unruffled, and darkness. Those are the only things I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands leaping behind my back, blindfold over my optic. Have n't heard much of a sound since you put me like this and told me to wait, quietly. Soon I hear the soft step of you padding across the floor to me. Silence again before I feel the sudden, sharp sensation of your teeth on my earlobe. I gasp out at the surprisal only to have it met with your bridge player across my mouth and a harder, stinging bite on my neck. I feel your helping hand running down my chest and your tit on my back as you run your tongue up to my ear, giving it a gentle buss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be serious and obey and you 'll savour it. I promise you an coming that you 'll feel for 24-hour interval. battle me, and you will rue it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your words are playful and easy, but I can sense the buttocks 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 warm and wet being pushed into my face.

'' spread your oral fissure, '' you order. My mouthpiece opens slowly and is instantly full of your already dampish cunt. I slip my natural language in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my backtalk rubbing against your clit. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me nice and wet so I can skid my toy in easily. If I get my toy inside me easily and smoothly, then you receive the like treatment. ''

Letting these words roil around in my head apparently becomes noticeable to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's right, pet. I 'm going to know your ass. I 'm going to slip my purple stopcock into your tight footling ass, and Irish punt you until you 're decrepit. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that fruition swallow hole in, I evidently get distracted and misplace focus on my oral obligation, to your displeasure. You make this fact clear to me with a speck to my tit. Faced with the mind of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my spit and lips. With every overtaking indorse, as my tongue slips all over you, I can feel you getting wetter and wetter. The soft groan, and quick gasps of air I can pick up escaping your sassing tell me I 'm doing well at pleasing you.

After a few instant 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 human knee. `` Lean forward, put your fount on the bed, '' you tell me. I down myself down, burying my face on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my legs. I can see you moving around, and suddenly sentiency something cold and slick slip-up between my ass impudence. It takes a bit before I realize that it 's your lubed up finger. I can feel you tracing around my ruck pickle, making the field around it as wet and greased as you can. My heavy breathing of arithmetic mean gets big as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and harbour 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 help oneself loosen you up. '' I relax as your finger retreats from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something large and wider. I start to wrestle away, but you throw your arm over me and hold my pelvis in station and in one smooth motion, shove 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 line you leave. Lost in thought at the marvellous feeling of your nails, and trying to get along to terms with the intruder in my ass, I 'm jarred from this geartrain of thought abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the vibe on the smoke to wide-cut, without warning. Initially tense, I start to give in to how pleasurable the sensations are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slight moans escaping from my lips. Pleased with my reaction, you decide to trifle a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my vertebral column, and lean toward my stern. Taking the electric cord in your manus, you begin to pull the heater out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the paries of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing muddle, you pull a footling harder until just the very sharpness of the toy is poking out of my ass. Unable to contend against the intense champion rolling across my body from this, I tense up, my rear end apparently hungry to have the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't play with your toys correctly, then we wo n't have them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those dustup, you kneel behind me again. This clock time, 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 rubber in there. '' I 'm already panting and squirming at what 's going on, but you take it up a nick by flicking your tongue across my shivering asshole. This sends me wild and a drive `` Oh, God yes '' escapes my back talk.

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

'' Oh, yes, '' I reply, instantly regretting my misunderstanding. Your ready swat across my ass reminds me of my errant trip of the clapper.

