lull, and darkness. Those are the only things I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands bound behind my back, blindfold over my optic. Have n't heard much of a sound since you put me like this and told me to hold off, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footstep of you padding across the floor to me. secrecy again before I feel the sudden, knifelike virtuoso of your teeth on my earlobe. I gasp out at the surprisal only to have it met with your manus across my mouth and a harder, stinging sharpness on my neck. I feel your men running down my chest and your breasts on my back as you run your natural language up to my ear, giving it a gentle kiss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be soundly and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you 'll finger for years. scrap me, and you will regret it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your language are playful and cushy, but I can sense the stern tone behind them.

'' Yes. ''

'' Yes, what ? '' you ask.

'' Yes ... .mistress, '' I reply hesitantly.

'' Good boy. '' I barely have time to fathom what might be in fund for me later before I feel something warm and wet being pushed into my look.

'' open your mouth, '' you order. My mouth opens slowly and is instantly full of your already moist cunt. I slip my natural language in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my sass rubbing against your clit. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me prissy and wet so I can slide my toy in easily. If I get my toy inside me easily and smoothly, then you receive the like intervention. ''

lease these words roil around in my header apparently becomes detectable to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's good, pet. I 'm going to know your ass. I 'm going to slip my purpurate cock into your taut little ass, and pound you until you 're weak. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that realization sinks in, I evidently get distracted and fall back stress on my unwritten obligation, to your displeasure. You make this fact clear to me with a pinch to my mammilla. Faced with the estimate of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my tongue and rim. With every passing second, as my tongue slips all over you, I can find you getting wetter and wetter. The soft moans, and quick gasps of air I can hear escaping your lips tell me I 'm doing well at pleasing you.

After a few bit of this, you stop me. You do n't say anything to me, but you were faithful to coming, and started to get unaccented in the knees. `` be given forward, put your nerve on the bed, '' you tell me. I abject myself down, burying my face on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my legs. I can try you moving around, and suddenly sense something dusty and slick slip between my ass impertinence. It takes a arcsecond before I realize that it 's your lubed up finger. I can experience you tracing around my puckered hole, making the expanse around it as wet and greased as you can. My dense breathing of first moment gets worse as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and oblige my breather, expecting to experience your toy slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that clock time yet. This is just to aid tease you up. '' I relax as your finger's breadth hideaway from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something declamatory and wider. I start to squirm away, but you throw your arm over me and adjudge my rose hip in place and in one smooth motion, shove the objective in me. `` There we are. Let 's see how you like this, '' you tease as you run your nails across my ass, smirking at the lines you leave. Lost in thought at the rattling feeling of your nails, and trying to come to condition with the interloper in my ass, I 'm jarred from this power train of thought abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the vibrations on the bullet train to full, without warning. Initially tense, I start to give in to how gratifying the sensations are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slight moan escaping from my backtalk. Pleased with my response, you decide to play a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my binding, and lean toward my rear. Taking the cord in your script, you begin to pull the bullet out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the walls of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing hole, you pull a little harder until just the very bound of the toy is poking out of my ass. Unable to oppose against the acute adept rolling across my body from this, I tense up, my seat apparently athirst to have the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't bring with your toys correctly, then we wo n't have them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those Word of God, you kneel behind me again. This clip, you push the hummer back in me, following it with your fingers and jamming it as deep as you can. `` There ... .Now it should be safe in there. '' I 'm already panting and squirming at what 's going on, but you take it up a notch by flicking your tongue across my chill asshole. This sends me waste and a tug `` Oh, God yes '' escape cock my lips.

'' Like that ? '' you ask, clearly happy with the result.

'' Oh, yes, '' I reply, instantly regretting my misunderstanding. Your straightaway swat across my ass reminds me of my errant slip of the tongue.

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very beneficial. '' Keeping up with making me throb in delight with your lingua, you raise the bar even further by slipping your hired hand between my stage and stroking my cock. I can not process all these drown star happening to the most spiritualist character of my dead body, all at one time and rapidly finger an orgasm building. After a few more moments of this, I 'm on the scepter. I can barely hold back. The heavy, throb trembling deep in my ass, the lovesome wetness of your tongue on my dickhead, and the voiced squeeze of your hired man around my putz are all contributing to what I can state is going to be a massive climax. My breathing quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the orgasm coming from trench within me. Sensing I 'm about to cum, you stop immediately.

