tranquil, and wickedness. Those are the only things I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands limit behind my back, blindfold over my eyes. Have n't heard much of a strait since you put me like this and told me to waitress, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footsteps of you padding across the floor to me. silence again before I feel the sudden, sharp-worded sensation of your teeth on my ear lobe. I gasp out at the surprise only to have it met with your hand across my mouthpiece and a harder, stinging bite on my neck. I feel your hands running down my pectus and your breasts on my back as you run your tongue up to my ear, giving it a diffused candy kiss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be good and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you 'll feel for days. combat me, and you will regret it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your words are playful and soft, but I can feel the tail 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 store for me later before I feel something affectionate and wet being pushed into my face.

'' Open your mouth, '' you order. My mouth opens slowly and is instantly entire of your already moist bitch. I slip my tongue in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my mouth rubbing against your clit. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me skillful and wet so I can slip my toy in easily. If I get my toy inside me easily and smoothly, then you receive the same treatment. ''

Letting these words roil around in my foreland apparently becomes noticeable to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's powerful, pet. I 'm going to fuck your ass. I 'm going to slip my royal cock into your tight piddling ass, and pound sterling you until you 're weak. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that realization sinks in, I evidently get distracted and lose focus on my oral duties, to your displeasure. You make this fact exonerated to me with a arrest to my tit. Faced with the idea of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my tongue and sassing. With every overtaking second, as my tongue slips all over you, I can feel you getting tight and wetter. The soft moans, and speedy gasps of air I can hear escaping your sass tell me I 'm doing well at pleasing you.

After a few minutes of this, you stop me. You do n't say anything to me, but you were close to coming, and started to get rickety in the articulatio genus. `` Lean forward, put your face on the bed, '' you tell me. I lower myself down, burying my boldness on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my pegleg. I can get word you moving around, and suddenly sensation something cold and slick cutting between my ass cheeks. It takes a endorsement before I realize that it 's your lubed up finger's breadth. I can feel you tracing around my puckered jam, making the region around it as wet and greased as you can. My heavy breathing of expectation gets speculative as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and hold my breathing place, expecting to finger your toy lantern slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that time yet. This is just to help loosen you up. '' I relax as your finger's breadth retreats from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something larger and wider. I start to writhe away, but you throw your arm over me and bind my pelvis in place and in one smooth out motility, jostle the object 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 marvelous feeling of your nails, and trying to arrive to terms with the intruder in my ass, I 'm jarred from this train of thinking 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 pleasurable the sensations are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slender moan escaping from my sassing. Pleased with my reaction, you decide to play a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my back, and lean toward my rear. Taking the electric cord in your hand, you begin to pull in the smoke out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the wall of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing jam, you pull a fiddling harder until just the very edge of the toy is poking out of my ass. ineffectual to fight against the intense wizard rolling across my body from this, I tense up, my derriere apparently hungry to have the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't bet with your miniature correctly, then we wo n't have them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those words, you kneel behind me again. This meter, you push the bullet 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 pass by flicking your lingua across my chill asshole. This sends me baseless and a labored `` Oh, God yes '' escape valve my lips.

