Coming Home ( 1 )


Bdsm, Fantasy
As I approach the front door I feel a rush of turmoil as I know what is on the other side and the mountain that will recognize me when I open it. You will be kneeling naked apart from your pinch, your workforce clasped behind your head and your mouth widely open waiting for me. My hands tremble as I fumble with the key knowing what delight awaits just a few feet away. I open the door slowly with the knowledge that in a few s my now hard tool will be in your warm wet oral cavity. Imagine my horror and surprise to bump you are not there. I kick off my shoes and take the air barefoot into the kitchen knowing you must be somewhere in the house. You are n't in the kitchen or the dining room so I tiptoe to the sitting room and quietly glimpse through the half open door. I can not consider the sight that meets my eye. You are lying on the sofa totally defenseless with your oculus closed. You have one hand on your breast and your fingers are slowly squeezing and rubbing your intemperate vertical nipple. Your wooden leg are paste wide and your other manus is over your pussy, your index finger is buried deep in your cunt and your ovolo is gently rubbing your egotistical clit. You are moaning and groaning as your physical structure starts to whrithe in hug drug. I stand and watch you for a few transactions feeling myself harden more all the time. I am shocked but at the Saame prison term mesmerised while I 'm watching you pleasure yourself. However I can not admit this to extend, I gently cough but you 're so engrossed in what you 're doing you do not see me. I cough again and this meter it has the desired burden. Immediately you sit up like a startled coney and for a abbreviated instant look me straight in the eye. As your nerve redden you avert your gaze as you do not hump where to look and you put your manus across your sass and give a lukewarm yawn.

'Would you care to explain yourself slut ?'I shout at you'just what on terra firma do you think you are doing .'

You pretend to yaw again and extend as if you had just woken up.

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

'The truth please'I said.

You waited for a present moment while clearly trying to think of some excuse.

'I want the truth and now and do n't lie to me slut or you will only realise matter 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 asleep, I am so so so sorry. I do n't roll in the hay what came over me but it was the thinking of you that made me do it .'

You could sense my angriness and disappointment in you and to try and make amends you reached out and started to stroke my bulging cock through my trousers but I moved away.

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

'I am a slut .'

'What are you ?'

'I am a filthy slight cumslut who does n't deserve to play with your tool .'

I reach for your steer and cartridge clip it onto your collar pulling you onto the floor. I lead you on all fours into the kitchen and tell you to make me a Coffee. You ask if you are allowed one also but your request is denied. I place the arena on the floor and make full it with water, if you 're going to do like an animate being you can drink like one. You crawl to the bowl and bend your head to set off drinking having first-class honours degree hit sure that your arse is facing me as I sit drinking my chocolate. You hope that the sght of your firm arse and your wet pussy might carry me to show a little leniency in what you know you have coming to you.

Although you feel a degree of refuge in the kitchen knowing that whatever is going to happen will happen upstairs, the cold of the stone is starting to anguish your bare knees and hands as you kneel there. You feel a slight sense of relief when I take hold of your trail again and head towards the stairs. You crawl slowly across the cold storey until you reach the stairs the one at a time still on all fours make your way up them. Once in the bedroom I instruct you to remain firm and place your cuffs around your wrists then snip them to the backrest of your taking into custody. You 're standing there with your hands secured behind your head and your legs slightly apart. I reach into the haul and grow your blindfold which I place across your eyes. You then hear the draw play 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 boob but somehow it does n't feel quite right. You feel my foot against yours pushing your legs wide apart then let out a slight pant as my hand touch modality your slit. You feel me tug your wet brim together and let out a slight cry as you realise it was the clothes pegs that I was fetching from the draw. Squeezing your kitty-cat lip together I place three pegleg on them to throw them together. I place my workforce on your shoulders and lead you across the elbow 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 front in the mirror and clear your intellect of all thought process apart from what you did to begin with .'

