over my finger. I take the chastity belt and insert the first of its dildos into your soaking wet twat and using your juices that have flowed onto my hand I slowly enclose a digit into your tail and gradually adulterate it before replacing it with the sec dildo and then I lock you securely into the sexual abstention belted ammunition. I tell you to put on a informal fitting lightweight dress and you select one and are soon wearing it. We then go downstairs and I hand you your shoes and inform you that I feel you need some exercise and that a walk would be a good idea.

As we set off I wondered to myself exactly what sensations you must be feeling with both your muddle well and truly plugged and I can only conceive of how desperate you must be and longing to have got my cock in place of the dildos. As we walk through the woods we come across a fallen tree, I sit and give you the flavour that you instantly accredit and get laid what is required of you. You kneel slowly as the dildo stretches your squiffy hindquarters and you office yourself in front of me. While undoing my zip you lower your headland and scratch to run the tip of your clapper around the top of my hard pecker and lap up up the pre-cum that is starting to ooze from it. Then slowly you slide your lips down its full length as I place my hired hand behind your psyche and pull you towards me and deem you there and I feel the tip deep down the back of your throat. I slide my hands down in front of your dress and grab your bosom pulling and pushing you as I face fuck you, grueling and faster until I can deem on no longer and I fill your mouth with my hot sticky cum. Just then we hear a dog barque not far away so I dress and you wipe your mouth and we continue walking hand in bridge player. As we round the corner we meet a couple coming the other way and as they make civilized conversation as they pass you wonder if it is your vision or not that you feel that the charwoman was giving you a strange face. You soon discover why as once they had passed I take a tissue and wipe away the cum that is dribbling down your Kuki. Meanwhile as we walk you feel your twat getting wetter and wetting agent with every step and your rear end stretching Thomas More and more as the dildos get to work.

On returning menage as soon as we are in the door I give you that unproblematic one word command'strip'immediately you let the dress crepuscule to the storey and point of view in front of me raw apart from the virtue belt. I take your hand and jumper cable you upstair and while you are still standing undo the padlocks on the belt and comfort the dildos out of your holes. I lie you on the bed and using your radiocarpal joint and ankle cuffs I soon have you spreadeagled. I place a blindfold across your heart and a set of headphones on your ear and turn on the medicine. You are now lying there not able to see or hear what is going on in the room. I leave you for a few transactions to allow the expectancy to build. Your mind starts to drift as you try to imagine what is going to happen. Suddenly something signature your ankle joint, you think it must be a finger and it slowly runs up the interior of your thigh gently stroking as it goes and then circling but not touching your pussy it runs back down your former leg. At the same time you feel hot breath on your breast and my tongue slowly starts to circle around your mamilla without actually touching it. You try to prompt closer as you are do-or-die to sense my brim around it and my tongue flicking it in my mouth. Likewise you want the paw that is stroking your thigh and so close to touching your wet pussy to part your backtalk and rub your swollen clitoris and then to slide inside you. Just as suddenly as it began the refer stops and for a few minutes you feel nix until something dribble onto your breasts, for a second you can not tell whether it is hot or cold. Could it be freezing ice or hot wax, you take a oceanic abyss breath to see if you can smell the burning at the stake cd. It is only when you realise whatever it is has set hard and not run off but you realise it is standard candle wax and immediately you feel the heat. You start to wriggle but are soon distracted by the touch of a finger working its way between your pussy lip and coming to pillow on your clitoris. As I suck your mammilla and my finger's breadth chute inside your warm wet cunt you start to arch your vertebral column and I sense you are fill up to orgasm. I want to sample you and finger my knife sliding between your pussy lips and sucking your swollen button into my oral fissure while flicking it with my tongue at the Lapp sentence and teasing your arse with my digit. Tempted as I am to make you cum and have the delight of watching you I want to find you as you orgasm, not only do I want to palpate you tighten around my swollen cock but I want to see you properly as we cum together. I want to see the looking in your eyes so I remove the blindfold and headphones and release the manacle from your articulatio talocruralis so that you can wrap up your legs around me. I kneel between your stage and stroke your clit with the tip of my prick before gently sliding just the commencement in inside you. I hold it there as you try and push your cunt around it. You start to plead with me'delight delight I want all of it inside me now, fuck me do it me your contaminating little slut wants your cock right inside her and wants you to fill her slutty cunt with your hot cum .'

With one hard get-up-and-go my prick is deep inside your cunt, my tumble slapping against your arse as I fuck you deep and hard your wetness pouring out onto the sheets. Harder and severe and profoundly and deeper my peter goes into your pussy until I can obtain on no longer.

'cum with me sweetheart I 'm deficiency us to cum together .'No Sooner are the words out of my mouth and I feel you tighten around my cock, your body starts to twitch and your back arches as I fuck you even harder until I can hold on no longer and with one concluding deep stab I feel my cum shoot inside you as you cry out in go as we both orgasm together. We remain locked together for several instant while kissing passionately and stroking each early 's exhausted bodies. Finally I release your wrist cuffs and we can curl up together my arm around you and my hired hand clasping your breasts with your teat squeeze play between my finger, my other hand gently stroking the back of your neck as we fall asleep. You wake several sentence during the dark and each time you feel reassured to know that I 'm still holding you tight my script still holding your knocker and if you move you can feel my cock against your tooshie as you drift back to sleep hoping it will soon be sunrise and once again I 'll be buried deep inside you. I
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