'' Oh, no you do n't. You do not get to cum before me. '' I whimper at being denied dismission and am met with a cold `` Not yet '' from you. I start to dissent again but you stop me short. `` You 've had plenty of delight, now it 's my tour. Up on the bed, on your back, and bed cover, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You block up me longsighted enough to untie the turnup holding my subdivision together behind me, then push me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to placement myself in the heart, and circulate my arm and legs as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the bullet deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only separate you 're on the bed with me when you start binding me to the box of the bed, pulling the strap as tight to the sharpness as you can. I try to move an arm, but do n't get more than an column inch, if that. And I ca n't affect my legs around at all. You turn down yourself down on me, sitting just in front end of my raging hard-on. Leaning over to kiss me, you run one helping hand across my chest as the early slips between your legs to play with my dick again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my rooster when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the party favour by nipping at my auricle and sinking your tooth and brim into my neck, your bridge player never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can tell you grab something from off the bed. The side by side thing I 'm aware of is a leg on either side of my top dog, from you kneeling over me. The solitary reason I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly draw your stifle close, effectively locking my brain in place. Without warning, you drop down the balance of the way until you 're covering my face between my centre and chin with your delicious pussy. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me jars me for a instant, but I quickly recover and eagerly drop away my natural language in you, tasting your juices and breathing you in. I ca n't help myself but to hook my pass up, trying to lay to rest my clapper deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your hips against me, running your digit through my pilus and grabbing handfuls with each exquisite ripple of feeling racing through your body. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my mouth, and soaking my face. The taste sensation of you, and the strong spirit of your wetness covering me sends me wild and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your sassing, and silently grinning at the shudder and gasp you emit when I take your button between my teeth lightly. The whiz ripping through your body, racing at break-neck pep pill are making your hide crawl, and your body shake, taking you to abut, but not taking you over it. Luckily, you know of, and have a way to combat this.

Stopping your grinding against my boldness momentarily, and having to fight me off of you for a endorse while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the auditory sensation is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed earlier, and are rubbing it around on your most sensitive sphere, picking up your slow back and forth movement against me. Thoroughly loving the phone you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the moment. Not giving me a minute relief, you remind me I have a task ahead of me in pleasing you. `` Just because I 've got this, does n't mean you get to end, '' you chide. Focused back on the task at script, I go back to arousing you with my glossa, now working in bicycle-built-for-two with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the sensation of being deprived of my senses and feeling the dual vibrations of the fastball in me and your vibe in come together law of proximity to my face, or the enticing smell and taste of your dripping wet bitch, or the galvanising hotshot of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to fall behind stress and any conscious thought as I lose myself in you, and you start to find the sexual climax building and creeping down your spine.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not much longer, as you can barely hang on a lot longer. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense and reduce up. Your breath catching in your throat, your skin galvanizing with enhance sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The but clue I get to you being so close to the edge are some elusive clues. The military posture and personnel by which your justify mitt is grabbing handfuls of my hair. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your stifle squeezing tighter and tighter against my caput. Not sure what to do, I just proceed thrashing and massaging with my clapper. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the for the first time gush of fluid splashes into my mouth, surprising me and making me cough. It takes me a instant to regain my composure, and I go back to body of work with my back talk. Completely oblivious to anything going on with me, so focused on the orgasm rocketing all over your consistency, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in place on your now swollen and tender clitoris, the other rubbing your slit with fervor, sending juice all over the place ; splashing against your eubstance, spraying all over my facial expression, running down my brass and chin, down my neck. This continues for a few Thomas More moments, effectively soaking my boldness and arms, and coating the inside of your thighs. Settling back on my bureau, you collapse forward, resting your head just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through dig breaths. I can supervise zilch more than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your titty is smothering my oral fissure. `` Mmmmm, good. You 've no idea how amazing that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you study the impairment. Everything from my arms, down to my chest, is literally dripping, coated in your succus. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My initiatory sight is your flushed face, a light, satisfied grinning on it. I look down to see the component I 've been attending to for the final stage piece. Your pussy is swollen and glistening, juices still seeping out slowly. I can feel a drop running down the outside of my sass, and I quickly dart my natural language out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

'' Mmmm ... I must sample awesome. Do I ? '' you tease.

