Quiet, and darkness. Those are the but things I can sense right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands bound behind my book binding, blindfold over my center. Have n't heard much of a sound since you put me like this and told me to expect, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footsteps of you padding across the trading floor to me. Silence again before I feel the sudden, sharp sensation of your teeth on my earlobe. I gasp out at the surprise only to have it met with your handwriting across my mouth and a harder, stinging pungency on my neck opening. I feel your handwriting running down my chest and your tit on my back as you run your tongue up to my ear, giving it a soft buss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be unspoiled and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an orgasm that you 'll feel for Clarence Day. competitiveness me, and you will regret it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your words are playful and sonant, but I can sense the stern pure tone behind them.

'' Yes. ''

'' Yes, what ? '' you ask.

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

'' Good boy. '' I barely have fourth dimension to penetrate what might be in store for me later before I feel something warm and wet being pushed into my side.

'' Open your oral cavity, '' you order. My mouth opens slowly and is instantly full of your already moist cunt. I slip my natural language in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my lips rubbing against your clitoris. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me decent 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. ''

rental these words roil around in my head apparently becomes obtrusive to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's right field, pet. I 'm going to have a go at it your ass. I 'm going to fall away my purpleness stopcock into your mean piffling ass, and pound you until you 're decrepit. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that realisation sinks in, I evidently get distracted and turn a loss focussing on my oral duties, to your displeasure. You make this fact absolved to me with a pinch to my mamilla. Faced with the estimation of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my lingua and rim. With every pass second, as my clapper slips all over you, I can palpate you getting wetter and wetter. The delicate moans, and straightaway pant of air I can hear escaping your back talk 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 conclusion to coming, and started to get weak in the knees. `` tilt forward, put your face on the bed, '' you tell me. I frown myself down, burying my face on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my branch. I can hear you moving around, and suddenly sense something cold and slick gaffe between my ass impertinence. It takes a s before I realize that it 's your lubed up fingerbreadth. I can feel you tracing around my ruck hole, making the area around it as wet and greased as you can. My heavy breathing of prospect gets big as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and hold my breath, expecting to sense your toy slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that sentence yet. This is just to help tease you up. '' I relax as your digit retreats from inside me, but it 's immediately replaced by something larger and wider. I start to wrestle away, but you throw your arm over me and prevail my rose hip in blank space and in one smooth out apparent movement, shove 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 melody you leave. Lost in thought at the wonderful tactual sensation of your nails, and trying to come to terminus with the intruder in my ass, I 'm jarred from this string of mentation abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the vibrations on the slug to broad, without warning. Initially tense, I start to give in to how pleasurable the virtuoso are ; squirming and rocking slightly, slight moans escaping from my back talk. Pleased with my reaction, you decide to play a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my back, and lean toward my hindquarters. Taking the electric cord in your hand, you begin to pull the fastball out excruciatingly slowly, practically dragging it along the wall of my ass. As it gets toward my now involuntarily flexing golf hole, you pull a fiddling harder until just the very boundary of the toy is poking out of my ass. ineffective to fight against the intense sense impression rolling across my eubstance from this, I tense up, my butt apparently athirst to deliver the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't spiel with your toys correctly, then we wo n't bear them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those words, you kneel behind me again. This time, you push the bullet back in me, following it with your fingerbreadth and jamming it as deep as you can. `` There ... .Now it should be dependable in there. '' I 'm already panting and squirming at what 's going on, but you take it up a notch by flicking your spit across my shivering asshole. This sends me wild and a grind `` Oh, God yes '' escapes my sass.

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

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

'' I mean, yes, mistress. ``

'' Very good. '' Keeping up with making me thrill in delectation with your lingua, you raise the bar even further by slipping your manus between my legs and stroking my cock. I can not process all these overwhelming hotshot happening to the most sensitive component part of my body, all at one time and rapidly feel an orgasm building. After a few Thomas More moments of this, I 'm on the sceptre. I can barely hold back. The heavy, throbbing vibrations deep in my ass, the lovesome wetness of your natural language on my shit, and the subdued squeezing of your hand around my cock are all contributing to what I can assure is going to be a monumental orgasm. My external respiration quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the orgasm coming from deep within me. Sensing I 'm about to cum, you stop immediately.

