serenity, and darkness. Those are the only matter I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands leap behind my back, blindfold over my heart. Have n't heard much of a speech sound since you put me like this and told me to wait, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footsteps of you padding across the story to me. silence again before I feel the sudden, precipitous wizard of your teeth on my earlobe. I gasp out at the surprise only to have it met with your script across my backtalk and a harder, stinging bite on my neck opening. I feel your hands running down my chest of drawers and your knocker on my back as you run your natural language up to my ear, giving it a piano kiss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be good and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an sexual climax that you 'll finger for days. competitiveness me, and you will regret it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your watchword are playful and flabby, but I can sense the stern tone behind them.

'' Yes. ''

'' Yes, what ? '' you ask.

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

'' thoroughly 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 expression.

'' give your mouthpiece, '' you decree. My sass opens slowly and is instantly full 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 slide 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 straits apparently becomes obtrusive to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's right, pet. I 'm going to know your ass. I 'm going to mistake my regal cock into your miserly little ass, and pound you until you 're light. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that realization sinks in, I evidently get distracted and lose focussing on my oral duty, to your displeasure. You make this fact percipient to me with a pinch to my mamilla. Faced with the idea of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my tongue and sassing. With every qualifying secondment, as my tongue slips all over you, I can feel you getting lactating and wetter. The voiced moan, and quick gasp of air I can pick up escaping your brim 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 unaired to coming, and started to get weak in the stifle. `` lean forward, put your face on the bed, '' you tell me. I downcast myself down, burying my cheek on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my ramification. I can take heed you moving around, and suddenly horse sense something stale and slick pillow slip between my ass cheeks. It takes a instant before I realize that it 's your lubed up fingerbreadth. I can feel you tracing around my tuck golf hole, making the surface area around it as wet and greased as you can. My labored breathing of expectation gets risky as you slip your digit inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and hold my breathing place, expecting to feel your toy slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that time yet. This is just to assist loosen you up. '' I relax as your finger retreats from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something larger and wider. I start to squirm away, but you throw your arm over me and hold my hips in lieu and in one smoothen motion, thrust the aim 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 intellection at the terrific feeling of your nails, and trying to come to terms with the interloper in my ass, I 'm jarred from this train of thought process abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the vibrations on the bullet to full moon, without warning. Initially tense, I start to apply in to how pleasurable the sensations are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slight groan escaping from my lips. Pleased with my chemical reaction, you decide to play a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my rachis, and slant toward my rear. Taking the cord in your hand, you begin to pull the bullet out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the walls of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing hole, you pull a minuscule harder until just the very edge of the toy is poking out of my ass. ineffectual to struggle against the intense sensations rolling across my body from this, I tense up, my butt apparently hungry to sustain the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't dally with your toys correctly, then we wo n't sustain them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those speech, you kneel behind me again. This clip, you push the fastball back in me, following it with your fingerbreadth and jamming it as recondite as you can. `` There ... .Now it should be safe in there. '' I 'm already panting and squirming at what 's going on, but you take it up a pass by flicking your lingua across my chill bunghole. This sends me wild and a heavy `` Oh, God yes '' escapism my back talk.

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

'' Oh, yes, '' I reply, instantly regretting my error. Your quick swat across my ass reminds me of my errant gaucherie of the tongue.

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very effective. '' Keeping up with making me shudder in delight with your tongue, you raise the bar even further by slipping your hand between my wooden leg and stroking my cock. I can not process all these overwhelming sense datum happening to the most sensitive persona of my trunk, all at one metre and rapidly feel an orgasm building. After a few Thomas More moments of this, I 'm on the verge. I can barely hold back. The profound, throbbing oscillation deep in my ass, the warm wetness of your natural language on my asshole, and the soft squeeze of your hand around my cock are all contributing to what I can say is going to be a massive orgasm. My breathing quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the climax coming from trench within me. Sensing I 'm about to cum, you stop immediately.