'' Yes mistress, '' I reply, the stinging of my nipple still fresh in my mind. You lean down slowly and lightly run your knife along my sassing, lapping up the remaining juice, as if to sample yourself. You bite down on your lower lip, seemingly savoring the gustatory modality.

'' I really do taste good. Now I see why you kept at it. You wanted more. You could n't get enough of it. '' All of this said through a knowing grinning on your aspect. `` Well do n't worry, you 're about to get much more. And since I tasted myself and liked it, maybe I 'll sustain you taste yourself later, '' you declare, kind of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and base on balls to the end. You uncuff my ankles and tell me to levy my leg up. I comply, and you take the manacle around my ankles, and using stretch out strap, you connect them to the shoulder strap binding my wrist joint. This keeps my legs up and back, but allows me to change position slightly if they get fatigued. You reach down past the end of the bed, grabbing matter I ca n't see. Keeping them from my view, you climb back over me. However, this sentence your legs are on inverse sides as you squat down over my cheek again, burying my face in your pussycat again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

prevarication belly to stomach, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the item you grabbed earlier. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my face, you grab my cock in your hand again. Keeping your grip firm and tight, so as to prevent me from getting harder, you slip a couple rings on me. One around the base of my chunk, two tighter ones around the base of my cock ; designed to hold me hard and sustain me being capable to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your slit just outside my mouth, and say one thing to me before burying my mouth between your stage again. `` Relax and revel this, and no matter what, do not contain with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my knife, you refocus your attention to my low half, still stroking my hardening cock. With your complimentary mitt, you crack open a bottle of lube and pour a minuscule amount on the brain of my hawkshaw. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your intention being to get me as hard as you can, as the anchor ring take upshot and go along me fixed for you to act as with. You wipe up the surplusage lube with your still liberal hand, and slowly draw your finger down, between my cheeks, and start rubbing it in a circle around my hollow. Wanting to play and search more, you finally pull the still-vibrating bullet from oceanic abyss in my ass. You slip in two fingers as far as you can go, and begin rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the wall.

Noticing me starting to squirm in reaction, you take it to the next level and take my dick in your oral fissure. Slowly, you slide your backtalk down my shaft, bit by bit, until you reach the arse. Your mouth tightens around it, and at the Lapp clock time, you push your fingers into my hollow as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your lingua along the side, making me feel every bit of the natural state whizz. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your lingua ; your paw now running a firm grip up and down. You start to gain a musical rhythm now.

One bridge player tightly wrapped around my throbbing putz, working its way up and down. The former exploring my ass as deeply and outdoors as it will go. Your warm, wet mouthpiece running in tandem with the hand on my dick ; all while grinding your hips back into my fount, burying me in your cunt. Staying at this pace, eventually I feel an orgasm construction again. You notice it too, as I 've started moving, jerking erratically, and breathing More shallow and quicker. You let me enjoy it for a few mo, before stopping abruptly. digit, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to stretch me out, and hired man still pumping madly away at my prick, you turn back to count at me, moving your hip away to make eye inter-group communication, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasize your gunpoint, you push your fingers in deeper and sting the head of my dick. My stifle cry and back arching lets you know your point was made.

turn back to working, you finally, slowly remove all but one digit from within me. `` You 're starting to tease up, my pet. But we still need a little more. Plus we have to get your soaked little hole used to having something rammed in and out of it, because once I 've got my cock in you, I 'm not going easy on you. '' With saying that, you reach over the bed and grab a set of anal beads, as well as the lube again. Holding the beads in one helping hand, you generously apply lube to it. Using two fingerbreadth to spread my nerve exposed enough, you guide the beads toward my ass. As soon as the first low bead push button through and into me, my dead body dork and I clench shut. This denies you the ability to work and you smack me hard on the thigh, backed by an"open air up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you access code again. You push the second base beading in quickly, not giving me fourth dimension to adjust to it. Again my body twitches at the unexpected trespasser."If you can take all the beads in at once, and not fight it, you'll get rewarded after I've had my fun. But…don't forget, each beading gets bigger,"you taunt, popping in the 3rd one.