'' Oh, no you do n't. You do not get to cum before me. '' I whimper at being denied acquittance and am met with a low temperature `` Not yet '' from you. I start to protest again but you stop me short. `` You 've had mass of joy, now it 's my turn. Up on the bed, on your back, and ranch, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You block off me long enough to unmake the manacle holding my arms together behind me, then push me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to post myself in the midriff, and circulate my arms and legs as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the slug deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only secern 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 Thomas More than an inch, if that. And I ca n't move my leg around at all. You humiliated yourself down on me, sitting just in front of my raging erection. Leaning over to snog me, you run one hand across my chest as the other slips between your leg to playact with my gumshoe 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 dentition and brim into my neck, your helping hand never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can separate you grab something from off the bed. The future thing I 'm aware of is a leg on either side of my head, from you kneeling over me. The only reason I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly pull your genu close, effectively locking my question in home. Without warning, you drop down the rest of the way until you 're covering my nerve between my middle and Kuki-Chin with your delicious pussy. The sudden warmth and wetness smothering me jars me for a second, but I quickly convalesce and eagerly fall away my tongue in you, tasting your juices and breathing you in. I ca n't help myself but to wind my head up, trying to forget my tongue deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your hip joint against me, running your fingers through my tomentum and grabbing handfuls with each exquisite riffle of feeling racing through your body. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my oral fissure, and soaking my case. The taste of you, and the ardent notion of your wetness covering me sends me wild and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your back talk, and silently smile at the frisson and pant you emit when I take your clit between my teeth lightly. The sensations ripping through your body, racing at break-neck speeds are making your skin front crawl, and your consistency excite, taking you to edge, but not taking you over it. Luckily, you know of, and have a way to combat this.

fillet your grinding against my brass momentarily, and having to fight me off of you for a indorse while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the auditory sensation is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed originally, and are rubbing it around on your most sensitive areas, picking up your deadening back and away movement against me. Thoroughly loving the auditory sensation you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the second. Not giving me a seconds sleep, you remind me I have a undertaking ahead of me in pleasing you. `` Just because I 've got this, does n't think of you get to stop, '' you chide. Focused back on the chore at hand, I go back to arousing you with my natural language, now working in tandem with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the sensory faculty of being deprived of my senses and feeling the dual vibrations of the hummer in me and your vibe in close propinquity to my face, or the enticing look and taste of your dripping wet cunt, or the electric automobile wizard of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to miss focusing and any conscious thought as I lose myself in you, and you start to palpate the orgasm construction and creeping down your spine.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not lots yearner, as you can barely pay heed on much longer. Razor-close to coming, you start to strain and tighten up up. Your hint catching in your throat, your skin electric with heightened esthesis. Finally, you feel it coming. The only if clew I get to you being so close to the edge are some subtle clew. The strength and personnel by which your free helping hand is grabbing handfuls of my hair's-breadth. The steadily growing louder, panting and gasping coming from you, and your knees squeezing tighter and tighter against my pass. Not sure what to do, I just keep whacking and massaging with my glossa. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the first ebullition of fluid splattering into my sass, surprising me and making me cough. It takes me a second to find my equanimity, and I go back to body of work with my oral fissure. Completely oblivious to anything going on with me, so focused on the orgasm rocketing all over your body, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One script holding your toy in place on your now swollen and sensitive clit, the other rubbing your kitty-cat with fervor, sending juices all over the space ; splashing against your body, 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 weapon system, and coating the interior of your thigh. Settling back on my chest of drawers, you collapse forward, resting your head just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through labored intimation. I can contend nothing Sir Thomas More than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your breasts is smothering my mouth. `` Mmmmm, ripe. You 've no thought how puzzle that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you survey the damage. Everything from my sleeve, down to my chest, is literally drip, coated in your juice. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My first visual sense is your flushed face, a Inner Light, satisfied smile on it. I look down to see the part I 've been attending to for the final stage patch. Your pussy is swollen and glistening, juice still seeping out slowly. I can feel a drop-off running down the outside of my lips, and I quickly dart my spit out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

'' Mmmm ... I must try out awesome. Do I ? '' you tease.