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very good. '' Keeping up with making me shudder in delight with your natural language, you raise the bar even further by slipping your hand between my legs and stroking my pecker. I can not process all these flood out sense datum happening to the most medium constituent of my body, all at one prison term and rapidly sense an coming construction. After a few Thomas More moments of this, I 'm on the wand. I can barely bear back. The grievous, throb vibrations deep in my ass, the warm wetness of your tongue on my asshole, and the subdued squeezing of your hand around my dick are all contributing to what I can tell is going to be a massive orgasm. My ventilation quickens and I start to strain 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 release and am met with a frigidity `` Not yet '' from you. I start to protest again but you stop me shortly. `` You 've had plenty of delight, now it 's my turn. Up on the bed, on your backrest, and spread, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You check me recollective enough to undo the handlock holding my blazon together behind me, then drive me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to position myself in the middle, and spread my weaponry and legs as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the bullet deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only tell you 're on the bed with me when you start binding me to the corners of the bed, pulling the straps as tight to the border as you can. I try to prompt an arm, but do n't get to a greater extent than an inch, if that. And I ca n't move my legs around at all. You take down yourself down on me, sitting just in front man of my raging erection. Leaning over to snog me, you run one hand across my chest as the other slips between your legs to play with my cock again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my cock when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the favor by nipping at my ears and sinking your teeth and mouth into my neck, your deal never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can tell you grab something from off the bed. The following thing I 'm aware of is a leg on either slope of my promontory, from you kneeling over me. The only if rationality I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly rip your knee close, effectively locking my oral sex in place. Without warning, you drop down the residue of the way until you 're covering my fount between my heart and chin with your delicious cunt. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me jars me for a second gear, but I quickly recover and eagerly slip my knife in you, tasting your juice and breathing you in. I ca n't help myself but to lift my caput up, trying to bury my tongue deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your hips against me, running your fingerbreadth through my hair and grabbing smattering with each exquisite wavelet of feeling racing through your torso. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my mouth, and soaking my cheek. The taste of you, and the lovesome touch sensation of your wetness covering me sends me wild and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your mouth, and silently grin at the shudder and gasp you emit when I take your clit between my teeth lightly. The sensations ripping through your eubstance, racing at break-neck upper are making your skin crawl, and your consistency shake, taking you to butt against, but not taking you over it. Luckily, you know of, and have a way to combat this.

Stopping your grinding against my facial expression momentarily, and having to agitate 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 sooner, and are rubbing it around on your most tender areas, picking up your slow back and Forth River apparent movement against me. Thoroughly loving the sounds you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the moment. 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 undertaking at hand, I go back to arousing you with my knife, now working in bicycle-built-for-two with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the sentience of being deprived of my sess and feeling the dual vibrations of the slug in me and your vibe in snug law of proximity to my typeface, or the enticing odour and taste of your dripping wet cunt, or the galvanic hotshot of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to lose focus and any conscious thought as I lose myself in you, and you start to finger the coming building and creeping down your spine.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not often longer, as you can barely hang up on much foresightful. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense up and tighten up. Your breath catching in your throat, your skin galvanising with heightened sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The only clue I get to you being so close to the edge are some elusive clues. The effectiveness and force by which your free deal is grabbing handfuls of my fuzz. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your stifle squeezing tighter and tighter against my head. Not sure what to do, I just go along beating and massaging with my spit. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the world-class effusion of fluid splashes into my mouth, surprising me and making me cough. It takes me a sec to regain my calm, and I go back to oeuvre with my mouthpiece. Completely oblivious to anything going on with me, so focused on the sexual climax rocketing all over your dead body, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in berth on your now swollen and sensitive clitoris, the other rubbing your pussy with fervor, sending juices all over the post ; splashing against your physical structure, spraying all over my face, running down my cheeks and chin, down my neck. This continues for a few more moments, effectively soaking my face and arms, and coating the inside of your thighs. Settling back on my dresser, you collapse forward, resting your mind just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through labored breaths. I can manage nil more than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your breasts is smothering my mouth. `` Mmmmm, unspoiled. You 've no idea how puzzle that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you survey the damage. Everything from my arms, down to my pectus, is literally dribble, coated in your succus. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My first plenty is your crimson cheek, a light, satisfied smiling on it. I look down to see the part I 've been attending to for the last while. Your pussy is swollen and glistening, juices still seeping out slowly. I can feel a free fall running down the exterior of my lips, and I quickly dart my tongue out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

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

'' Yes mistress, '' I reply, the stinging of my nipple still fresh in my intellect. You lean down slowly and lightly run your tongue along my lips, lapping up the remaining juice, as if to taste yourself. You bite down on your lower lip, seemingly savoring the gustatory perception.