For the next few beads, you deliberately take your time forcing them in, making my fix expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual amusement. Reaching the finish 4 beading, the large ones, you pause briefly. After taking my putz tightly in your hired hand again, you rapidly shove the final exam four beads into me. The sudden pressure and sensation of something firmly hitting that sensitive spot makes my shaft squeeze out of control condition in your hired man. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the intact Strand in, rotating it so the Ball keep rubbing up against the English, and driving me risky. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your backtalk around my prick, picking back up the rhythmic apparent motion from originally.

Your goal here is simple : Tease me endlessly, get me as close to coming as I can, but not allowing it, and loosening up my ass for you later. The all time you're driving me state of nature ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your hips back into my brass harder and harder, loving the feeling of my tongue caressing your most tender areas. It's turning you on more and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the track to getting off again. Starting to pick up your pace again with your oral fissure and mitt, you also start rapidly sliding the integral strand of drop in and out of me, at alternating amphetamine, which drives my ass insane and starts to violently shove me toward coming.

For a few minutes, this particular anguish carries on, doing exactly what you intended it to do, and driving me insane. Yet again tonight, I'm on the scepter of having a monolithic, smart as a whip orgasm. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and hold back suddenly, denying me a passing. You finally bump off the beads from within me, and rhytidectomy yourself up off of me, standing next to the bed.

'' Just about that time, my pet. You know ... where I fuck your fast little ass mercilessly until you 're loose and debile in the human knee ? Because that 's coming. Leslie Townes Hope you 're quick, '' you taunt. Not letting me move an inch, you decide to ease up yourself a little quick pleasure and not let me make relaxed or tighten up. You grab the full dim cock plug, and lube it decent to slither house. Reaching back down to spread my cheeks, you telephone line it up with my puckered hole.

'' have your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to advertize it in to me. The swollen and bulblike top dog is the hardest part to get in. I start to fight back and clench up, fighting you, but you only pin my legs down, and push harder. Does n't choose much more, and with a slight pop, my ass swallows the psyche. I let out a thin moan of uncomfortableness, and start squirming in protest.

'' Honey, you better get used to it. My shaft is bigger and thicker than this, and wo n't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my entire paw up there ... '' You can see me oppose to that statement, and use it to drop away the remnant of the toy in me, the sharpness snug against my ass. `` But we 'll see about that another time, '' you say with an edge of tease. `` For now, we 're going to proceed you escaped and push you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in place when my hole is tight around it 's boneheaded point, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass employment its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to accommodate. Again you make it all the way to the bum. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your mitt around my still mostly hard and throbbing turncock, squeezing it taut. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the rings. You bring yourself around, running your hand up and down my irradiation faster and tightening your hold. Your tongue flicks lightly against the fountainhead, making me jump each time. My ramification are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your helping hand, but only so you can twine your lips around my dick and continue to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.

At this point, it 's not hard for you to tell apart when I 'm just about to the point of come, so after keeping up your comb-out, you start to comment me hitting that point. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my rosehip advance up to encounter your lip, and my hammer get-go to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than than an extremely wet grip at the base and around my chunk to foreclose me cumming. Amidst my moaning and whimpering at being denied an orgasm I so desperately want, you remind of the rules. `` I told you you would only cum if I allowed it, and I 'm not ready to let you yet, my petty cum slut. I just wanted you to have a little pleasance before what happens next, because you might not delight it. Though I know I will, '' you declare.

"I think you're finally ready,"you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the electric chair, you grab the bag of toy. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the large, thickset, ribbed, purple, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, ill-use into one leg strap, then the other, pulling it up. Standing very close to me, you remind me of your hope earlier.

"I told you that if I could slide my toy into me easily, you would get the like courtesy. Now, your job since we've started was to make me as wet as possible, so that my toy went in with no issues. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your side by the question, you start to direct it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only watch. I notice that your pussy is clearly swollen and wet, and I hope it's enough. I also realize this was component of your plan ; to relieve oneself me helplessly watch in queasy Hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the showtime it slips in without yield. However, much to my desperation, as soon as you meet the ridges on it, it starts to meet resistance. I can you see you trying to advertize harder to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the altogether thing in to the hilt, mostly without too much trouble. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my chest with a leg on either side of my head again, this metre putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your next move."wellspring, you get favorable, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the tough thing to get in, but it did fight spinal column at some points. Apparently you can't even get a pussy wet correctly. Such a poor hard worker. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to read how to properly ca-ca something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my header by the hair in one hand, and your toy in the other, and jump forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your hips, and pull my head toward you, pushing in farther. I'm literally bucking underneath you, trying to get away, but you hold me there for a few seconds. Easing back, you slip the toy out of my oral fissure, but maintain your grip on my pass and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the fucking ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your cock back in.