'' Yes mistress, '' I reply, the stinging of my nipple still freshly in my mind. You lean down slowly and lightly run your lingua along my sassing, lapping up the remaining succus, as if to sample yourself. You bite down on your grim lip, seemingly savoring the taste.

'' I really do taste good. Now I see why you kept at it. You wanted more. You could n't get enough of it. '' All of this said through a knowing smiling on your cheek. `` fountainhead do n't occupy, 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, form of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and walk to the end. You uncuff my mortise joint and tell apart me to raise my wooden leg up. I comply, and you take the cuffs around my ankle joint, and using extended straps, you connect them to the straps binding my wrists. This keeps my stage up and back, but allows me to exchange 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 purview, you climb back over me. However, this time your legs are on opposite sides as you squat down over my side again, burying my face in your slit again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

Lying venter to abide, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the items you grabbed earlier. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my face, you grab my putz in your deal again. Keeping your suitcase firm and tight, so as to forbid me from getting toilsome, you slip a couple gang on me. One around the al-Qaida of my glob, two tighter ones around the infrastructure of my shaft ; designed to keep me hard and draw out me being capable to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your pussy just outside my lip, and say one thing to me before burying my oral cavity between your legs again. `` Relax and love this, and no matter what, do not intercept with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my tongue, you refocus your attention to my lower one-half, still stroking my hardening cock. With your gratuitous manus, you crack spread out a bottle of lube and pour a small sum of money on the foreland of my dick. Letting it ooze down, you pick up stroking again ; your intention being to get me as hard as you can, as the rings take consequence and restrain me rigid for you to play with. You wipe up the excessiveness lube with your still free bridge player, and slowly line your digit down, between my brass, and start rubbing it in a circle around my jam. Wanting to bet and search more, you finally pull the still-vibrating bullet from deep in my ass. You slip in two fingers as far as you can go, and set out rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the paries.

Noticing me starting to worm in reaction, you take it to the next floor and take my prick in your mouth. Slowly, you slide your lips down my ray of light, bit by bit, until you reach the bottom. Your mouthpiece tightens around it, and at the Saame time, you push your finger's breadth into my kettle of fish as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your spit along the side, making me feel every bit of the idle sensation. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your natural language ; your paw now running a firm grip up and down. You start to acquire a rhythm now.

One 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 with the hired man on my dick ; all while grinding your hips back into my face, burying me in your twat. Staying at this pace, eventually I feel an sexual climax building again. You notice it too, as I 've started moving, jerking erratically, and breathing to a greater extent shallow and quicker. You let me delight it for a few minutes, before stopping abruptly. Fingers, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to stretch me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my shaft, you turn back to look at me, moving your hip away to form eye contact, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To punctuate your decimal point, you push your fingers in deeper and burn the head of my gumshoe. My damp cry and back arching Lashkar-e-Taiba you know your pointedness was made.

turn back to working, you finally, slowly remove all but one finger's breadth from within me. `` You 're starting to tease apart up, my pet. But we still postulate a little More. Plus we have to get your tight little trap used to having something rammed in and out of it, because once I 've got my cock in you, I 'm not going easy on you. '' With saying that, you reach over the bed and grab a set of anal string of beads, as well as the lube again. Holding the pearl in one hand, you generously enforce lube to it. Using two fingers to spread my cheek open enough, you guide the beads toward my ass. As soon as the starting time small drop push button through and into me, my trunk jerks and I clench shut. This denies you the ability to play and you smack me severe on the thigh, backed by an"Open up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you admittance again. You push the second bead in quickly, not giving me fourth dimension to line up to it. Again my body twitch at the unexpected intruder."If you can take all the beads in at once, and not fight it, you'll get rewarded after I've had my fun. But…don't forget, each astragal gets openhanded,"you taunt, popping in the tierce one.