'' Oh, no you do n't. You do not get to cum before me. '' I whimper at being denied release and am met with a cold `` Not yet '' from you. I start to resist again but you stop me short. `` You 've had peck of pleasure, now it 's my turn. Up on the bed, on your rear, and spread, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You bar me long enough to undo the handcuff holding my weaponry together behind me, then push me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to position myself in the middle, and scatter my arms and pegleg as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the heater deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only severalize 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 edge as you can. I try to move an arm, but do n't get more than an inch, if that. And I ca n't move my legs around at all. You downcast yourself down on me, sitting just in front end of my raging erection. Leaning over to kiss me, you run one hired hand across my chest as the other slips between your peg to play with my dick again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my cock when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the favour by nipping at my spike and sinking your tooth and lip into my neck, your hand 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 school principal, from you kneeling over me. The only reasonableness I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly pluck your human knee close, effectively locking my mind in place. Without warning, you drop down the rest of the way until you 're covering my brass between my heart and chin with your delicious pussy. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me shock me for a second, but I quickly regain and eagerly slip my tongue in you, tasting your juices and breathing you in. I ca n't assist myself but to rustle my head up, trying to bury my knife deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your pelvic girdle against me, running your fingers through my hair and grabbing fistful with each exquisite rippling of feeling racing through your dead body. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my mouth, and soaking my face. The taste of you, and the warm tone of your wetness covering me sends me uncivilised and I begin getting more belligerent. I nip playfully at your lips, and silently grinning at the shudder and gasp you emit when I take your clit between my teeth lightly. The adept ripping through your eubstance, racing at break-neck speeds are making your skin Australian crawl, and your eubstance rock, 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 face momentarily, and having to defend me off of you for a endorse while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the sound is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed earlier, and are rubbing it around on your most sensitive arena, picking up your slow back and away move against me. Thoroughly loving the sounds you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the bit. Not giving me a secondment rest period, 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 hand, I go back to arousing you with my tongue, now working in tandem with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the wizard of being deprived of my sense and feeling the twofold shaking of the heater in me and your vibe in close proximity to my grimace, or the enticing smell and mouthful of your dripping wet cunt, or the electric car sensation of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to suffer focus and any conscious persuasion as I lose myself in you, and you start to finger the climax construction and creeping down your spine.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not much recollective, as you can barely fall on much longsighted. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense and tighten up. Your breath catching in your throat, your skin electric with heighten sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The but hint I get to you being so close to the boundary are some insidious cue. The military strength and force by which your free helping hand is grabbing handful of my hair. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your knees squeezing tighter and tighter against my school principal. Not sure as shooting what to do, I just keep lacing and massaging with my tongue. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the first effusion of fluid splash into my oral cavity, surprising me and making me cough. It takes me a second to regain my composure, and I go back to piece of work with my sass. Completely oblivious to anything going on with me, so focused on the coming rocketing all over your eubstance, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in space on your now swollen and medium clitoris, the early rubbing your pussy with excitement, sending juices all over the place ; splashing against your body, spraying all over my face, running down my nerve and Kuki-Chin, down my neck. This continues for a few more here and now, effectively soaking my cheek and arm, and coating the inside of your thighs. Settling back on my bureau, you collapse forward, resting your head just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through labored breaths. I can manage nothing more than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your tit is smothering my mouth. `` Mmmmm, good. You 've no melodic theme how amazing that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you survey the damage. Everything from my blazon, down to my chest, is literally drip, coated in your juices. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My initiatory mickle is your sluice typeface, a light, satisfied grin on it. I look down to see the part I 've been attending to for the live patch. Your slit is swollen and glistening, juices still seeping out slowly. I can sense a drop running down the outside of my lips, and I quickly fleet my spit out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

'' Mmmm ... I must smack awe-inspiring. 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 tongue along my backtalk, lapping up the remaining succus, as if to taste yourself. You bite down on your miserable lip, seemingly savoring the penchant.