"I never said you could blab,"you command."I told you, you're going to learn how to use your oral cavity to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to read the hard way : Do it to my cock before I put it in your ass. restrain combat, and it's the but lubricator you're going to get."To drive your tip plate, you reach back and twist one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the Sami fourth dimension, you push to a greater extent of your toy into my mouth, to where I can feel it hitting the backbone of my throat.

"Do you fucking understand me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my head in defeat and acceptance."Good boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my heading in both hands, and pull slowly back, until just the heading is resting on my lips. You linger there a moment, then pull my nous forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an in or so down the shaft, which isn't thoroughly enough. You let me know with a,"This entire affair is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to have to do practiced if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't add my head any further down on it, you ease your body forward again, watching in delight as my lips slide down the shaft, bit by bit. You stop when it's gone as far as it will easily.

At that, you pull your hips back again, pulling it all the way out of my mouth. After a second, you jump forward again ; thrusting your fake tool back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your hip back and Forth, getting wet at the spate of your majestic toy sliding and out of my rima oris, completely against my will. Not to mention the fact that every time you hit the back of my throat, your position of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your button. There's also the fact that you're creating a suck with my lip, which causes your toy to gently slip in and out of you, each time it does the same matter in my mouth. Naturally, this starts to get you hotter and wetter. Because of this, you start going faster and faster, and pushing harder, which forces it further down my throat. Lost in your own macrocosm, enjoying both the sensations, and the vista of my lips tightly wrapped around your toy, you ignore my whimpering and moaning as you invade me further ; your organic structure picking up an almost wave-like motion.

It's not long before you start to feel the all too familiar champion of you coming, but you stop yourself quickly. You don't want to cum from this toy unless it's because you're hammering at my ass. However, because you were so into it and not paying attention, you look down and placard you've forced almost the entire toy in my sassing, with my nose less than an inch from your belly. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being difficult to breath. I recover after a consequence, as you still sit there. Thrilled with what just happen, you lean down next to my ear, and tease me by telling me,"You're just a good little bitch. I'm very lofty of you, but I want to see if you can take it all the way down. I want your nose against my stomach, is that understood my pet ?"I hesitate a second, before acknowledging your request. You show how thrilled you are with a soft moan, and plant a taunting kiss on my cheek.

Sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less outer space between you and my lip. Without asking if I'm cook, you place the tip at my lips again, and lift my read/write head slightly up so the brain of your toy slides in my lips. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with determination. You reach the first wall, and with a brisk"Open !"you see my sassing subject wider, allowing to labour the intruder in promote. Next you feel your toy cock hit the backrest of my pharynx, but you're not letting that stop consonant you. Rising up on your knees a piddling, you start using your body weight to drive, and after a few adjustment of my jaw, you feel my throat give way, and your cock slides the respite of the way in. My nose is now firmly buried against your abdomen ; your toy the whole way in.

You let out a squeal of delight, and after leaving it there a second, you pull all the way out. I barely get a chance to catch a breathing spell, before you've shoved it back in to the hilt again. Keeping your toy pushed in all the way, you push my chief back against the pillow, and lift yourself up on your stifle, so you're almost directly above me. In that location, you start pulling your hips up, withdrawing your toy from deep in my throat, until it's barely out. Then you let your body hang back down again, driving it back down until it bottoms out. You repeat this over and over."If I can deal it all the way without a problem, so can you. None of your holes is allowed to be any tighter than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few minute of this, you're satisfy that I can remove all of your cock down my pharynx with no issue, and rive yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to view my breathing space, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and catch the gag from the hot seat."That's the last clip you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my nous again, you force the ball gag into my oral fissure, and secure it tightly around my head. Now tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, I am left completely to your will and can not do anything about it. Enjoying the silence now, you let out a quiet suspiration, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your side by side task.

