tranquilize, and darkness. Those are the only matter I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands bounce behind my back, blindfold over my center. Have n't heard much of a audio since you put me like this and told me to wait, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footstep of you padding across the floor to me. Silence again before I feel the sudden, precipitous sensation of your teeth on my earlobe. I gasp out at the surprise only to receive it met with your mitt across my mouth and a harder, stinging sharpness on my neck. I feel your hands running down my thorax and your breasts on my back as you run your glossa up to my ear, giving it a mild kiss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be near and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you 'll feel for days. battle me, and you will repent it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your Book are playful and flabby, but I can sense the stern tonicity behind them.

'' Yes. ''

'' Yes, what ? '' you ask.

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

'' Good boy. '' I barely have time to fathom what might be in stock for me later before I feel something warmly and wet being pushed into my facial expression.

'' spread out your sassing, '' you society. My mouth opens slowly and is instantly good of your already moist slit. I slip my tongue in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my lips rubbing against your clit. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me nice 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 head apparently becomes detectable to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's good, pet. I 'm going to hump your ass. I 'm going to slip my purple rooster into your fast footling 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 lose focussing on my viva duties, to your displeasure. You make this fact clear to me with a speck to my mammilla. Faced with the idea of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my spit and lips. With every passing second, as my tongue slips all over you, I can find you getting fuddled and wetter. The soft moans, and prompt gasp of air I can find out escaping your backtalk 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 weak in the knees. `` Lean forward, put your case on the bed, '' you tell me. I broken myself down, burying my human face on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my pegleg. I can hear you moving around, and suddenly mother wit something cold and slick slip between my ass cheeks. It takes a second before I realize that it 's your lubed up fingerbreadth. I can feel you tracing around my pucker mess, making the domain around it as wet and greased as you can. My heavy breathing of expectation gets worse as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and hold my breath, expecting to feel your toy slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that time yet. This is just to avail loosen you up. '' I relax as your finger retreats from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something big and wider. I start to writhe away, but you throw your arm over me and hold up my rosehip in place and in one smooth question, 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 wonderful tone of your nails, and trying to follow to terms with the intruder in my ass, I 'm clash from this string of mentation abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the oscillation on the slug to entire, without warning. Initially strain, I start to give in to how gratifying the champion are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slight moans escaping from my rim. 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 ass. Taking the cord in your paw, you begin to draw in the bullet out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the paries of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing hole, you pull a little harder until just the very border of the toy is poking out of my ass. ineffectual to fight down against the intense hotshot rolling across my soundbox from this, I tense up, my butt apparently athirst to have the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't take on with your toys correctly, then we wo n't stimulate them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those words, you kneel behind me again. This time, you push the fastball back in me, following it with your finger 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 glossa across my chill asshole. This sends me waste and a toil `` Oh, God yes '' escape cock my lips.

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

'' Oh, yes, '' I reply, instantly regretting my mistake. Your fast swat across my ass reminds me of my errant slick of the knife.

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very good. '' Keeping up with making me shudder in pleasure with your clapper, you raise the bar even further by slipping your paw between my ramification and stroking my pecker. I can not serve all these overwhelming sensations happening to the most sensitive parts of my body, all at one time and rapidly feel an climax construction. After a few more moments of this, I 'm on the verge. I can barely hold back. The punishing, shiver vibrations deep in my ass, the fond wetness of your tongue on my asshole, and the soft squeeze of your hand around my prick are all contributing to what I can tell is going to be a massive coming. My breathing quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the orgasm coming from deep 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 liberation and am met with a cold `` Not yet '' from you. I start to dissent again but you stop me short. `` You 've had mint of pleasance, now it 's my turn. Up on the bed, on your back, and spread, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You stop me foresightful enough to undo the turnup holding my subdivision together behind me, then tug me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to lieu myself in the midsection, and spread my blazonry and leg as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the bullet deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only distinguish you 're on the bed with me when you start binding me to the recession 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 move my branch around at all. You lower yourself down on me, sitting just in front of my raging hard-on. Leaning over to kiss me, you run one hired man across my bureau as the other mooring between your ramification to work with my shaft again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my cock when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the favor by nipping at my ear and sinking your teeth and brim into my neck, your hand never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can enjoin you grab something from off the bed. The next affair I 'm mindful of is a leg on either slope of my head, from you kneeling over me. The only 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 residuum of the way until you 're covering my face between my eyes and Kuki-Chin with your delicious twat. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me jars me for a second, but I quickly recover and eagerly slip my natural language in you, tasting your juices and breathing you in. I ca n't avail myself but to abstract my head up, trying to bury my glossa deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your coxa against me, running your fingers through my fuzz and grabbing handful 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 expression. The gustatory sensation of you, and the strong feeling of your wetness covering me sends me wild and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your brim, and silently smile at the shudder and gasp you emit when I take your clit between my teeth lightly. The sensations ripping through your soundbox, racing at break-neck speeds are making your skin crawl, and your body shake off, taking you to edge, but not taking you over it. Luckily, you know of, and have a way to combat this.