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

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

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very good. '' Keeping up with making me shudder in delight with your lingua, you raise the bar even further by slipping your bridge player between my legs and stroking my cock. I can not process all these overpowering virtuoso happening to the most sensible parts of my physical structure, all at one time and rapidly feel an orgasm building. After a few more consequence of this, I 'm on the verge. I can barely hold back. The with child, thrill palpitation deep in my ass, the warm wetness of your clapper on my asshole, and the soft squeezing of your mitt around my cock are all contributing to what I can order is going to be a monolithic climax. My breathing quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the orgasm coming from oceanic abyss 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 spill and am met with a cold `` Not yet '' from you. I start to protest again but you stop me suddenly. `` You 've had plenty of pleasance, now it 's my good turn. Up on the bed, on your back, and ranch, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You stop over me long enough to undo the cuffs holding my weapons system together behind me, then push me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to posture myself in the middle, and spread my weaponry and legs as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the fastball deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only narrate you 're on the bed with me when you start binding me to the niche of the bed, pulling the straps as tight to the edge 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 incite my legs around at all. You lower yourself down on me, sitting just in presence of my raging hard-on. Leaning over to kiss me, you run one hand across my dresser as the other teddy between your branch to play with my cock again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my shaft when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the favor by nipping at my spike and sinking your tooth and brim into my cervix, your manus never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can order you grab something from off the bed. The next thing I 'm aware of is a leg on either side of my psyche, from you kneeling over me. The alone reason I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly pull your knee close, effectively locking my head in place. Without warning, you drop down the relaxation of the way until you 're covering my boldness between my middle and chin with your delectable pussy. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me jars me for a second, but I quickly regain and eagerly skid my tongue in you, tasting your juice and breathing you in. I ca n't avail myself but to rustle my headspring up, trying to bury my clapper deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your hips against me, running your fingers through my hair and grabbing fistful with each exquisite ripple of feeling racing through your eubstance. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my mouth, and soaking my face. The taste perception of you, and the warm feeling of your wetness covering me sends me dotty and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your lips, and silently smile at the shudder and gasp you emit when I take your clit between my tooth lightly. The sensations ripping through your body, racing at break-neck speeds are making your skin crawling, and your body shake, taking you to march, but not taking you over it. Luckily, you know of, and have a way to combat this.

Stopping your grinding against my face momentarily, and having to crusade me off of you for a mo while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the strait is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed earliest, and are rubbing it around on your most sensitive area, picking up your slow up 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 second rest, 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 stop, '' you chide. Focused back on the project at hand, I go back to arousing you with my tongue, now working in tandem 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 bullet in me and your vibe in fold proximity to my face, or the enticing scent and taste of your dripping wet cunt, or the galvanic sensation of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to recede focus and any conscious opinion as I lose myself in you, and you start to feel the orgasm edifice and creeping down your pricker.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not much longer, as you can barely attend on much longer. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense and stiffen up. Your breathing spell catching in your throat, your skin electric with heightened sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The lonesome hint I get to you being so close to the edge are some insidious clues. The enduringness and force out by which your free hand is grabbing handfuls of my whisker. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your knees squeezing tighter and tighter against my head. Not certainly what to do, I just keep licking and massaging with my tongue. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and appropriate up, and the first gush of fluid splattering into my mouth, surprising me and making me cough. It takes me a indorse to regain my composure, and I go back to work with my back talk. Completely unmindful to anything going on with me, so focused on the orgasm rocketing all over your body, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in situation on your now swollen and sensitive button, the other rubbing your pussy with fervor, sending juices all over the billet ; splashing against your body, spraying all over my face, running down my nerve and chin, down my neck. This continues for a few Thomas More instant, effectively soaking my face and arms, and coating the inside of your thighs. Settling back on my chest, you collapse forward, resting your header just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through travail breather. I can manage nothing more than than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your breasts is smothering my mouth. `` Mmmmm, good. You 've no idea how amazing that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you study the terms. 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 first great deal is your flushed expression, a light, satisfied grinning on it. I look down to see the region I 've been attending to for the last while. Your pussy is swollen and glistening, juices still seeping out slowly. I can finger a drop curtain running down the outside of my lips, and I quickly scoot my tongue out to catch it, as you taste phenomenal.

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

'' Yes schoolma'am, '' I reply, the stinging of my nipple still overbold in my mind. You lean down slowly and lightly run your tongue along my mouth, lapping up the remaining juice, as if to taste yourself. You bite down on your crushed lip, seemingly savoring the taste.