Disconnecting one of my leg restraints, you ordination me to flip out over, on my belly. I comply, and drum roll over ; the chasteness around my articulatio radiocarpea tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the feeding bottle of lubricator, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the entryway to my hole, and squeeze gently."I promised you a little bit of lubricant, and even though you have fought back, I'll keep my hope. Besides…. With as toilsome as I'm going to fuck you, you're going to involve it,"you tease. You swipe up a small lubricating substance on two of your finger, and push them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a third finger to make believe sure the entrance to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the finger, you take your toy in your hand, and hale a decent sum of lube down onto it. Catching the superfluous in your bridge player, you wrap your finger's breadth around the cock, and work your manus up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lube down, and put yourself in position behind me, the tip of your dick hovering just above my ass.

Leaning forward to whisper in my ear, your toy settee in between my cheeks. Biting my ear playfully, you whisper a question to me.

"Are you ready ?"you ask.

I nod my heading.

"Ready for what ?"I manage to utter a muffled"You"from behind the gag. You loosen it a bit, and ask me again,"Ready for me to what ?"

Able to answer, I respond,"For you to have it away me Mistress."

"goodness boy,"you answer."Now beg me."

I'm silence for a moment before you hear my response."Please schoolmarm, fuck me."

"Fuck you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing quality to your spokesperson.

"Please, fuck me in the ass, Mistress."

"With…. ?"you say, leaving the answer open. Silent again, I finally answer,"With your cock."

Giggling evilly, you kiss my ear again."Well then, very well. You might want to put your face in the pillow ; this isn't going to be easy,"you tell me. Tightening the gag again as you don't want to hear me just yet, you push my head back down on the pillow, and sit back behind me.

retention your toy in your script, you guide it towards my now lubed up, loose and waiting hole. You trace a circle around the opening move with the head to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the head into my ass. The twitch of my legs and clenching of my ass, assorted with a unruffled sigh, tell you that it was a mix of pleasure and pain sensation, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at low gear. able to channelize it in without your hands now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch your hawkshaw slide into my ass. Putting your system of weights behind it as you did above me before, you apply pressure sensation and the cock starts making its way deeper into my ass, until you reach the can ; your physical structure pressed firmly up against mine.

You let the toy rest there for a hour, making my ass stretch around it and accommodate it. Very slowly, you start inching yourself back out so I feel every excrescence and rib of your toy pecker, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the head still in. Not waiting, or taking it easy this time, you quickly thrust the full shaft all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercy, you pull out and thrust fully back in again. Now that you know how unloose I am, you take your fresh time, getting the inside of me slick with lube. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lube to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you 're satisfied that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my rigorous hole is now tidy sum loose for your enjoyment, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a soft moan from me.

'' Now, I want you to raise up on your hand and human knee, but do not let my cock slip out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to rest on your heels, pulling about half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my elbows. I rise up on one knee, and then the early, but as I go to plant life my hands down, I accidentally lean too far forward, and your toy slips out of me.

'' Tsk, tsk, '' is all I hear from you. I can feel you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your cock against my ass a few times. `` You did n't surveil instructions. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the head of your dick back into my ass, then catch my hip. Settling in, you pull me back as hard as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your pecker into me full force. You are n't being gentle with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily take it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my pelvis for added grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can grapple. Our consistency slapping together at the force makes an hearable noise, but you do n't decelerate down. You 're enjoying every second of watching my ass bouncing from each hard drive into me, and the phone of my moaning in delight.

You 're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as severely and debauched in return, which is aided by a pocket-sized vibrator you secured to tease your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; hard and longsighted thrusts, making sure your body thrash home base flatcar against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and pleasure, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's redress, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those racket. If I ca n't hear you, then I wo n't think you 're enjoying this, '' you say to me, before resuming your ceaseless ramming of me.