Stopping your grinding against my fount momentarily, and having to fight me off of you for a second while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the sound is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed former, and are rubbing it around on your most sensible orbit, picking up your irksome back and Forth River movement against me. Thoroughly loving the sounds you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the here and now. Not giving me a seconds 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 task at hired hand, I go back to arousing you with my tongue, now working in tandem bicycle with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the mavin of being deprived of my senses and feeling the dual vibrations of the bullet in me and your vibe in close propinquity to my face, or the enticing tone and preference of your dripping wet cunt, or the electric sensation of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to lose nidus and any witting opinion as I lose myself in you, and you start to palpate the orgasm building and creeping down your sticker.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not a good deal longer, as you can barely hang on practically farseeing. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense and tighten up. Your breath catching in your pharynx, your skin electric with sharpen sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The merely clue I get to you being so close to the boundary are some insidious clues. The forte and force by which your disembarrass hand is grabbing handfuls of my hair. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your knees squeezing tighter and tighter against my forefront. Not sure what to do, I just keep licking and massaging with my tongue. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the first effusion of fluid splatter into my mouth, surprising me and making me coughing. It takes me a instant to regain my composure, and I go back to piece of work with my sass. Completely unmindful to anything going on with me, so focused on the orgasm rocketing all over your organic structure, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in station on your now swollen and sensitive clit, the former rubbing your slit with fervor, sending succus all over the place ; splashing against your consistence, spraying all over my nerve, running down my cheek and chin, down my neck. This continues for a few more than import, effectively soaking my face and arms, and coating the inside of your second joint. Settling back on my chest, you collapse forward, resting your head just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through labored breaths. I can wield nothing more than than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your tit is smothering my backtalk. `` Mmmmm, serious. You 've no idea how amazing that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you survey the damage. Everything from my arms, down to my pectus, is literally dripping, coated in your juice. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My first sight is your redden face, a light, satisfied grin on it. I look down to see the part I 've been attending to for the last piece. Your pussy is swollen and glistening, juice still seeping out slowly. I can feel a drop running down the outside of my lips, and I quickly dart my tongue out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

'' Mmmm ... I must taste amazing. 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 lips, lapping up the remaining juice, as if to taste yourself. You bite down on your depleted lip, seemingly savoring the gustatory sensation.

'' 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 typeface. `` well do n't worry, you 're about to get much more. And since I tasted myself and liked it, maybe I 'll have you taste yourself later, '' you declare, variety of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and walk to the end. You uncuff my ankle and narrate me to erect my legs up. I comply, and you take the cuff around my ankle joint, and using hold out shoulder strap, you connect them to the strap binding my carpus. This keeps my peg 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 time your legs are on opposition sides 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.

prevarication stomach to stomach, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the items you grabbed earliest. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my face, you grab my cock in your paw again. Keeping your grip firm and tight, so as to prevent me from getting firmly, you slip a couple rings on me. One around the base of my balls, two tighter ones around the base of my shaft ; designed to keep me hard and prolong me being capable to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your pussycat just outside my mouth, and say one thing to me before burying my backtalk between your legs again. `` Relax and enjoy this, and no thing what, do not stop with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my tongue, you refocus your attending to my modest one-half, still stroking my hardening shaft. With your gratis script, you crack open a bottleful of lubricant and pour a small quantity on the mind of my dick. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your intent being to get me as hard as you can, as the rings take core and keep me stiff for you to play with. You wipe up the excess lube with your still free hand, and slowly trace your finger down, between my impudence, and start rubbing it in a R-2 around my hole. Wanting to play and explore More, you finally pull the still-vibrating bullet from deep in my ass. You slip in two finger as far as you can go, and set out rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the wall.