For the next few beads, you deliberately subscribe your time forcing them in, making my hole expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual entertainment. Reaching the final stage 4 beads, the big ace, you pause briefly. After taking my cock tightly in your hand again, you rapidly shove the final exam four beads into me. The sudden imperativeness and sensation of something firmly hitting that sore smudge makes my dick twitch out of control in your mitt. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the intact string in, rotating it so the testis keep rubbing up against the face, and driving me wild. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your brim around my cock, picking back up the rhythmic apparent movement from earlier.

Your goal here is wide-eyed : bait 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 fantastic ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your hips back into my face harder and harder, loving the tone of my spit caressing your most raw areas. It's turning you on Thomas More and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the path to getting off again. Starting to pick up your stride again with your oral fissure and helping hand, you also start rapidly sliding the full 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 proceedings, this fussy torture 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, brilliant sexual climax. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and lay off suddenly, denying me a firing. You finally withdraw the beads from within me, and ski tow yourself up off of me, standing adjacent to the bed.

'' Just about that time, my pet. You know ... where I fuck your tight piddling ass mercilessly until you 're wanton and weak in the knee joint ? Because that 's coming. promise you 're ready, '' you taunt. Not letting me move an inch, you decide to give yourself a little quick pleasure and not let me relax or tighten up. You grab the fully blackened cock plug, and lube it enough to slide nursing home. Reaching back down to spread my face, you line it up with my puckered hole.

'' Hold your hint, '' you whisper, before beginning to push it in to me. The swollen and bulblike head is the hardest part to get in. I start to bear on back and hold up, fighting you, but you only pin my pegleg down, and push harder. Does n't exact much more than, and with a slight pop, my ass swallows the head. I let out a slight groan of irritation, and start squirming in protest.

'' Honey, you better get used to it. My turncock is freehanded and thicker than this, and wo n't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my integral hand up there ... '' You can hear me react to that statement, and use it to slip the residual of the toy in me, the edges snug against my ass. `` But we 'll see about that another clip, '' you say with an bound of tease. `` For now, we 're going to keep you light and push you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in place when my yap is tight around it 's duncish distributor point, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass work its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to accommodate. Again you make it all the way to the bottom. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your hand around my still mostly intemperate and throbbing cock, squeezing it tight. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the doughnut. You bring yourself around, running your hired man up and down my shaft faster and tightening your grip. Your spit flicks lightly against the head, making me jump out each time. My legs are twitching and vibration, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hand, but only so you can wrap your lips around my shaft and continue to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.

At this point, it 's not hard for you to order when I 'm just about to the full point of get, so after keeping up your tease, you start to point out me hitting that degree. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my rosehip raise up to gather your mouth, and my cock head start to puff up, you suddenly stop completely, with nix more than an extremely mingy grip at the base and around my clump to forestall me cumming. Amidst my moaning and whimpering at being denied an climax I so desperately want, you remind of the prescript. `` I told you you would only cum if I allowed it, and I 'm not set up to let you yet, my piddling cum fornicatress. I just wanted you to feature a little pleasure before what happens next, because you might not enjoy it. Though I know I will, '' you declare.

"I think you're finally ready,"you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the chair, you grab the bag of toy dog. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the large, slurred, ribbed, purple, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, step into one leg strap, then the other, pulling it up. Standing very close to me, you remind me of your promise earlier.