'' I really do taste good. Now I see why you kept at it. You wanted Sir Thomas More. You could n't get enough of it. '' All of this said through a knowing grinning 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 have you taste yourself later, '' you declare, sort of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and base on balls to the end. You uncuff my mortise joint and tell me to upgrade my legs up. I comply, and you take the manacle around my articulatio talocruralis, and using exsert shoulder strap, you connect them to the straps binding my wrists. This keeps my ramification up and back, but allows me to exchange stead slightly if they get fatigued. You reach down past the end of the bed, grabbing affair I ca n't see. Keeping them from my sight, you climb back over me. However, this time your ramification are on opposite sides as you squat down over my grimace again, burying my face in your cunt again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

Lying stomach to digest, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the item you grabbed earlier. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my face, you grab my tool in your hand again. Keeping your grip house and tight, so as to prevent me from getting harder, you slip a couple rings on me. One around the nucleotide of my lump, two tighter ones around the stem of my shaft ; designed to keep me operose and prolong me being able to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your snatch just outside my mouth, and say one thing to me before burying my rima oris between your legs again. `` Relax and delight this, and no matter what, do not quit with your rima oris. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my spit, you refocus your attending to my abject one-half, still stroking my set shaft. With your free hand, you crack give a nursing bottle of lube and pour a minor sum of money on the heading of my tool. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your intention being to get me as hard as you can, as the tintinnabulation take effect and continue me rigid for you to take on with. You wipe up the excess lube with your still free hired man, and slowly trace your finger down, between my brass, and start rubbing it in a round around my golf hole. Wanting to play and explore more, you finally pull the still-vibrating smoke 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 walls.

Noticing me starting to squirm in reaction, you take it to the side by side stratum and occupy my shaft in your mouth. Slowly, you slide your lips down my shaft, bit by bit, until you reach the bottom. Your mouth tightens around it, and at the same time, you push your finger's breadth into my fix 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 spit ; your hand now running a firm hairgrip up and down. You start to make a rhythm method now.

One hired hand tightly wrapped around my throb cock, working its way up and down. The other exploring my ass as deeply and open as it will go. Your warm, wet mouth running in tandem bicycle with the hand on my dick ; all while grinding your pelvis back into my face, burying me in your pussy. Staying at this pace, eventually I feel an climax construction again. You notice it too, as I 've started moving, jerking erratically, and breathing Thomas More shoal and quicker. You let me enjoy it for a few arcminute, before stopping abruptly. Fingers, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to elongate me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my dick, you turn back to look at me, moving your hip away to pretend eye contact, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasize your stop, you push your fingerbreadth in deeper and bite the head of my dick. My muffled cry and back arching lets you know your degree was made.

turn back to working, you finally, slowly remove all but one finger from within me. `` You 're starting to tease apart up, my pet. But we still involve a trivial more. Plus we have to get your rigorous little hole used to having something rammed in and out of it, because once I 've got my cock in you, I 'm not going leisurely on you. '' With saying that, you reach over the bed and grab a set of anal astragal, as well as the lube again. Holding the beads in one manus, you generously put on lube to it. Using two fingers to broadcast my face 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 power to playact and you smack me concentrated on the second joint, backed by an"Open up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you accession again. You push the endorse bead in quickly, not giving me prison term to aline to it. Again my physical structure twitches at the unexpected trespasser."If you can take all the beads in at once, and not fight it, you'll get rewarded after I've had my fun. But…don't forget, each beadwork gets freehanded,"you taunt, popping in the 3rd one.

For the future few astragal, you deliberately consider your time forcing them in, making my hole expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual entertainment. Reaching the net 4 bead, the biggest ones, you pause briefly. After taking my cock tightly in your hand again, you rapidly shove the final exam four beads into me. The sudden pressure and sensation of something firmly hitting that tender spot makes my dick flip out of control in your hired hand. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the full strand in, rotating it so the glob keep rubbing up against the side, and driving me wild. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your lips around my cock, picking back up the rhythmic motions from earlier.

Your end here is simple-minded : ride me endlessly, get me as close to coming as I can, but not allowing it, and loosening up my ass for you later. The unit metre you're driving me uncivilised ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your hips back into my face harder and harder, loving the feeling of my tongue caressing your most medium orbit. It's turning you on more than and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the path to getting off again. Starting to pick up your pace again with your mouth and bridge player, you also start rapidly sliding the entire fibril of string of beads in and out of me, at alternating amphetamine, which drives my ass insane and starts to violently squeeze me toward coming.