'' 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 grin on your face. `` Well do n't worry, you 're about to get much more. And since I tasted myself and liked it, maybe I 'll cause you taste yourself later, '' you declare, sort of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and walk to the end. You uncuff my ankle joint and order me to raise my legs up. I comply, and you take the manacle around my ankles, and using extended shoulder strap, you connect them to the straps binding my articulatio radiocarpea. This keeps my stage up and back, but allows me to shift 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 thought, you climb back over me. However, this time your stage are on opposite English as you squat down over my facial expression again, burying my face in your twat again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

prevarication stomach to put up, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the detail you grabbed earlier. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my font, you grab my cock in your hand again. Keeping your grip firm and tight, so as to preclude me from getting harder, you slip a couple doughnut on me. One around the base of my balls, two stiff single around the base of my spear ; designed to keep me hard and keep up me being able to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your kitty just outside my mouthpiece, and say one affair to me before burying my mouth between your legs again. `` Relax and enjoy this, and no topic what, do not kibosh with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my tongue, you refocus your attention to my take down half, still stroking my solidifying shaft. With your free handwriting, you crack unfold a bottle of lubricant and pour a minor amount of money on the head of my peter. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your purpose being to get me as hard as you can, as the rings take effect and keep me rigid for you to represent with. You wipe up the overindulgence lube with your still detached hand, and slowly trace your finger's breadth down, between my cheeks, and depart rubbing it in a band around my hole. Wanting to meet and search more, you finally pull the still-vibrating bullet train from deep in my ass. You slip in two fingers as far as you can go, and begin rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the rampart.

Noticing me starting to squirm in chemical reaction, you take it to the following horizontal surface and engage my hammer in your sass. Slowly, you slide your lips down my tool, bit by bit, until you reach the bottom. Your mouth tightens around it, and at the same time, you push your fingers into my mess as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your tongue along the side, making me feel every bit of the wild sensation. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your tongue ; your hand now running a house hairgrip up and down. You start to gain a rhythm now.

One hired man tightly wrapped around my throb cock, working its way up and down. The other exploring my ass as deeply and outdoors as it will go. Your warm, wet mouth running in tandem with the hand on my dick ; all while grinding your coxa back into my face, burying me in your twat. Staying at this pace, eventually I feel an orgasm building 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 bit, before stopping abruptly. finger's breadth, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to dilute me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my prick, you turn back to look at me, moving your hip away to make eye impinging, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasize your pointedness, you push your fingerbreadth in deeper and bite the fountainhead of my tool. My strangle cry and back arching lets you know your peak was made.

Turning back to working, you finally, slowly take away all but one finger from within me. `` You 're starting to relax up, my pet. But we still need a little Thomas More. Plus we have to get your plastered piffling cakehole used to having something rammed in and out of it, because once I 've got my putz 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 beading in one hand, you generously put on lube to it. Using two finger to spread my cheeks surface enough, you guide the beads toward my ass. As soon as the first of all small bead push through and into me, my body jerky and I clench shut. This denies you the ability to play and you smack me hard on the thigh, backed by an"outdoors 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 adjust to it. Again my body twitching at the unexpected interloper."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 pearl gets enceinte,"you taunt, popping in the third one.

For the next few astragal, you deliberately train your time forcing them in, making my fix expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual amusement. Reaching the last 4 bead, the openhanded ones, you pause briefly. After taking my rooster tightly in your manus again, you rapidly shove the terminal four beadwork into me. The sudden force per unit area and sensation of something firmly hitting that sensitive spot makes my cock pinch out of controller in your manus. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the entire strand in, rotating it so the balls keep rubbing up against the face, and driving me wild. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your lip around my cock, picking back up the rhythmic motions from to begin with.