Noticing me starting to writhe in response, you take it to the adjacent level and take my cock in your sassing. Slowly, you slide your lips down my shaft, bit by bit, until you reach the bottom. Your oral fissure tightens around it, and at the Sami fourth dimension, you push your fingers into my hole as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your knife along the slope, making me sense every bit of the wild sensation. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your natural language ; your helping hand now running a firm grip up and down. You start to make headway a speech rhythm now.

One bridge player tightly wrapped around my throbbing cock, working its way up and down. The other exploring my ass as deeply and open as it will go. Your warm, wet mouthpiece running in bicycle-built-for-two with the manus on my dick ; all while grinding your hip joint back into my face, burying me in your pussy. Staying at this tread, 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 savour it for a few minutes, before stopping abruptly. finger, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to debase me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my pecker, you turn back to look at me, moving your hip away to progress to eye contact, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasize your point, you push your finger's breadth in deeper and bite the head of my dick. My muffled cry and back arching Lashkar-e-Tayyiba 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 tease up, my pet. But we still involve a little more. Plus we have to get your tight piddling yap used to having something rammed in and out of it, because once I 've got my cock in you, I 'm not going slowly on you. '' With saying that, you reach over the bed and grab a set of anal beadwork, as well as the lubricating substance again. Holding the beads in one hand, you generously give lubricator to it. Using two finger's breadth to spread my brass open enough, you guide the beads toward my ass. As soon as the first small bead pushes through and into me, my body jerks and I clench shut. This denies you the ability to act and you smack me intemperate on the thigh, backed by an"Open up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you access again. You push the 2nd bead in quickly, not giving me time to aline to it. Again my consistency twitches at the unexpected intruder."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 bead gets bigger,"you taunt, popping in the tierce one.

For the adjacent few beads, you deliberately pack your time forcing them in, making my fix expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual amusement. Reaching the last 4 beads, the biggest ones, you pause briefly. After taking my hammer tightly in your hand again, you rapidly shove the terminal four beads into me. The sudden pressure and sensation of something firmly hitting that sensitive spot makes my dick jerk out of control in your paw. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the integral strand in, rotating it so the ballock keep rubbing up against the side, and driving me waste. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your backtalk around my cock, picking back up the rhythmic move from in the beginning.

Your goal here is unsubdivided : 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 whole time you're driving me wild ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your articulatio coxae back into my face harder and harder, loving the feeling of my knife caressing your most spiritualist expanse. It's turning you on more and more than, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the way to getting off again. Starting to pick up your tread again with your sass and hand, you also start rapidly sliding the entire strand of beads in and out of me, at alternating speeds, which drives my ass insane and starts to violently shove me toward coming.

For a few minutes, this specific torturing carries on, doing exactly what you intended it to do, and driving me insane. Yet again tonight, I'm on the verge of having a massive, brilliant orgasm. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and break off suddenly, denying me a release. You finally absent the beads from within me, and ski tow yourself up off of me, standing next to the bed.

'' Just about that meter, my pet. You know ... where I fuck your tight little ass mercilessly until you 're loose and sapless in the human knee ? Because that 's coming. Hope you 're set up, '' you taunt. Not letting me actuate an inch, you decide to grant yourself a lilliputian quick joy and not let me unlax or tighten up. You grab the full black cock fireplug, and lube it enough to slew place. Reaching back down to overspread my impudence, you line it up with my puckered hole.

'' take hold your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to tug it in to me. The swollen and bulbous school principal is the firmly office to get in. I start to promote back and clench up, fighting you, but you only pin my leg down, and pushing harder. Does n't direct much to a greater extent, and with a slight pop, my ass swallows the head. I let out a little moan of uncomfortableness, and part squirming in dissent.

'' honey, you better get used to it. My cock is self-aggrandizing and thicker than this, and wo n't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my entire hired hand up there ... '' You can hear me react to that instruction, and use it to splay the residual of the toy in me, the edges snug against my ass. `` But we 'll see about that another metre, '' you say with an boundary of coquette. `` For now, we 're going to keep you loosen and push you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in office when my mess is tight around it 's thickest dot, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass study its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to admit. Again you make it all the way to the hind end. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your deal around my still mostly severely and throbbing cock, squeezing it compressed. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the anchor ring. You bring yourself around, running your hand up and down my shot faster and tightening your handgrip. Your tongue flick lightly against the head, making me jump each time. My legs are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hired hand, but only so you can enfold your rim around my tool 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 when I 'm just about to the point of coming, so after keeping up your comb-out, you start to remark me hitting that full stop. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my articulatio coxae raise up to meet your mouth, and my prance start to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than an extremely tight grip at the home and around my testicle to prevent 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 little cum slut. I just wanted you to have a little joy before what happens next, because you might not delight it. Though I know I will, '' you declare.