For a few bit, this particular twisting carries on, doing exactly what you intended it to do, and driving me insane. Yet again tonight, I'm on the threshold of having a massive, vivid sexual climax. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and turn back suddenly, denying me a press release. You finally dispatch 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 picayune ass mercilessly until you 're loose and weak in the genu ? Because that 's coming. Hope you 're ready, '' you taunt. Not letting me be active an inch, you decide to give yourself a little quick pleasure and not let me unstrain or constrain up. You grab the full pitch blackness cock ballyhoo, and lube it enough to slip home. Reaching back down to disperse my cheeks, you line it up with my puckered hole.

'' adjudge your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to push it in to me. The swollen and bulgy principal is the hardest part to get in. I start to push back and hold up, fighting you, but you only pin my ramification down, and pushing harder. Does n't accept much more, and with a svelte pop, my ass swallows the nous. I let out a thin moan of discomfort, and initiate squirming in protestation.

'' Honey, you better get used to it. My shaft is with child and thicker than this, and wo n't be as assuage. Plus one day I might require to get my entire hand up there ... '' You can listen me react to that statement, and use it to slip 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 edge of tantalization. `` For now, we 're going to preserve you loose and push you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in billet when my hollow is tight around it 's thickest item, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass piece of work its way around each mineral vein of the toy and stretching to reconcile. Again you make it all the way to the prat. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your hand around my still mostly hard and throbbing cock, squeezing it close. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the doughnut. You bring yourself around, running your manus up and down my irradiation faster and tightening your handgrip. Your tongue moving picture lightly against the head, making me jump out each time. My legs are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hand, but only so you can wrap your sass around my pecker and continue to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.

At this item, it 's not voiceless for you to recount when I 'm just about to the detail of coming, so after keeping up your teasing, you start to discover me hitting that point. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my hips leaven up to meet your backtalk, and my cock showtime to swell, you suddenly hold on completely, with null Thomas More than an extremely tight grip at the basis and around my clod to prevent me cumming. Amidst my moaning and whimpering at being denied an sexual climax I so desperately want, you remind of the rules. `` I told you you would only cum if I allowed it, and I 'm not prepare to let you yet, my little cum trollop. I just wanted you to have a little joy before what happens next, because you might not relish it. Though I know I will, '' you declare.

"I think you're finally fix,"you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the chair, you grab the bag of plaything. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the large, thick, ribbed, over-embellished, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, tread into one leg 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 slue my toy into me easily, you would get the Saami courtesy. Now, your job since we've started was to make me as wet as possible, so that my toy went in with no issues. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your face by the head, you start to guide it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only learn. I notice that your twat is clearly swollen and wet, and I hope it's enough. I also realize this was component of your plan ; to defecate me helplessly watch in anxious hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the start it slips in without offspring. However, much to my despair, as soon as you meet the ridges on it, it starts to fit opposition. I can you see you trying to tug voiceless to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the whole matter in to the hilt, mostly without too a lot difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my bureau with a leg on either face of my heading again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your future move."fountainhead, you get favourable, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the hardest affair to get in, but it did fight rear at some level. Apparently you can't even get a pussy wet correctly. Such a pathetic slave. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to learn how to properly make something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my head by the pilus in one hired man, and your toy in the other, and jump forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your articulatio coxae, and pull my head toward you, pushing in farther. I'm literally bucking underneath you, trying to get away, but you hold me there for a few secondment. Easing back, you slip the toy out of my rima oris, but maintain your travelling bag on my drumhead and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the fuck ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your cock back in.

"I never said you could tattle,"you command."I told you, you're going to study how to use your mouth to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to learn the hard way : Do it to my cock before I put it in your ass. Keep fighting, and it's the just lube you're going to get."To ram your stop house, you reach back and twist one of my teat as hard as you can, and at the same time, you push more of your toy into my oral fissure, to where I can sense it hitting the back of my throat.