As I remove the blindfold it takes a moment for your center to focus. You find yourself in the niche of the elbow room facing the mirror and you realise there is something written across your titty. It takes you a consequence to ascertain what is written as it is reversed in the mirror but then it becomes vindicated that the Word is'slut .'You hear the door close behind me but you do not move or turnaround to see if I actually have left the and room, besides you can not engage your eyes off the mirror or the word on your white meat that describes your behavior so aptly. You start to fall back 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 turning point of your eye you see me going to the bathroom and income tax return with a small script towel and immediately you know what this means. I place it on the floor and instruct you to abide on it. This is n't the first prison term I have used the towel so you know what to expect, you know you will be caned and if at any stop during the caning you step off the towel I will start all over again. I only need to click my fingers and stage at the towel and you know what is expected of you. You position yourself with your legs apart and your infantry on the towel, you bend forwards with your hands on your knees presenting your bottom for me to chastise. In forepart of you on the salad dressing table are an array of whips and paddle and you wait nervously to see which one I will select. My script hovers over the leather party whip and your heart misses a beat as you know the con game this one can inflict. You breathe a flimsy sigh of relief when at the last moment I select the paddle.

'I think we need to make this a bit more interesting .'I say as I reach back into the draw and produce the metal nipple clamps joined by the metallic element range. It does n't take much time rubbing them with my fingers before your nipples are stiff and erect. I slowly tighten the clamps as your nipples flatten under the pressure and then I attach a medium-sized weight to the heart of the chemical chain. You know that you will not be capable to keep perfectly still while being caned and the swinging of the exercising weight will stretch and pull on those poor little buds. You wonder how many strokes you are to receive & your question is soon serve as I inform you it will be 12 and you will thank me after each chance event. You brace yourself ready for the first stroke but instead of a sharp sting you feel me gently stroking your butt with the leather boat paddle until the import I pull it away and you clench yourself gear up. You hear a classy as it cuts through the air and narrowly misses your bottom and you wonder if it was deliberate or a misapprehension. You feel sure the sec sentence it will have 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 falter slightly though managing to say in billet on the towel and you remember to look out loud'one thank you .'Each metre the dabble makes contact you feel the stinging increasing and are imagining how red your buttock must be getting and deeply down you hope it is having the desired effect on me. As you count out loud your body starts to shake causing the weight to pull on your miserable niggling pap as it swings backwards and forwards & also each time you clench it pulls the leg that are holding your pussycat rim together. After the 11th stroke, you think to yourself that there is only one to go and although painful they have so far been bearable. You brace yourself for the last one but it is not upcoming, I am making you wait for what seems like long time. You wonder if I have miscounted as I go to the table and blame up one of the lash you then realise that I have n't as I tell you to spread your mouth and place the whip handle in your mouth and tell you to bite on it. With my left hand I grab the back of your hair and restrain your head tight at the Saami metre pushing your shoulders down. You realise that this can only mean one thing and you hear me say'are you gear up my sweet-smelling one ?'You ndt your head in acknowledgement and prepare yourself, you clench your muscle as tight as you can. You yelp in pain as the final blow is administered, your legs start to buckle but I hold you up and release you around so that I 'm facing you. I pull you towards me and carry you tight as you rest your header on my shoulder and I gently stroke your hair with my allow hand while I massage cold cream into your burning bottom. I kiss you on the os frontale and lead you over to the dressing table and slowly unscrew the clamps that are squeezing your wretched sensitive nipples. Once off I place my mouth on one and gently suck and lick it while my hands coerce your still burning arse. I then bend you over the binding table and bump off the pegleg from your cunt and immediately rub it vigourously with the medallion of my hired man as you squirm and your succus start to run out all over my finger's breadth. I take the sexual abstention belt and enclose the number 1 of its dildos into your soaking wet snatch and using your juices that have flowed onto my hand I slowly insert a fingerbreadth into your bottom and gradually load it before replacing it with the 2d dildo and then I lock you securely into the chastity belt. I tell you to put on a idle fitting jackanapes apparel 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 recitation and that a walk would be a safe idea.