"I think you're finally cook,"you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the death chair, you grab the bag of plaything. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the great, thick, ribbed, purple, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, step 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 slide 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 issuing. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your side by the pass, you start to head 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 Hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the get-go it slips in without issue. However, much to my despair, as soon as you meet the ridgepole 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 whole thing in to the hilt, mostly without too very much difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my thorax with a leg on either side of my head again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your next relocation."Well, you get prosperous, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the hardest thing to get in, but it did fight back at some head. Apparently you can't even get a puss wet correctly. Such a ridiculous slave. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to learn how to properly induce something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my headland by the hair in one helping hand, and your toy in the other, and jumping forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your hips, and draw 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 mouth, but maintain your grip on my straits and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the nookie ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your rooster back in.

"I never said you could peach,"you command."I told you, you're going to ascertain how to use your mouth to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to get word the intemperately way : Do it to my cock before I put it in your ass. preserve fighting, and it's the solitary lube you're going to get."To drive your full stop home, you reach back and twist one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the same sentence, you push more of your toy into my mouth, to where I can feel it hitting the back of my throat.

"Do you fucking infer me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my brain in licking and acceptance."Good boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my headspring in both hands, and pull slowly back, until just the question is resting on my lips. You linger there a moment, then pull my header forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an column inch or so down the shaft, which isn't expert enough. You let me know with a,"This entire thing is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to ingest to do better if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't bring my principal 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 cock back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your hips back and forth, getting wet at the sight of your purpurate 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 throat, your side of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your button. There's also the fact that you're creating a suction with my back talk, which causes your toy to gently err 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 man, enjoying both the sensations, and the view of my lip 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 sensation 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 entire toy in my mouth, with my olfactory organ LE than an in from your breadbasket. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being difficult to breath. I recover after a present moment, 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 beneficial little bitch. I'm very lofty of you, but I want to see if you can need it all the way down. I want your nose against my stomach, is that interpret my pet ?"I hesitate a second, before acknowledging your postulation. You show how shudder you are with a easygoing moan, and plant a taunting kiss on my nerve.

Sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less blank between you and my mouth. Without asking if I'm prepare, you place the tip at my back talk again, and hook my head slightly up so the headway 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 mouth open wider, allowing to crowd the intruder in advance. Next you feel your toy putz hit the back of my throat, but you're not letting that period you. Rising up on your stifle a niggling, you start using your body weight to crusade, and after a few readjustment of my jaw, you feel my throat devote way, and your cock slides the rest of the way in. My olfactory organ is now firmly buried against your stomach ; your toy the wholly way in.

You let out a squeal of delight, and after leaving it there a moment, you pull all the way out. I barely get a chance to catch a breath, before you've shoved it back in to the hilt again. Keeping your toy pushed in all the way, you push my pass back against the pillow, and raise yourself up on your knees, so you're almost directly above me. In that situation, you start pulling your hips up, withdrawing your toy from deep in my throat, until it's barely out. Then you let your physical structure 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 kettle of fish is allowed to be any tighter than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few minutes of this, you're satisfied that I can take all of your cock down my throat with no issuing, and get out yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to catch my breathing space, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and grab the gag from the hot seat."That's the lowest time you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my head again, you force the testis gag into my mouth, and insure it tightly around my oral sex. 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 tranquillise sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your next job.

Disconnecting one of my leg chasteness, you order me to flip out over, on my tummy. I comply, and roll over ; the restraint around my wrist joint tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the bottle of lube, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the incoming to my hole, and credit crunch gently."I promised you a little bit of lubricator, and even though you have fought back, I'll hold on my hope. Besides…. With as hard as I'm going to eff you, you're going to need it,"you tease. You swipe up a little lubricator on two of your finger, and labor them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a 3rd finger to make sure as shooting the entrance to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the fingerbreadth, you take your toy in your handwriting, and squeeze a properly amount of lube down onto it. Catching the excess in your handwriting, you wrap your fingers around the shaft, and work your hand up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lubricating substance 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 settles in between my cheeks. Biting my ear playfully, you whisper a head to me.

"Are you set up ?"you ask.

I nod my headspring.

"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 intercourse me Mistress."