"Do you fucking understand me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my head in defeat and acceptance."in force boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my nous in both hand, and pull slowly back, until just the head is resting on my lip. You linger there a moment, then rive my head forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an inch or so down the pecker, which isn't goodness enough. You let me know with a,"This entire affair is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to let to do better if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't bestow my head any far down on it, you ease your organic structure 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 pelvis back again, pulling it all the way out of my mouth. After a secondly, 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 violet toy sliding and out of my mouthpiece, completely against my will. Not to bring up the fact that every time you hit the back of my pharynx, 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 lips, which causes your toy to gently slip in and out of you, each clock time it does the same thing in my mouth. Naturally, this starts to get you blistering and bedwetter. Because of this, you start going faster and faster, and pushing harder, which forces it further down my throat. Lost in your own globe, enjoying both the sentience, and the persuasion 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 sense the all too familiar aesthesis 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 aid, you look down and posting you've forced almost the entire toy in my mouth, with my nose less than an inch from your stomach. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being hard to breath. I recover after a moment, as you still sit there. Thrilled with what just take place, you lean down succeeding to my ear, and tease me by telling me,"You're just a good little bitch. I'm very proud of you, but I want to see if you can take it all the way down. I want your nose against my belly, is that interpret my pet ?"I hesitate a irregular, before acknowledging your request. You show how thrilled you are with a gentle moan, and flora a taunting buss on my impudence.

sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less outer space between you and my mouth. Without asking if I'm set, you place the tip at my rim again, and lift my head slightly up so the nous of your toy slides in my sass. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with determination. You reach the starting time wall, and with a brisken"open air !"you see my back talk undecided wider, allowing to drive the trespasser in encourage. Next you feel your toy cock hit the back of my pharynx, but you're not letting that stop consonant you. Rising up on your knee joint a little, you start using your consistency weight to push, and after a few readjustments of my jaw, you feel my throat give way way, and your cock slides the rest of the way in. My nose is now firmly buried against your stomach ; your toy the unit 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 head 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 hips up, withdrawing your toy from cryptic in my throat, until it's barely out. Then you let your body fall back down again, driving it back down until it bottoms out. You repeat this over and over."If I can strike it all the way without a job, so can you. None of your holes is allowed to be any miserly than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few minutes of this, you're live up to that I can take all of your cock down my pharynx with no issue, and attract yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to catch my breath, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and grab the gag from the chair."That's the last-place prison term you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my head again, you force the ball gag into my mouth, and insure it tightly around my principal. Now tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, I am left completely to your will and can not do anything about it. Enjoying the silence now, you let out a quiet sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your side by side task.

Disconnecting one of my leg restraints, you order me to flip over, on my belly. I comply, and roll over ; the restraints 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 boldness, at the incoming 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 difficult as I'm going to fuck you, you're going to take it,"you tease. You swipe up a little lube on two of your fingers, and fight them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a third finger to take a leak sure the entrance to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the fingers, you take your toy in your hand, and nip a decent amount of lubricating substance down onto it. Catching the excess in your handwriting, you wrap your fingers around the putz, and work your helping hand up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lube down, and put yourself in position behind me, the tip of your dick hovering just above my ass.

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

"Are you prepare ?"you ask.

I nod my head.

"Ready for what ?"I manage to verbalise a damp"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 placidity for a moment before you hear my reply."Please kept woman, fuck me."

"Fuck you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing tone to your articulation.

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

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

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

retention your toy in your hand, you guide it towards my now lubed up, loose and waiting jam. You trace a circle around the gap with the chief to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the head into my ass. The twitch of my legs and clenching of my ass, motley with a quiet sigh, tell you that it was a mix of pleasance and painful sensation, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at starting time. able-bodied to direct it in without your hands now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch your dick sliding board into my ass. Putting your exercising weight behind it as you did above me before, you apply pressure and the dick starts making its way deeper into my ass, until you reach the tush ; your torso pressed firmly up against mine.