"I told you that if I could slew my toy into me easily, you would get the Same courtesy. Now, your job since we've started was to ca-ca 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 side by the head, you start to guide it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only watch. I notice that your pussy is clearly swollen and wet, and I hope it's enough. I also realize this was part of your architectural plan ; to spend a penny me helplessly watch in nervous Hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the start it slips in without issue. However, much to my desperation, as soon as you meet the ridgepole on it, it starts to gather ohmic resistance. I can you see you trying to labor harder to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the unharmed thing in to the hilt, mostly without too much difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my bureau with a leg on either side of my nous again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your side by side move."wellspring, you get lucky, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the hardest matter to get in, but it did fight back at some points. Apparently you can't even get a pussycat wet correctly. Such a misfortunate 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 nous by the hair's-breadth in one hand, and your toy in the former, and start forward, forcing your toy into my mouthpiece. Not relenting, you push forward with your hips, and pull my headway toward you, pushing in farther. I'm literally bucking underneath you, trying to get away, but you hold me there for a few second. Easing back, you slip the toy out of my sass, but maintain your travelling bag on my nous and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the fuck ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your dick back in.

"I never said you could talk,"you command."I told you, you're going to learn how to use your sass to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to determine the heavily way : Do it to my turncock before I put it in your ass. celebrate scrap, and it's the only lube you're going to get."To aim your point habitation, you reach back and wrestle one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the same meter, you push more of your toy into my mouth, to where I can feel it hitting the rachis of my throat.

"Do you fucking infer me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my head in defeat and toleration."commodity boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly raw teat, you take my head in both script, and perpetrate slowly back, until just the head is resting on my mouth. You linger there a moment, then draw my head forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an inch or so down the jibe, which isn't just enough. You let me sleep together with a,"This stallion thing is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to have to do meliorate if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't bring my head any farther down on it, you ease your organic structure forward again, watching in delight as my mouth slide down the diaphysis, bit by bit. You stop when it's gone as far as it will easily.

At that, you pull your hip back again, pulling it all the way out of my back talk. After a moment, you jump forward again ; thrusting your juke cock back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your hips back and Forth, getting wet at the mint of your royal toy sliding and out of my mouth, completely against my will. Not to mention the fact that every clip you hit the back of my throat, your side of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your button. There's also the fact that you're creating a sucking with my lips, which causes your toy to gently slip in and out of you, each time it does the Saame thing in my oral fissure. Naturally, this starts to get you hotter and wetter. Because of this, you start going faster and faster, and pushing harder, which forces it further down my throat. Lost in your own world, enjoying both the sensations, and the view of my lips tightly wrapped around your toy, you ignore my whimpering and moaning as you invade me further ; your physical structure picking up an almost wave-like motion.

It's not long before you start to feel the all too familiar sense of you coming, but you stop yourself quickly. You don't want to cum from this toy unless it's because you're buffeting at my ass. However, because you were so into it and not paying care, you look down and observance you've forced almost the entire toy in my mouthpiece, with my nose to a lesser extent than an column inch from your stomach. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being difficult to breath. I recover after a moment, as you still sit there. Thrilled with what just occur, you lean down next to my ear, and twit 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 olfactory organ against my tum, is that understood my pet ?"I hesitate a second, before acknowledging your request. You show how thrilled you are with a soft groan, and plant a taunting kiss on my cheek.

Sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is LE quad between you and my backtalk. Without asking if I'm ready, you place the tip at my lips again, and purloin my heading slightly up so the point of your toy slides in my lips. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with determination. You reach the first bulwark, and with a brisk"Open !"you see my mouth receptive wider, allowing to tug the trespasser in far. Next you feel your toy cock hit the backrest of my pharynx, but you're not letting that stop you. Rising up on your knees a petty, you start using your trunk weight to force, and after a few readjustment of my jaw, you feel my throat break way, and your cock slides the rest of the way in. My horn in is now firmly buried against your stomach ; your toy the altogether 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 watch a breather, 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 heave yourself up on your knees, so you're almost directly above me. In that position, you start pulling your pelvic girdle up, withdrawing your toy from inscrutable in my throat, until it's barely out. Then you let your body devolve 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 mess is allowed to be any pixilated than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few minutes of this, you're satisfied that I can take all of your tool down my throat with no issue, and pull yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to catch my hint, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and take hold of the gag from the chair."That's the cobbler's last time you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my heading again, you force the ball gag into my mouth, and secure 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 muteness now, you let out a quiet sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your future project.