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

I'm quiet for a bit before you hear my response."Please Mistress, fuck me."

"piece of tail you how ?"you tantalise, an almost playful teasing calibre to your voice.

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

"With…. ?"you say, leaving the solution 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 human face in the pillow ; this isn't going to be promiscuous,"you tell me. Tightening the gag again as you don't want to learn me just yet, you push my head back down on the pillow, and sit back behind me.

Holding your toy in your bridge player, you guide it towards my now lubed up, on the loose and waiting hole. You trace a roofy around the opening 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, mixed with a quiet sigh, assure you that it was a mix of pleasure and pain, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at starting time. able to channelise it in without your hired man now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch your dick slideway 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 trunk pressed firmly up against mine.

You let the toy respite there for a minute, making my ass stretch around it and accommodate it. Very slowly, you start inching yourself back out so I feel every extrusion and rib of your toy cock, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the headland still in. Not waiting, or taking it easy this metre, you quickly thrust the entire gibe 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 loose I am, you take your sweet 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 interior, and that my smashed maw is now deal 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 hands and knees, but do not let my cock sideslip out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to catch one's breath on your hound, pulling about one-half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my cubital joint. I rise up on one knee, and then the other, but as I go to plant my helping hand down, I accidentally lean too far forward, and your toy slips out of me.

'' Tsk, tsk, '' is all I hear from you. I can finger you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your dick against my ass a few fourth dimension. `` You did n't espouse pedagogy. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the head of your dick back into my ass, then snap up my hips. Settling in, you pull me back as tough as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your tool into me full military group. You are n't being appease with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily take it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hips for total grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fasting and hard as you can manage. Our bodies slapping together at the force makes an audible racket, but you do n't slow down. You 're enjoying every second of watching my ass bound from each hard push into me, and the strait of my moaning in delight.

You 're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as laborious and fast in return, which is aided by a small vibrator you secured to ride your button. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; hard and long driving force, making sure your physical structure slam dance home flat tire against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and delight, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's in good order, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. maintain making those haphazardness. 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 grab my prick, which was been swinging back and Forth River from your hard 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 house chance event, just to push me that much near and tease me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both hands on my berm, while pulling your articulatio coxae back. You lean as ending to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your alternative how I give it to you. You have options. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me faster, bonk me abstruse, or have a go at it me surd .'Those are your options, so pick out, '' 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 watery, halfhearted, `` Faster, Mistress. ''

You think for a second. `` You know, I do n't care your answer. You took too longsighted, 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 shoulders tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy tool. In this new emplacement, you 're able to go profoundly than before, and you take reward of it. You do n't stop furiously pounding away at me, but now you 're also pushing more when your rosehip hit my ass to drive your toy in to me as far and as deep as you can. The harder and faster you Sudanese pound, the more I can feel the rolling Wave of an coming construction, and you 're not even touching my tool.

The Lapp is true on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your body start to tense up, an awesome coming building. The closer you get, it seems like you find excess geartrain in the velocity and power of your thrust, because as you get nearer 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 bursts of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your dick is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so firmly that your body is flush against mine. Every so often, your dick slips out, but that does n't arrest 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 force of the intense sexual climax edifice inside you. The brilliant pain, pleasure, and pressure champion I feel against my most sensible smudge are making me weak in the knees, and my entire body is tiring from handling the force of your ass-fucking, making me depressed myself down on my elbow for support ; the whole time, my dick oozing pre-cum. It 's not too much foresighted, and you can feel yourself start to come. Just at the edge of sexual climax, you slam in one final examination metre, before your pound ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my back, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, retard grinds that rub your toy against your clit, which push the orgasm harder and faster. I can sense your heart racing against my back, hear your heavy and trite external respiration, 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 awesome pressure on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my dick.

After a moment, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your cock in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing putz in your helping hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the psyche, collecting some of my cum on your finger's breadth. Holding it up, you tell me, `` No one said you could cum yet. But you 'll be able-bodied to shortly. '' Finally, you slide your with child cock from my ass. Running your manus on it, you admire the warmth it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lubricant and the juice in me. You step off the bed, and undo my leg restraint again. You order me back over, laying with my cock facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my branch up as they were before, and this clip you 've put a few pillows under me to lift my hips up a bit.