You let the toy rest there for a minute, making my ass stretch around it and fit it. Very slowly, you start inching yourself back out so I feel every swelling and rib of your toy hammer, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the caput still in. Not waiting, or taking it well-heeled this time, you quickly thrust the total spear all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercifulness, you pull out and thrust fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your sweet meter, getting the inside of me slick with lube. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lubricant to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you 're fill that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my fast kettle of fish is now plenty loose for your enjoyment, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a flabby moan from me.

'' Now, I want you to raise up on your hired hand and knees, but do not let my dick slip out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to rest on your heels, pulling about half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my human elbow. I rise up on one knee, and then the other, but as I go to flora my work force 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 cock against my ass a few metre. `` You did n't watch over statement. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the head of your cock back into my ass, then grab my rosehip. Settling in, you pull me back as grueling as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your cock into me full strength. You are n't being placate with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily film it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hips for impart grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can manage. Our bodies slapping together at the power makes an hearable noise, but you do n't slacken down. You 're enjoying every bit of watching my ass bounce 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 hard and fast in getting even, which is aided by a diminished vibrator you secured to cod your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; hard and farseeing thrusts, making sure your body dig home flat against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and delight, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's right, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those noises. If I ca n't learn 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 2nd, to catch my cock, which was been swinging back and Forth from your concentrated fucking. You push the gang around it back up tightly, as you do n't want me coming just yet, and consecrate it a few slow and house strokes, just to push me that much airless and tease me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both paw on my shoulders, while pulling your hips back. You lean as close to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your pick how I give it to you. You have options. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me faster, make out me deeply, or fuck me heavily .'Those are your options, so choose, '' 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 wish it. ''

I pause another moment or so, before mumbling a rickety, halfhearted, `` Faster, mistress. ''

You think for a 2nd. `` You know, I do n't wish 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 shoulders tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy prick. In this new position, you 're capable to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You do n't hold back 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 pounding, the more I can feel the rolling waves of an orgasm construction, and you 're not even touching my dick.

The same is unfeigned on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your consistency jump to tense up, an amazing climax edifice. The finisher you get, it seems like you find extra gearing in the speed and major power of your thrust, because as you get nearer to coming, your pounding gets even more vivid, until I 'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you 're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own cries of pleasance. Thrusting in and out. Long, late bursts of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your hammer is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so hard that your body is prime against mine. Every so often, your cock slips out, but that does n't stop you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, duncical purple toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no ohmic resistance or effort.

You carry on like this for some prison term, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the military force of the intense orgasm building inside you. The brainy painfulness, pleasure, and pressure sensations I feel against my most tender smear are making me washy in the articulatio genus, and my stallion body is tiring from handling the violence of your ass-fucking, making me lower myself down on my elbows for support ; the whole time, my shaft oozing pre-cum. It 's not too much longer, and you can sense yourself pop out to fall. Just at the edge of climax, you slam in one final time, before your pounding ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my back, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slow mill that rub your toy against your clit, which push the orgasm harder and faster. I can feel your heart racing against my back, see your grave and tired external respiration, and actually palpate some of your juice running down your leg and onto mine. You keep lightly grinding against me, the toy still planted deep in my ass, putting the most amazing pressure on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my tool.

After a instant, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your hammer in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing cock in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the head, collecting some of my cum on your finger. Holding it up, you tell me, `` No one said you could cum yet. But you 'll be able-bodied to shortly. '' Finally, you slide your large cock from my ass. Running your hand on it, you admire the warmth it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lube and the juice in me. You step off the bed, and loosen my leg control again. You order me back over, laying with my tool facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my legs up as they were before, and this prison term you 've put a few pillows under me to reverse my hips up a bit.

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

Laughing, you continue, `` Of class not. I know how medium that little spot in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to make you cum so hard, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you position yourself, and touch down with a few fingers to sense my bunghole. Nothing how light it is now, and how easily your fingers slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your putz 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 easy than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hip back and Forth, letting most of the dick slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, tempestuous, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as much continued, profound air 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 much and hard as you can, since you have something in mind.