Your goal here is simple : Tease me endlessly, get me as close to coming as I can, but not allowing it, and loosening up my ass for you later. The whole time you're driving me wild ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your hip back into my face harder and harder, loving the feeling of my tongue caressing your most sensitive surface area. It's turning you on more and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the course to getting off again. Starting to pick up your gait again with your mouth and hired 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 transactions, this particular torture 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 monolithic, brilliant orgasm. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and stop suddenly, denying me a release. You finally remove the beads 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 piffling ass mercilessly until you 're loose and infirm in the knees ? Because that 's coming. Hope you 're set up, '' you taunt. Not letting me displace an column inch, you decide to afford yourself a fiddling quick pleasure and not let me relax or tighten up. You grab the full shameful cock male plug, and lube it sufficiency to slide nursing home. Reaching back down to unfold my cheeks, you personal line of credit it up with my rumple hole.

'' Hold your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to push it in to me. The swollen and bellying point is the hardest part to get in. I start to push back and clench up, fighting you, but you only pin my legs down, and push harder. Does n't take much more, and with a slight pop, my ass swallows the head teacher. I let out a slight moan of discomfort, and start squirming in objection.

'' Honey, you better get used to it. My cock is bigger and thicker than this, and wo n't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my entire hand up there ... '' You can listen me react to that statement, and use it to slue the remnant of the toy in me, the edges snug against my ass. `` But we 'll see about that another time, '' you say with an sharpness of vamp. `` For now, we 're going to hold you loose and push you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in shoes when my golf hole is tight around it 's boneheaded point, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass piece of work its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to accommodate. Again you make it all the way to the rear. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your handwriting around my still mostly laborious and throbbing cock, squeezing it tight. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the tintinnabulation. You bring yourself around, running your mitt up and down my shaft faster and tightening your grip. Your tongue flicks lightly against the head, making me rise each time. My legs are twitching and trembling, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your deal, but only so you can wrap up your sassing around my cock and proceed to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.

At this gunpoint, it 's not hard for you to tell when I 'm just about to the point of sexual climax, so after keeping up your comb-out, you start to discover me hitting that full stop. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my hips evoke up to meet your mouth, and my prance start to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than an extremely stringent grip at the fundament and around my formal 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 set up to let you yet, my lilliputian cum hussy. I just wanted you to take in a petty pleasure before what happens side by side, because you might not love 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 chairperson, you grab the bag of miniature. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the large, thick, ribbed, purple, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, ill-treat into one leg shoulder strap, then the other, 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 issues. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your English by the chief, you start to run it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only follow. 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 do me helplessly watch in anxious hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the head start it slips in without issue. However, much to my despair, as soon as you meet the ridge on it, it starts to meet resistor. I can you see you trying to push harder to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the totally thing in to the hilt, mostly without too much difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my dresser with a leg on either side of my head again, this clip putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your side by side motility."fountainhead, you get lucky, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the surd matter to get in, but it did fight down back at some points. Apparently you can't even get a pussy wet correctly. Such a pathetic hard worker. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to memorise how to properly nominate something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my head by the tomentum in one hand, and your toy in the other, and jump forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your rosehip, and perpetrate my promontory 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 rima oris, but maintain your bobby pin on my head and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the piece of tail ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your rooster back in.

"I never said you could spill,"you command."I told you, you're going to learn how to use your oral fissure to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my twat, so you're going to get a line the hard way : Do it to my cock before I put it in your ass. keep fighting, and it's the only lubricant you're going to get."To drive your point home, you reach back and twist one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the like clock time, you push more than of your toy into my mouth, to where I can experience it hitting the back of my throat.

"Do you fucking understand me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my capitulum in defeat and acceptance."sound boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my head in both paw, and pull slowly back, until just the head is resting on my lips. You linger there a moment, then pull my read/write head forward as far as you can. This coast my sass an column inch or so down the shaft, which isn't good enough. You let me know with a,"This total thing is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to have to do proficient if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't work my head any further down on it, you ease your body forward again, watching in delight as my mouth slide down the shot, 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 lip. After a second, you jump forward again ; thrusting your fake cock back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your rose hip back and forth, getting wet at the passel of your imperial toy sliding and out of my oral cavity, completely against my will. Not to mention the fact that every time you hit the spine of my pharynx, your side of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your clit. There's also the fact that you're creating a suction with my brim, which causes your toy to gently splay in and out of you, each time it does the same affair in my mouth. Naturally, this starts to get you red-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 humankind, enjoying both the wiz, and the view of my lips tightly wrapped around your toy, you ignore my whimpering and moaning as you invade me further ; your soundbox 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 total toy in my mouth, with my olfactory organ LE than an inch from your stomach. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being unmanageable 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 tease me by telling me,"You're just a good short bitch. I'm very proud of you, but I want to see if you can aim it all the way down. I want your nose against my stomach, is that understand my pet ?"I hesitate a 2d, before acknowledging your postulation. You show how inebriate you are with a mild moan, and plant a taunting kiss on my cheek.

sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less infinite between you and my mouth. Without asking if I'm ready, you place the tip at my lips again, and abstract my head slightly up so the caput of your toy lantern slide in my back talk. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with decision. You reach the for the first time wall, and with a brisk"Open !"you see my mouth undefendable wider, allowing to push the trespasser in further. Next you feel your toy cock hit the spine of my throat, but you're not letting that stop you. Rising up on your stifle a trivial, you start using your soundbox weight to push, and after a few adjustment of my jaw, you feel my throat dedicate way, and your stopcock 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 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 psyche 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 coxa up, withdrawing your toy from inscrutable in my pharynx, 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 trap is allowed to be any wet 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 guide all of your putz down my pharynx with no issue, and pull yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to bewitch my breathing spell, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and catch the gag from the chair."That's the last time you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my head again, you force the orb gag into my mouth, and batten down it tightly around my head. Now tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, I am left completely to your will and can not do anything about it. Enjoying the secrecy now, you let out a quiet sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your future project.

Disconnecting one of my leg constraint, you Order me to flip over, on my stomach. I comply, and ringlet over ; the restraints around my wrists 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 nerve, at the entry to my hole, and squeeze gently."I promised you a little bit of lube, and even though you have fought back, I'll keep my promise. Besides…. With as hard 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 finger's breadth, and labour them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a third fingerbreadth to earn sure the entranceway to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the fingers, you take your toy in your script, and stuff a the right way sum of lube down onto it. Catching the overabundance in your handwriting, you wrap your fingers around the pecker, 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 peter hovering just above my ass.

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

"Are you ready ?"you ask.

I nod my head.

"Ready for what ?"I manage to speak a mute"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 fuck me Mistress."

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

I'm quiet for a moment before you hear my response."Please schoolma'am, fuck me."

"fucking you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing quality to your phonation.

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

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

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

Holding your toy in your hand, you guide it towards my now lubed up, lax and waiting hole. You trace a rotary around the opening with the head to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the heading into my ass. The twitch of my legs and clenching of my ass, mixed with a quiet sigh, tell apart you that it was a mix of pleasure and pain, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at first. Able to guide it in without your hired man now, you pull my ass apart so you can observe your dick slide into my ass. Putting your weighting behind it as you did above me before, you apply insistency 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 rest 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 jut and rib of your toy cock, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the head still in. Not waiting, or taking it easygoing this metre, you quickly thrust the total shaft all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercy, you pull out and hurtle fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your sweet time, getting the interior of me slick with lube. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lube to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you 're satisfied that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my stringent hole is now plenteousness loose for your delectation, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a easygoing groan from me.

'' Now, I want you to call down up on your hands and genu, but do not let my tool slip out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to pillow on your heels, pulling about half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my elbows. I rise up on one knee, and then the other, but as I go to flora my hands down, I accidentally lean too far forward, and your toy slips out of me.

'' Tsk, tsk, '' is all I hear from you. I can experience you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your cock against my ass a few prison term. `` You did n't follow instructions. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the promontory of your dick back into my ass, then grab my hips. Settling in, you pull me back as backbreaking as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your prick into me full force. You are n't being mollify with me anymore. Fully cognizant that I can easily admit it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hip for summate 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 noise, but you do n't decelerate down. You 're enjoying every second of watching my ass saltation from each hard thrust into me, and the sound of my moaning in delight.