'' 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 smiling on your face. `` Well do n't occupy, you 're about to get much more. And since I tasted myself and liked it, maybe I 'll give you taste yourself later, '' you declare, sorting of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and walk to the end. You uncuff my ankles and assure me to upraise my legs up. I comply, and you take the cuffs around my mortise joint, and using extended straps, you connect them to the shoulder strap binding my radiocarpal 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 things I ca n't see. Keeping them from my view, you climb back over me. However, this meter your stage are on paired side of meat as you squat down over my face again, burying my face in your pussy again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

Lying stomach to tolerate, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the items you grabbed earlier. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my aspect, you grab my turncock in your hand again. Keeping your hold firm and tight, so as to forestall me from getting operose, you slip a brace tintinnabulation on me. One around the foot of my balls, two tight ace around the base of my shaft ; designed to celebrate me hard and sustain me being able to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your pussy just outside my mouth, and say one thing to me before burying my mouth between your ramification again. `` Relax and love this, and no subject what, do not stop with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my tongue, you refocus your attending to my lower half, still stroking my solidification hammer. With your spare hand, you crack open a bottle of lubricator and pour a small-scale amount on the head of my prick. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your intention being to get me as hard as you can, as the gang take effect and keep me inflexible for you to play with. You wipe up the excess lubricating substance with your still absolve hand, and slowly describe your finger down, between my nerve, and start rubbing it in a Mexican valium around my hole. Wanting to bring and explore more, you finally deplume the still-vibrating bullet from deep in my ass. You slip in two fingerbreadth as far as you can go, and begin rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the walls.

Noticing me starting to wriggle in reaction, you take it to the following stage and take my tool in your mouth. Slowly, you slide your lips down my shaft, bit by bit, until you reach the bum. Your mouth tightens around it, and at the same time, you push your fingers into my kettle of fish as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your tongue along the side, making me finger every bit of the wild sense. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your tongue ; your hand now running a business firm grip up and down. You start to win a rhythm now.

One manus tightly wrapped around my throbbing cock, working its way up and down. The early exploring my ass as deeply and capable as it will go. Your warm, wet mouth running in tandem bicycle with the hand on my hawkshaw ; all while grinding your hips back into my grimace, burying me in your pussycat. Staying at this footstep, eventually I feel an orgasm edifice again. You notice it too, as I 've started moving, jerking erratically, and breathing more shoal and quicker. You let me delight it for a few mo, before stopping abruptly. digit, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to stretch me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my dick, you turn back to wait at me, moving your hip away to score eye contact, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasise your point, you push your finger in deeper and bite the head of my dick. My dull cry and back arching lets you know your point was made.

turning back to working, you finally, slowly remove all but one finger from within me. `` You 're starting to loosen up, my pet. But we still need a little more. Plus we have to get your stiff little trap 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 drop in one hand, you generously go for lubricant to it. Using two fingers to spread my cheeks open enough, you guide the string of beads toward my ass. As soon as the first small bead pushes through and into me, my eubstance tug and I clench shut. This denies you the power to play and you smack me hard on the thigh, backed by an"open air up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you admittance again. You push the second bead in quickly, not giving me clock time to adjust to it. Again my body twitches at the unexpected intruder."If you can take all the drop in at once, and not fight it, you'll get rewarded after I've had my fun. But…don't forget, each beadwork gets bigger,"you taunt, popping in the third one.

For the following few beads, you deliberately take your time forcing them in, making my hole expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual entertainment. Reaching the utmost 4 astragal, the biggest unity, you pause briefly. After taking my putz tightly in your hand again, you rapidly shove the concluding four beads into me. The sudden pressure and sentiency of something firmly hitting that spiritualist spot makes my dick twitch out of control in your hand. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the stallion strand in, rotating it so the orchis keep rubbing up against the side of meat, and driving me wild. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your lip around my turncock, picking back up the rhythmic motions from former.

Your finish 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 completely time you're driving me dotty ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your hips back into my face harder and harder, loving the tactile sensation of my tongue caressing your most spiritualist areas. It's turning you on more and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the path to getting off again. Starting to pick up your step again with your mouth and hand, you also start rapidly sliding the stallion fibril of drop in and out of me, at alternating hurrying, which drives my ass insane and starts to violently shove me toward coming.

For a few moment, this particular torture carries on, doing exactly what you intended it to do, and driving me insane. Yet again tonight, I'm on the sceptre of having a massive, brilliant orgasm. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and stop suddenly, denying me a release. You finally remove the astragal from within me, and lift yourself up off of me, standing next to the bed.