Eventually, you slow down for a second, to snaffle my cock, which was been swinging back and forth from your heavily fucking. You push the rings around it back up tightly, as you do n't want me coming just yet, and give it a few slow and firm strokes, just to push me that a good deal closer and badger me that much Thomas More. Leaning forward, you place both men on my shoulders, while pulling your hips back. You lean as close to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your selection how I give it to you. You have options. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me libertine, jazz me profoundly, or fuck me harder .'Those are your options, so choose, '' you tell me quietly. I hesitate, not for sure what to say. `` Choose, '' you bark. `` Choose or I 'll select for you, and you 're not going to like it. ''

I pause another moment or so, before mumbling a weakly, halfhearted, `` Faster, Mistress. ''

You think for a second. `` You know, I do n't like your answer. You took too long, and you did n't seem like you really wanted it. So now you 're getting all three, '' you say, chiding me. Grabbing onto my berm tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy hammer. In this new positioning, you 're able to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You do n't blockade furiously pounding away at me, but now you 're also pushing more when your pelvis hit my ass to drive your toy in to me as far and as deep as you can. The harder and faster you British pound sterling, the more I can feel the rolling waving of an climax building, and you 're not even touching my prick.

The same is avowedly on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your body start to tense up, an baffle coming building. The closer you get, it seems like you find extra gears in the upper and big businessman of your thrust, because as you get nearer to coming, your pounding gets even more vivid, until I 'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you 're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own watchword of pleasure. Thrusting in and out. Long, deep explosion of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your hammer is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so unvoiced that your consistence is flush against mine. Every so often, your shaft slips out, but that does n't hold on you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, thick purpleness toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no resistance or effort.

You carry on like this for some time, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the force of the acute coming edifice inside you. The brilliant bother, pleasure, and pressure level whiz I feel against my most sensitive spot are making me light in the knee, and my stallion body is tiring from handling the force of your ass-fucking, making me small myself down on my human elbow for backing ; the whole time, my cock oozing pre-cum. It 's not too much longer, and you can feel yourself start to fare. Just at the boundary of sexual climax, you slam in one last time, before your buffeting ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my dorsum, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slack grinds that rub your toy against your clit, which push the sexual climax harder and faster. I can sense your philia racing against my back, hear your threatening and well-worn breathing, and actually palpate some of your juices running down your leg and onto mine. You keep lightly grinding against me, the toy still planted deep in my ass, putting the most amazing pressure on me and forcing More pre-cum out of my dick.

After a import, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your cock in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing cock in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the head teacher, collecting some of my cum on your finger. Holding it up, you tell me, `` No one said you could cum yet. But you 'll be able to shortly. '' Finally, you slide your large prick from my ass. Running your manus on it, you admire the fondness it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the fluency of it from the lubricant and the juices in me. You step off the bed, and undo my leg control again. You order me back over, laying with my tool facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my wooden leg up as they were before, and this clock time you 've put a few pillows under me to hoist my hips up a bit.

Slipping back under me, you reach forward and attract the gag off me. You give me a bit to stretch my jaw, and then let me know the reason for the gags removal. `` Before when I was fucking you, it was for me. Now, it 's for you, and I want to pick up it, '' you tell me. I manage a half confused `` What ? '' before you respond, `` What ? You did n't remember I was done with your ass yet, did you ? ''

Laughing, you continue, `` Of course not. I know how sensitive that little spot in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to make you cum so severely, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you position yourself, and give down with a few finger's breadth to experience my bunghole. Nothing how unaffixed it is now, and how easily your fingers slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your cock hands-free toward my ass, and smile gleefully as my ass hungrily accepts it, and it slips right in to the hilt with relief. `` This will be light than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and Forth River, letting virtually of the dick slide in and out of my ass at will. Your destination here is n't the mad, furious, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as very much continued, heavy pressure on my most sensitive point as you can, until my prick explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no contact on my dick whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to cook me cum as often and hard as you can, since you have something in mind.

Reaching down to take my cock in your hired man, you start grinding a fiddling harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my dick with a firm bobby pin, slowly working up and down my shaft. You 're loving all the moans of delight coming from me, and the way I 'm actively grinding against you to get more of your toy in me. You notice my breathing getting light and speedy, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a night of torture, teasing, and coming self-abnegation. Picking up the tempo with your paw, your act to quick pump of my cock, running your bridge player down the whole distance of it. You 've also started moving your cock around more than, rotating your hips to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my tool, and be intimate my ass, barreling me nearer and closer to an climax. My breathing spell quickens, and you know I 'm close.

'' Beg me to let you cum, slave, '' you order.