You 're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as firmly and fast in regaining, which is aided by a belittled vibrator you secured to tantalize your clitoris. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; hard and tenacious thrust, making sure your body flap down home flatcar against me every time. You have no design 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 correctly, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those racket. If I ca n't hear you, then I wo n't reckon you 're enjoying this, '' you say to me, before resuming your ceaseless ramming of me.

Eventually, you slow down for a second, to seize my cock, which was been swinging back and Forth River from your concentrated fucking. You push the rings around it back up tightly, as you do n't need me coming just yet, and impart it a few slow and firm diagonal, just to push me that very much closelipped and beleaguer me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both custody on my berm, while pulling your articulatio coxae back. You lean as close to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your selection how I give it to you. You have options. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me faster, have it off me deeper, or fuck me intemperately .'Those are your choice, so take, '' you tell me quietly. I hesitate, not certain what to say. `` Choose, '' you bark. `` Choose or I 'll choose for you, and you 're not going to like it. ''

I pause another minute or so, before mumbling a weak, halfhearted, `` Faster, kept woman. ''

You think for a second. `` You know, I do n't like your answer. You took too long, and you did n't seem like you really wanted it. So now you 're getting all three, '' you say, chiding me. Grabbing onto my berm tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy cock. In this new position, you 're able to go bass 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 hips hit my ass to drive your toy in to me as far and as deep as you can. The harder and faster you pound, the more I can finger the rolling waving of an orgasm building, and you 're not even touching my dick.

The same is genuine on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your consistency jump to tense up, an stupefy orgasm edifice. The closer you get, it seems like you find extra appurtenance in the velocity and power of your thrust, 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 shout of pleasure. Thrusting in and out. Long, deep flare-up of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your shaft is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so knockout that your body is purge against mine. Every so often, your cock slips out, but that does n't arrest you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, deep purple toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no resistance or crusade.

You carry on like this for some time, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the military group of the intense orgasm building inside you. The brilliant bother, pleasure, and press sensations I feel against my most sensitive daub are making me weak in the knees, and my entire trunk is tiring from handling the strength of your ass-fucking, making me lower myself down on my cubitus for documentation ; the unhurt time, my dick oozing pre-cum. It 's not too lots longer, and you can experience yourself start to come. Just at the edge of flood tide, you slam in one final time, before your buffeting ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my back, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slow up grinds that rub your toy against your clitoris, which push the orgasm harder and faster. I can feel your tenderness racing against my cover, hear your heavy and trite external respiration, and actually feel some of your succus running down your leg and onto mine. You keep lightly grinding against me, the toy still planted deep in my ass, putting the most stick pressure on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my gumshoe.

After a moment, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your rooster in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing cock in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the point, 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 boastfully cock from my ass. Running your manus on it, you admire the warmheartedness it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the eloquence of it from the lubricator and the juice in me. You step off the bed, and unwrap my leg restraint again. You order me back over, laying with my cock facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my wooden leg up as they were before, and this time you 've put a few pillows under me to lift my hips up a bit.

Slipping back under me, you reach forward and tear the gag off me. You give me a moment to stretch out 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 mean I was done with your ass yet, did you ? ''

Laughing, you continue, `` Of row not. I know how sensitive that little spot in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to crap you cum so gruelling, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you military position yourself, and extend to down with a few fingerbreadth to feel my bunghole. nada how promiscuous it is now, and how easily your finger's breadth slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your dick hands-free toward my ass, and smile gleefully as my ass hungrily accepts it, and it slips right in to the hilt with comfort. `` This will be easier than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and forth, letting near of the shaft slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, angry, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as lots continued, sonorous atmospheric pressure on my most sensitive situation as you can, until my cock explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no link on my peter whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to score me cum as much and hard as you can, since you have something in judgement.

Reaching down to take aim my cock in your hand, you start grinding a little harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my cock with a house grasp, 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 inadequate and quicker, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a Night of torture, teasing, and orgasm denial. Picking up the yard with your handwriting, your turn of events to quick pumps of my peter, running your script down the whole distance of it. You 've also started moving your dick around more, rotating your pelvic arch to displace it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my cock, and hump my ass, barreling me tight and snug to an orgasm. My breathing time quickens, and you know I 'm penny-pinching.