'' Just about that time, my pet. You know ... where I fuck your tight little ass mercilessly until you 're free and weak in the knee joint ? Because that 's coming. Hope you 're ready, '' you taunt. Not letting me move an inch, you decide to give yourself a little flying pleasure and not let me relax or tighten up. You grab the full black cock stopple, and lube it enough to skid home. Reaching back down to open my boldness, you assembly line it up with my pucker hole.

'' Hold your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to drive it in to me. The swollen and bulgy head is the hardest portion to get in. I start to push back and clench up, fighting you, but you only pin my branch down, and push harder. Does n't take much to a greater extent, and with a slender pop, my ass swallows the nous. I let out a slight moan of discomfort, and start out squirming in protest.

'' dearest, you better get used to it. My rooster is giving and thick-skulled than this, and wo n't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my intact bridge player up there ... '' You can hear me react to that program line, and use it to slip the remainder of the toy in me, the edge snug against my ass. `` But we 'll see about that another clock time, '' you say with an sharpness of tease. `` For now, we 're going to stay fresh you loose and energy you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in place when my muddle is tight around it 's chummy decimal point, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass workplace its way around each vena of the toy and stretching to admit. Again you make it all the way to the bottom. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your hand around my still mostly hard and throbbing dick, squeezing it tight. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the halo. You bring yourself around, running your hand up and down my lance faster and tightening your grip. Your tongue flicks lightly against the head, making me start each meter. My legs are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hand, but only so you can wrap your lips around my cock and remain 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 separate when I 'm just about to the period of come in, so after keeping up your comb-out, you start to notice me hitting that point. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my hip joint elevate up to cope with your mouth, and my pecker start to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than an extremely tight grip at the radix and around my testicle to preclude 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 gear up to let you yet, my lilliputian cum slattern. I just wanted you to suffer a little pleasance before what happens future, because you might not revel 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 chair, you grab the bag of miniature. 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-treat into one leg strap, then the former, pulling it up. Standing very close to me, you remind me of your promise earlier.

"I told you that if I could slip my toy into me easily, you would get the same courtesy. Now, your job since we've started was to make me as wet as potential, so that my toy went in with no issues. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your side by the head, you start to manoeuvre 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 part of your plan ; to make me helplessly watch in anxious Leslie Townes Hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the starting it slips in without outcome. However, much to my despair, as soon as you meet the rooftree on it, it starts to meet resistance. I can you see you trying to push harder to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the unanimous matter in to the hilt, mostly without too much difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my chest with a leg on either side of meat of my head again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your next movement."wellspring, you get lucky, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the voiceless thing to get in, but it did fight back at some points. Apparently you can't even get a cunt wet correctly. Such a piteous slave. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to discover how to properly work something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my head by the hair in one hand, and your toy in the other, and start forward, forcing your toy into my sassing. Not relenting, you push forward with your hip joint, and pull my foreland 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 back talk, but maintain your grip on my head and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the fuck ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your cock back in.

"I never said you could talk,"you command."I told you, you're going to check how to use your back talk to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to learn the toilsome way : Do it to my rooster before I put it in your ass. Keep fighting, and it's the only lube you're going to get."To drive your point domicile, you reach back and pervert one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the Lapplander meter, you push more of your toy into my mouthpiece, to where I can feel it hitting the backrest of my pharynx.

"Do you fucking read me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my head in licking and acceptance."Good boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my head in both hired man, and pull slowly back, until just the question is resting on my lip. You linger there a minute, then pull my head forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an column inch or so down the shaft, which isn't good enough. You let me sleep with with a,"This entire matter is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to let to do advantageously if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't bring my head any farther down on it, you ease your body forward again, watching in delight as my lips slide down the quill, 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 endorse, you jump forward again ; thrusting your pseudo cock back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your pelvic girdle back and Forth, getting wet at the raft of your purple toy sliding and out of my mouth, completely against my will. Not to mention the fact that every time you hit the back of my pharynx, your side of meat of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your clit. There's also the fact that you're creating a suction with my lips, which causes your toy to gently drop off in and out of you, each time it does the Same thing in my mouth. Naturally, this starts to get you hot 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 Earth, enjoying both the virtuoso, and the horizon of my lips tightly wrapped around your toy, you ignore my whimpering and moaning as you invade me further ; your trunk picking up an almost wave-like motion.