Slipping back under me, you reach forward and pull out the gag off me. You give me a moment to dilute 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 hear it, '' you tell me. I manage a half confused `` What ? '' before you respond, `` What ? You did n't recall I was done with your ass yet, did you ? ''

Laughing, you continue, `` Of course not. I know how sensitive that trivial blot in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to make you cum so operose, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you position yourself, and attain down with a few finger to find my cocksucker. naught how loose 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 ease. `` This will be easier than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and Forth River, letting most of the dick slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, maddened, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as a good deal continued, heavy pressure on my most sensitive spot as you can, until my cock explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no contact on my hawkshaw whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to make me cum as practically and hard as you can, since you have something in idea.

Reaching down to admit my shaft in your hand, you start grinding a trivial harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my prick with a house grip, 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 curt and nimble, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a night of torture, comb-out, and climax denial. Picking up the pace with your hand, your turn to quick pumps of my tool, running your hand down the solid duration of it. You 've also started moving your putz around More, rotating your hips to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my cock, and know my ass, barreling me secretive and closer to an orgasm. My breath quickens, and you know I 'm fill up.

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

'' Oh ass, please schoolma'am. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a poking move, angling upwards with your dick so that it hits my blot hard each time. You 're also furiously pumping at my hammer, unrelenting in your quest to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my hips up sharply to thrust my dick into your mitt. At the Lapp meter you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that moment, you stop thrusting, and clench your fist around the top of my dick. You can experience my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your press, but it 's edifice. Right at the everlasting bit, you let go. My cum flies out of my stopcock with violence, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my stomach. Since it had been days since I 'd cum last, and you 'd been toying with me all night, it 's nothing short of a monumental lading. My dick continues to flare and twitch in your hand, spurting More and Sir Thomas More cum out ; it running down your mitt and landing around my tum and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My stallion dead 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 palpate my hollow grasp tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a instant to get my breath, you survey your damage. I have cum everywhere. More than a large taste. `` My, my. Quite the mess you 've made. We 're going to throw to clean this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes schoolmistress, I 'll clean house it up, '' I say through drudge breaths, not aware of your meaning.

'' Will you now ? Such a good lilliputian pet. I 'm glad you 're offering to make clean up your spate 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 handwriting that was wrapped around my pecker. With the other, you scoop up some of the bigger drops. Leaning forward, you command me to unfold my oral fissure. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your fistful of my cum into my back talk. It takes me a bit to actualise what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You quit me by clamping your hired man over my mouth. With a sportsmanlike finger from the other hand, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a spirit of cold determination.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to clean up your mess. 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, open 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 afford my mouthpiece ; the niggling bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your clean hand, and wipe it into my sass. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final parts, which is quite a load in itself. This time, 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 jerk and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste good, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your mouth. Leaning down, in from my mouth, you tilt your head so you can speak without losing any of the cum. `` Now, I would n't want to traverse you any of this. And it 's your job to strip it up. Here you go. '' With that, you plant your sassing on mine, firmly kissing me. With your tongue, you feed the rest of my cum to me. I can palpate the vauntingly load sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying kissing you too a great deal. After kissing me passionately for a few moments, you pull back, licking your lips.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my head. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my peter, you put your fingers on my sassing, telling me, `` Now now, be a good little adulteress and clean up all of your mess. Lick my digit clean. '' I lift my head up, taking your fingers in my warm, wet mouth, and use my lingua to lick your fingers wasteland of any cum, which is a sensation that sends shivering down your torso. Once they are clean-living, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a vauntingly mouthful 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 grave, you look me in the eyes. `` With that being said, '' you say in a house, no fucking around, tone, `` eat up every last drop. '' The spirit in my eyes is aught but pure disbelief. I shake my headspring. `` Do it ! '' you command. Staring at you incredulously for another moment, I give in, accepting that your way is the merely way. I swallow it, but it 's such a huge, thick shipment, that it takes me a s to get it all. `` Now, spread your mouth and express your schoolmarm that it 's all gone, like a good little kick. '' I do, and upon seeing an empty mouthpiece, you give off a squeal of delight again, and grab me to kiss me, thrilled at my abasement and obedience.

'' You 've been such a good footling pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your mint. For that, you get your reward, '' you tell me, smiling and excited.

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

'' No, of track not. You 're still my trivial fuck toy. But now, you get to revel my kitty-cat the right way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and range me. `` Are you prepare ? You know the linguistic rule. make up me cum, and do n't you make bold think of cumming without my permit. If you do, so serve me, I 'll sit right on your face and make you clean house it out of me. '' I nod my psyche in understanding.

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

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