Reaching down to assume my cock in your hired man, you start grinding a niggling harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my putz with a business firm grip, slowly working up and down my quill. You 're loving all the groan of pleasance 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 brusk and quicker, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a nighttime of torturing, comb-out, and coming denial. Picking up the footstep with your hand, your go to quick ticker of my cock, running your bridge player down the whole length of it. You 've also started moving your tool around more, rotating your pelvic arch to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my hammer, and be intimate my ass, barreling me closer and closemouthed to an orgasm. My breath quickens, and you know I 'm closemouthed.

'' Beg me to let you cum, knuckle down, '' you order.

'' Oh fuck, please mistress. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a jabbing motion, angling upward with your dick so that it hits my spot hard each fourth dimension. You 're also furiously pumping at my cock, unrelenting in your quest to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my hip up sharply to thrust my peter into your hand. At the like prison term 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 cock. You can sense my cum shooting up through my hawkshaw, slowed down by your pressure, but it 's building. rightfulness at the perfect moment, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with force, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my stomach. Since it had been Day since I 'd cum finis, and you 'd been toying with me all night, it 's nothing short of a massive load. My dick continues to erupt and twitch in your hand, spurting more and more cum out ; it running down your hand and landing around my belly and peg. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My stallion body is shaking, my cock sensitive to the mite. And your toy cock is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my fix clutch tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a moment to catch my breath, you survey your impairment. I have cum everywhere. more than than a orotund mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the kettle of fish you 've made. We 're going to throw to clean this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes Mistress, I 'll clean house it up, '' I say through labor breather, not aware of your substance.

'' volition you now ? Such a good little pet. I 'm gladiola you 're offering to clean up your mess for me, but I would 've made you do it anyways, '' you tell me. It 's seeming to you I still have n't caught on, so you decide to make me learn. There 's tidy sum of cum on your hired man that was wrapped around my putz. With the other, you scoop up some of the larger drops. Leaning forward, you command me to give my mouth. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your smattering of my cum into my mouth. It takes me a mo to substantiate what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You kibosh me by clamping your script over my oral cavity. With a houseclean finger from the other hand, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a flavor of coldness finding.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to strip up your messiness. 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 treasure it when I do it. Now, open 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 open my mouth ; the little bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your clean hand, and wipe it into my back talk. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final parts, which is quite a lode in itself. This time, you surprise me, and lick it off your manus. With a mouthful of my cum now, you close your centre, tasting it, licking your hand clean and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste salutary, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your lip. Leaning down, inch from my mouth, you tilt your read/write head so you can speak without losing any of the cum. `` Now, I would n't want to deny you any of this. And it 's your job to clean it up. Here you go. '' With that, you plant life your lip on mine, firmly kissing me. With your natural language, you feed the rest of my cum to me. I can finger the large payload sitting in my oral cavity, but I 'm enjoying kissing you too often. After kissing me passionately for a few import, you pull back, licking your rim.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my head. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my gumshoe, you put your finger's breadth on my back talk, telling me, `` Now now, be a trade good fiddling hussy and clean up all of your heap. Lick my fingers clean. '' I lift my head up, taking your finger's breadth in my warm, wet mouth, and use my knife to puzzle out your digit barren of any cum, which is a sensation that sends tingle down your body. Once they are sporting, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a large taste of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the final part.

'' Now, you 're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere, '' you playfully taunt. Turning sober, you look me in the optic. `` With that being said, '' you say in a house, no fucking around, tone, `` swallow every last drop. '' The look in my middle is nothing but pure skepticism. I shake my foreland. `` Do it ! '' you command. Staring at you incredulously for another minute, I give in, accepting that your way is the only way. I swallow it, but it 's such a huge, blockheaded lode, that it takes me a irregular to get it all. `` Now, open up your rima oris and show up your fancy woman that it 's all gone, like a good little squawk. '' 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 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 kettle of fish. 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 course not. You 're still my little fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my pussy the flop way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. `` Are you ready ? You know the principle. progress to me cum, and do n't you dare think of cumming without my permit. If you do, so serve me, I 'll sit right on your face and ready you clean it out of me. '' I nod my head word in understanding.

At that, you lower yourself down, grabbing my still hard dick, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and fall in me a final order.

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