It's not long before you start to feel the all too familiar sense experience of you coming, but you stop yourself quickly. You don't want to cum from this toy unless it's because you're pounding at my ass. However, because you were so into it and not paying attention, you look down and notice you've forced almost the full toy in my oral fissure, with my olfactory organ less than an inch from your stomach. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being difficult to breath. I recover after a moment, as you still sit there. Thrilled with what just happen, you lean down next to my ear, and bug me by telling me,"You're just a good footling bitch. I'm very lofty of you, but I want to see if you can take it all the way down. I want your nozzle against my stomach, is that interpret my pet ?"I hesitate a arcsecond, before acknowledging your petition. You show how tickle you are with a gentle moan, and plant life a taunting osculation on my nerve.

seance back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less blank between you and my lip. Without asking if I'm ready, you place the tip at my rim again, and rear my head slightly up so the head of your toy slides in my lips. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with determination. You reach the first wall, and with a brisk"surface !"you see my backtalk capable wider, allowing to tug the intruder in encourage. Next you feel your toy cock hit the back of my throat, but you're not letting that block you. Rising up on your stifle a picayune, you start using your torso weight to push, and after a few readjustment of my jaw, you feel my throat devote way, and your rooster slides the rest period of the way in. My nose is now firmly buried against your stomach ; your toy the whole way in.

You let out a squeal of pleasure, and after leaving it there a moment, you pull all the way out. I barely get a probability to catch a breather, before you've shoved it back in to the hilt again. Keeping your toy pushed in all the way, you push my capitulum back against the pillow, and lift yourself up on your knees, so you're almost directly above me. In that position, you start pulling your pelvic girdle up, withdrawing your toy from bass in my throat, until it's barely out. Then you let your body fall back down again, driving it back down until it bottoms out. You repeat this over and over."If I can take it all the way without a problem, so can you. None of your jam is allowed to be any miserly than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few hour of this, you're satisfy that I can hold all of your cock down my throat with no issue, and get out yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to enchant my breath, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my face, and snap up the gag from the chair."That's the last clock time you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my read/write head again, you force the ball gag into my mouth, and secure it tightly around my straits. 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 sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your next task.

Disconnecting one of my leg constraint, you parliamentary procedure me to flip-flop over, on my tum. I comply, and bun over ; the constraint around my radiocarpal joint tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the bottle of lubricant, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the entranceway to my hole, and credit crunch gently."I promised you a petty bit of lubricating substance, and even though you have fought back, I'll keep my promise. Besides…. With as toilsome as I'm going to fuck you, you're going to need it,"you tease. You swipe up a little lube on two of your fingers, and push them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a third fingerbreadth to make sure the entree to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the finger's breadth, you take your toy in your hand, and squeeze a decent sum of money of lube down onto it. Catching the excess in your hand, you wrap your fingers around the tool, and work your hired hand up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lube down, and put yourself in emplacement behind me, the tip of your peter hovering just above my ass.

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

"Are you ready ?"you ask.

I nod my headland.

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

Able to reply, I respond,"For you to have intercourse me Mistress."

"trade good boy,"you answer."Now beg me."

I'm tranquillity for a instant before you hear my reply."Please Mistress, fuck me."

"Fuck you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing character to your representative.

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

"With…. ?"you say, leaving the answer open up. 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.

Holding your toy in your deal, you guide it towards my now lubed up, loose and waiting hole. You trace a circle around the opening with the forefront to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the head into my ass. The twitch of my peg and clenching of my ass, mixed with a quiet sigh, separate you that it was a mix of pleasure and pain, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at firstly. capable to guide it in without your hired hand now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch your pecker slide into my ass. Putting your weight behind it as you did above me before, you apply pressure and the cock starts making its way deeper into my ass, until you reach the bottom ; your body pressed firmly up against mine.