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

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

Suddenly, you feel me tense up up tightly, raising my hip up sharply to pierce my turncock into your helping hand. At the Lapp time you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that second, you stop thrusting, and clinch your fist around the top of my prick. You can palpate my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your force per unit area, but it 's building. Right at the unadulterated import, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with strength, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my stomach. Since it had been days since I 'd cum end, and you 'd been toying with me all Nox, it 's cypher brusque of a monumental load. My tool continues to take fire and twitch in your deal, spurting more and more than cum out ; it running down your paw and landing around my tummy and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My total body is shaking, my cock sensitive to the touching. And your toy dick is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my hole clench tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a moment to take hold of my intimation, you sketch your scathe. I have cum everywhere. More than a vauntingly mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the great deal you 've made. We 're going to have to clean this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes mistress, I 'll clean it up, '' I say through strained breaths, not aware of your meaning.

'' Will you now ? Such a good fiddling pet. I 'm glad you 're offering to clean up your quite a little 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 up me learn. There 's plenitude of cum on your hand that was wrapped around my dick. With the former, you scoop up some of the enceinte drops. Leaning forward, you command me to open my oral fissure. 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 import to actualise what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You stop me by clamping your paw over my mouth. With a clean and jerk finger from the other hand, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a look of stale determination.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to clean house up your stack. You cleaned up mine, and you clean up yours. You are going to try not only me, but the predilection of your cum, so you can appreciate it when I do it. Now, unfold your backtalk, and do not do anything with this. '' I glare at you in defiance before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and heart-to-heart my mouthpiece ; the footling bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your unclouded hired hand, and pass over it into my lip. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final parts, which is quite a lading in itself. This clip, you surprise me, and figure out it off your hired hand. With a mouthful of my cum now, you close your optic, tasting it, licking your handwriting 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 sassing. Leaning down, in from my oral cavity, you tilt your read/write head so you can address without losing any of the cum. `` Now, I would n't require to deny you any of this. And it 's your job to make clean it up. Here you go. '' With that, you flora your lip on mine, firmly kissing me. With your natural language, you feed the sleep of my cum to me. I can feel the large load sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying cuddling you too a great deal. After kissing me passionately for a few present moment, you pull back, licking your rim.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my caput. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my dick, you put your fingers on my brim, telling me, `` Now now, be a in force little slut and clean up all of your mess. Lick my fingerbreadth clean. '' I lift my principal up, taking your fingers in my warm, wet mouth, and use my tongue to lick your fingers wasteland of any cum, which is a sentiency that sends iciness down your body. Once they are plumb, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a big 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 severe, you look me in the eyes. `` With that being said, '' you say in a firm, no fucking around, tone of voice, `` bury every concluding drop. '' The look in my centre is zero but pure mental rejection. I shake my mind. `` 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, dense consignment, that it takes me a second to get it all. `` Now, spread out your sassing and point your schoolma'am that it 's all gone, like a unspoilt little squawk. '' I do, and upon seeing an empty mouth, you give off a squeal of delight again, and grab me to snog me, thrilled at my humiliation and obedience.

'' You 've been such a in force little pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your good deal. For that, you get your reinforcement, '' you tell me, smiling and excited.

'' Does that stand for I finally get free ? '' I ask, almost pleading and begging. This makes you chortle.

'' No, of course not. You 're still my footling fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my pussy the properly way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. `` Are you gear up ? You know the rules. Make me cum, and do n't you dare remember of cumming without my permission. If you do, so help me, I 'll sit right on your brass and make you cleanse it out of me. '' I nod my head in understanding.

At that, you humbled yourself down, grabbing my still surd cock, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and pass on me a final exam order.

'' Now lay back, and let me ride your peter. Oops, I mean, MY peter, since I own you now. '' No Sooner are the word of honor out of your sassing, you start sliding up and down my putz, riding it as hard as you can, into the night ...