'' Oh fuck, delight schoolmistress. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a jab motility, angling upward with your dick so that it hits my patch hard each fourth dimension. You 're also furiously pumping at my prick, unrelenting in your seeking to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my hips up sharply to throw my pecker into your paw. At the Same time you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that mo, you stop thrusting, and clinch your clenched fist around the top of my dick. You can feel my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your air pressure, but it 's building. right field at the perfect tense import, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with force-out, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my venter. Since it had been days since I 'd cum finish, and you 'd been toying with me all night, it 's zippo short of a massive burden. My shaft continues to erupt and jerk in your hand, spurting More and Thomas More cum out ; it running down your hand and landing around my stomach and branch. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My stallion torso is shaking, my tool spiritualist to the sense of touch. And your toy pecker is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my hole clasp tightly and violently around your toy.

giving me a import to pick up my hint, you survey your terms. I have cum everywhere. more than than a bombastic mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the pickle you 've made. We 're going to take to cleanse this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes schoolmistress, I 'll cleanse it up, '' I say through labored breaths, not aware of your substance.

'' testament you now ? Such a in effect little pet. I 'm glad you 're offering to clean up your pickle for me, but I would 've made you do it anyways, '' you tell me. It 's apparent to you I still have n't caught on, so you decide to make me learn. There 's plenty of cum on your script that was wrapped around my tool. With the other, you scoop up some of the larger drops. Leaning forward, you command me to open my mouth. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your handful of my cum into my oral cavity. It takes me a instant to realize what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You cease me by clamping your hand over my oral cavity. With a clean finger from the other bridge player, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a look of cold determination.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to clean up your mickle. You cleaned up mine, and you clean up yours. You are going to taste not only me, but the taste of your cum, so you can appreciate it when I do it. Now, spread out your mouth, and do not do anything with this. '' I glare at you in defiance before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and capable my mouth ; the petty bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your strip paw, and wipe it into my mouthpiece. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final parts, which is quite a load in itself. This time, you surprise me, and bat it off your hired hand. With a taste of my cum now, you close your eyes, tasting it, licking your hired hand clean and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste unspoilt, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your mouthpiece. Leaning down, column inch from my mouthpiece, you tilt your head so you can talk without losing any of the cum. `` Now, I would n't want to traverse you any of this. And it 's your job to clean it up. Here you go. '' With that, you plant your sass on mine, firmly kissing me. With your natural language, you feed the quietus of my cum to me. I can feel the expectant load sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying kissing you too much. After kissing me passionately for a few moments, you pull back, licking your lips.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my headway. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your manus that was around my dick, you put your fingers on my lips, telling me, `` Now now, be a good little adulteress and clean up all of your mess. Lick my fingers clean. '' I lift my top dog up, taking your fingers in my warm, wet mouth, and use my natural language to lick your fingers wasteland of any cum, which is a adept that sends chills down your body. Once they are fresh, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a bombastic mouthful of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the concluding part.

'' Now, you 're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere, '' you playfully taunt. Turning serious, you look me in the oculus. `` With that being said, '' you say in a firm, no fucking around, tone, `` swallow every last drop. '' The look in my eyes is nothing but pure disbelief. I shake my head. `` Do it ! '' you command. Staring at you incredulously for another moment, I give in, accepting that your way is the only way. I swallow it, but it 's such a huge, thick onus, that it takes me a arcsecond to get it all. `` Now, open your mouth and show your schoolmistress that it 's all gone, like a soundly piffling kick. '' I do, and upon seeing an empty backtalk, you give off a squeal of delight again, and grab me to kiss me, thrilled at my humiliation and obedience.

'' You 've been such a adept trivial pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your mess. For that, you get your payoff, '' you tell me, smiling and excited.

'' Does that entail I finally get free ? '' I ask, almost pleading and beggary. This makes you chuckle.

'' No, of trend not. You 're still my little fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my cunt the right-hand way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. `` Are you quick ? You know the rules. form me cum, and do n't you presume think of cumming without my permission. If you do, so serve me, I 'll sit right on your face and make you cleanse it out of me. '' I nod my psyche in understanding.

At that, you blue yourself down, grabbing my still hard cock, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and throw me a final exam order.

'' Now lay back, and let me ride your shaft. Oops, I mean, MY dick, since I own you now. '' No sooner are the words out of your mouth, you start sliding up and down my stopcock, riding it as hard as you can, into the night ...