You let the toy residue there for a minute, making my ass stretchability around it and conciliate it. Very slowly, you start inching yourself back out so I feel every prominence and rib of your toy cock, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the school principal still in. Not waiting, or taking it easy this time, you quickly thrust the integral shaft of light all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercifulness, you pull out and stuff fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your sweet meter, 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 fulfil that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my miserly hole is now lot loose for your enjoyment, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a indulgent groan from me.

'' Now, I want you to raise up on your hands and articulatio genus, 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 cubital joint. I rise up on one articulatio genus, and then the other, but as I go to plant my manus down, I accidentally lean too far forward, and your toy slips out of me.

'' Tsk, tsk, '' is all I hear from you. I can palpate you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your cock against my ass a few clock time. `` You did n't follow statement. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the head of your putz back into my ass, then grab my rose hip. Settling in, you pull me back as hard as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your cock into me fully force. You are n't being aristocratic with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily take it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hip joint for lend grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can grapple. Our bodies slapping together at the force makes an hearable noise, but you do n't slow down. You 're enjoying every second gear of watching my ass bound from each hard thrust into me, and the phone of my moaning in pleasure.

You 're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as unvoiced and fasting in return, which is aided by a small vibrator you secured to rag your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; gruelling and long thrusts, making sure your body jibe home flat against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and delectation, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's veracious, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those noises. If I ca n't discover 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 grab my cock, which was been swinging back and forth from your firmly fuck. You push the rings around it back up tightly, as you do n't desire me coming just yet, and give it a few slow and firm strokes, just to push me that practically closer and badger me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both helping hand on my shoulder joint, while pulling your hips back. You lean as conclusion to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your pick how I give it to you. You have alternative. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me faster, sleep with me mysterious, or sleep with me heavy .'Those are your options, so prefer, '' you tell me quietly. I hesitate, not sure what to say. `` Choose, '' you bark. `` Choose or I 'll choose for you, and you 're not going to like it. ''

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

You think for a instant. `` 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 cock. In this new office, you 're able to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You do n't turn back furiously pounding away at me, but now you 're also pushing more when your hips hit my ass to labor your toy in to me as far and as late as you can. The harder and faster you pound, the more than I can palpate the rolling waves of an orgasm building, and you 're not even touching my dick.

The same is true on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can experience your consistency start to tense up up, an amazing orgasm construction. The closer you get, it seems like you find extra gears in the pep pill and powerfulness of your jabbing, because as you get cheeseparing to coming, your pounding gets even more intense, until I 'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you 're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own cries of pleasure. Thrusting in and out. Long, deep fusillade of apparent motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your cock is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so intemperate that your body is level against mine. Every so often, your cock slips out, but that does n't stop you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, thick purple 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 effect of the acute orgasm construction inside you. The glorious pain, pleasure, and pressure sensations I feel against my most raw stain are making me watery in the knee joint, and my entire body is tiring from handling the effect of your ass-fucking, making me blue myself down on my elbows for documentation ; the unhurt metre, my dick oozing pre-cum. It 's not too practically prospicient, and you can feel yourself start to fall. Just at the bound of climax, you slam in one final time, before your throbbing ceases. As the sexual climax hits, you fall against my spinal column, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slow grinds that rub your toy against your button, which push the orgasm harder and faster. I can feel your nerve racing against my back, hear your leaden and pall breathing, and actually feel 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 press on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my dick.

After a instant, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your peter in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing cock in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the head, 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 cock from my ass. Running your handwriting on it, you admire the warmth it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lube and the juices in me. You step off the bed, and untie my leg chasteness again. You club me back over, laying with my rooster facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my legs up as they were before, and this time you 've put a few pillows under me to reverse my hip joint up a bit.

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

Laughing, you continue, `` Of path not. I know how sensitive that piddling spot in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to crap you cum so backbreaking, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you positioning yourself, and reach down with a few fingers to feel my whoreson. Nothing how loose it is now, and how easily your finger's breadth 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 simplicity. `` This will be well-heeled than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your rosehip back and Forth River, letting well-nigh of the pecker microscope slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, infuriated, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as much continued, enceinte pressing on my most sensitive spot as you can, until my rooster 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 make me cum as much and grueling as you can, since you have something in mind.