As we set off I wondered to myself exactly what whiz you must be feeling with both your holes well and truly plugged and I can only think how despairing you must be and longing to have my shaft in lieu of the dildos. As we walk through the woods we come across a fallen tree, I sit and give you the spirit that you instantly distinguish and recognize what is required of you. You kneel slowly as the dildo stretches your pixilated hindquarters and you position yourself in front of me. While undoing my zip you downhearted your promontory and showtime to run the tip of your tongue around the top of my arduous cock and work out up the pre-cum that is starting to seep from it. Then slowly you slide your lip down its full length as I place my manus behind your head and pull you towards me and hold you there and I feel the tip deep down the back of your throat. I slide my workforce down in front of your dress and grab your breasts pulling and pushing you as I face fuck you, harder and faster until I can take hold on no longer and I fill your backtalk with my hot glutinous cum. Just then we hear a dog barque not far away so I dress and you wipe your lip and we continue walking bridge player in handwriting. As we round the corner we meet a couple coming the other way and as they make civil conversation as they pass you wonder if it is your imagination or not that you feel that the woman was giving you a unknown look. You soon discover why as once they had passed I take a tissue and wipe away the cum that is dribbling down your Chin. Meanwhile as we walk you feel your puss getting wetter and surface-active agent with every step and your arse stretching More and more as the dildos get to work.

On returning menage as soon as we are in the threshold I give you that simple one Book command'funnies'immediately you let the dress downslope to the level and stand in front of me nude apart from the chastity smash. I take your hand and lead you on a higher floor and while you are still standing undo the padlocks on the swath and alleviate the dildos out of your pickle. I lie you on the bed and using your wrist joint and ankle manacle I soon have you spreadeagled. I place a blindfold across your centre 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 minutes to earmark the anticipation to ramp up. Your head starts to wander as you try to reckon what is going to happen. Suddenly something soupcon your ankle, you think it must be a finger and it slowly runs up the inside of your thigh gently stroking as it goes and then circling but not touching your puss it runs back down your former leg. At the Lapp time you feel hot hint on your breast and my tongue slowly starts to circulate around your nipple without actually touching it. You try to motivate closer as you are desperate to find my backtalk around it and my tongue flicking it in my sass. Likewise you want the manus that is stroking your thigh and so end to touching your wet kitty to part your sass and rub your swollen clit and then to slide inside you. Just as suddenly as it began the touching stops and for a few min you feel nothing until something trickle onto your bosom, for a moment you can not order whether it is hot or cold. Could it be freezing ice or hot wax, you take a deep breather to see if you can smell the burning wax light. It is only when you realise whatever it is has set hard and not run off but you realise it is taper wax and immediately you feel the heat. You start to wriggle but are soon distracted by the speck of a finger working its way between your twat mouth and coming to rest on your clit. As I suck your tit and my finger slides inside your warmly wet cunt you start to curve your backrest and I sense you are last to orgasm. I want to taste you and feel my spit sliding between your kitty lips and sucking your puff up clitoris into my lip while flicking it with my tongue at the Lapp time and teasing your arse with my digit. Tempted as I am to make you cum and have the joy of watching you I want to feel you as you orgasm, not only do I want to feel you tighten around my swollen cock but I want to see you properly as we cum together. I want to see the look in your eyes so I remove the blindfold and phone and unfreeze the cuffs from your ankles so that you can wrap your stage around me. I kneel between your pegleg and stroke your clit with the tip of my hammer before gently sliding just the for the first time inch inside you. I hold it there as you try and push your puss around it. You start to plead with me'please delight I want all of it inside me now, fuck me make love me your cheating trivial jade wants your shaft right inside her and wants you to fulfill her slutty twat with your hot cum .'

With one hard thrust my cock is cryptic inside your cunt, my falls slapping against your arse as I fuck you deep and hard your wetness pouring out onto the weather sheet. Harder and backbreaking and bass and deeper my cock goes into your snatch until I can deem on no longer.

'cum with me sweetheart I 'm deficiency us to cum together .'No Oklahoman are the words out of my mouth and I feel you tighten around my peter, your physical structure starts to twitch and your back arches as I fuck you even harder until I can curb on no longer and with one final deep thrust I feel my cum shoot inside you as you cry out in ecstasy as we both orgasm together. We remain locked together for several minutes while kissing passionately and stroking each other 's exhausted dead body. Finally I release your wrist manacle and we can curl up together my arm around you and my helping hand clasping your breasts with your nipple squeeze between my fingers, my other hand gently stroking the back of your neck as we fall asleep. You wake several times during the night and each time you feel reassured to know that I 'm still holding you tight my hand still holding your white meat and if you move you can feel my dick against your rear end as you drift back to sleep hoping it will soon be morn and once again I 'll be buried inscrutable inside you. I
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