Reaching down to strike my dick in your manus, you start grinding a piffling harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my pecker with a firm adhesive friction, slowly working up and down my shaft. You 're loving all the moans of pleasure 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 unforesightful and warm, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a Night of distortion, tantalization, and orgasm abnegation. Picking up the tempo with your hand, your turn to quick pumps of my cock, running your script down the whole length of it. You 've also started moving your cock around more, rotating your rose hip to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my cock, and fuck my ass, barreling me closer and stuffy to an orgasm. My breath quickens, and you know I 'm close.

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

'' Oh fuck, please Mistress. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a thrusting motion, angling upward with your dick so that it hits my bit difficult each time. You 're also furiously pumping at my cock, unrelenting in your seeking to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my hips up sharply to stuff my cock into your hand. At the same metre you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that bit, you stop thrusting, and clench your fist around the top of my hawkshaw. You can experience my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your pressing, but it 's building. Right at the perfect tense bit, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with power, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my tum. Since it had been days since I 'd cum death, and you 'd been toying with me all dark, it 's null light of a massive load. My hawkshaw continues to burst and flip in your helping hand, spurting more and more cum out ; it running down your hired man and landing place around my abdomen and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My entire body is shaking, my cock medium to the touch. And your toy cock is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my jam hold tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a mo to catch my breather, you survey your damage. I have cum everywhere. Sir Thomas More than a large mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the mess you 've made. We 're going to birth to clean this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes Mistress, I 'll houseclean it up, '' I say through heavy breaths, not cognisant of your significance.

'' Will you now ? Such a good picayune pet. I 'm glad you 're offering to pick up your great deal for me, but I would 've made you do it anyways, '' you tell me. It 's seeming to you I still have n't caught on, so you decide to make me find out. There 's great deal of cum on your script that was wrapped around my dick. With the other, you scoop up some of the larger drop. 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 mouth. It takes me a moment to take in what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You kibosh me by clamping your manus over my rima oris. With a clean finger from the former hand, 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 sight. 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 revalue it when I do it. Now, open your lip, and do not do anything with this. '' I glare at you in rebelliousness before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and open my oral cavity ; the fiddling bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your houseclean hand, and wipe it into my mouth. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final exam parts, which is quite a encumbrance in itself. This clip, you surprise me, and lick it off your hand. With a taste of my cum now, you close your eyes, tasting it, licking your hand clean and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste good, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your oral cavity. Leaning down, inches from my mouth, you tilt your promontory so you can speak without losing any of the cum. `` Now, I would n't desire to traverse you any of this. And it 's your job to clean it up. Here you go. '' With that, you plant your lips on mine, firmly kissing me. With your glossa, you feed the rest of my cum to me. I can sense the large warhead sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying necking you too much. After kissing me passionately for a few import, you pull back, licking your lip.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my head. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my dick, you put your finger on my rim, telling me, `` Now now, be a good fiddling jade and clean house up all of your mess. Lick my fingerbreadth clean. '' I lift my headspring up, taking your fingers in my warm, wet mouth, and use my spit to lap your fingers wasteland of any cum, which is a wizard that sends chills down your physical structure. Once they are clear, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a large taste of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the final part.

'' Now, you 're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere, '' you playfully taunt. Turning serious, you look me in the middle. `` With that being said, '' you say in a house, no fucking around, tone, `` live with 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, heavyset lode, that it takes me a endorse to get it all. `` Now, open your mouth and demonstrate your kept woman that it 's all gone, like a good little cunt. '' I do, and upon seeing an empty sass, 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 good little pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your plenty. For that, you get your reward, '' you tell me, smiling and excited.

'' Does that mean I finally get devoid ? '' I ask, almost pleading and begging. This makes you chuckle.

'' No, of course not. You 're still my trivial fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my cunt the right way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. `` Are you set up ? You know the rules. construct me cum, and do n't you dare think of cumming without my permission. If you do, so serve me, I 'll sit right on your facial expression and make you clean it out of me. '' I nod my head in understanding.

At that, you lower yourself down, grabbing my still hard pecker, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and give me a terminal order.

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