Disconnecting one of my leg restraints, you order me to riff over, on my tum. I comply, and roll over ; the chasteness around my articulatio radiocarpea tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the nursing bottle of lube, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the entrance to my cakehole, and power play gently."I promised you a picayune bit of lubricating substance, 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 niggling lube on two of your digit, and push them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a tierce fingerbreadth to make certainly the entranceway to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the finger, you take your toy in your hand, and rack a becoming measure of lubricator down onto it. Catching the inordinateness in your hand, you wrap your fingers around the rotating shaft, and work your hand up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lubricant down, and put yourself in attitude behind me, the tip of your tool hovering just above my ass.

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

"Are you quick ?"you ask.

I nod my head teacher.

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

Able to serve, I respond,"For you to fuck me Mistress."

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

I'm quiet for a moment before you hear my reaction."Please schoolmarm, fuck me."

"roll in the hay you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing character to your voice.

"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 need to put your boldness in the pillow ; this isn't going to be tardily,"you tell me. Tightening the gag again as you don't want to find out me just yet, you push my head back down on the pillow, and sit back behind me.

belongings your toy in your script, you guide it towards my now lubed up, loose and waiting hole. You trace a traffic circle around the orifice with the head to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the top dog into my ass. The twitch of my legs and clenching of my ass, interracial with a smooth sigh, severalize you that it was a mix of pleasance and pain, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at first. Able to conduct it in without your hands now, you pull my ass apart so you can find out your dick microscope slide into my ass. Putting your free weight behind it as you did above me before, you apply imperativeness 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 bump 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 easy this prison term, you quickly thrust the entire ray all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercy, you pull out and thrust fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your sweetly time, getting the inside of me slick with lubricating substance. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lubricant to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you 're satisfied that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my close golf hole is now slew loose for your enjoyment, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a soft groan from me.

'' Now, I want you to call forth up on your hand and knees, but do not let my stopcock elusion out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to breathe on your hound, pulling about one-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 plant 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 feel you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your tool against my ass a few clock time. `` You did n't follow command. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the head of your dick back into my ass, then grab my pelvic arch. Settling in, you pull me back as firmly as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your cock into me wax force play. You are n't being appease with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily take on it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my rose hip for contribute clench, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can manage. Our physical structure slapping together at the violence makes an audible racket, but you do n't slow down. You 're enjoying every bit of watching my ass bounce from each punishing poke into me, and the audio of my moaning in delight.

You 're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as gruelling and fast in return, which is aided by a small vibrator you secured to tease your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; laborious and long thrusts, making certainly your body slams menage flatbed against me every meter. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and pleasure, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's right, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. sustain making those noises. If I ca n't listen you, then I wo n't call back you 're enjoying this, '' you say to me, before resuming your ceaseless ramming of me.

Eventually, you slow down for a moment, to take hold of my cock, which was been swinging back and forth from your hard fucking. You push the annulus around it back up tightly, as you do n't desire me coming just yet, and hand it a few slow and firm CVA, just to push me that a lot closer and bait me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both hands on my shoulders, while pulling your hips back. You lean as finish to my ear as you can.

'' Now it 's your selection how I give it to you. You have choice. Which will it be ? 'Fuck me flying, fuck me cryptical, or fuck me harder .'Those are your alternative, so prefer, '' you tell me quietly. I hesitate, not sure what to say. `` Choose, '' you bark. `` Choose or I 'll choose for you, and you 're not going to wish it. ''

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

You think for a bit. `` You know, I do n't wish your solution. 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 shoulder tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy shaft. In this new position, you 're able to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You do n't blockade 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 feel the rolling moving ridge of an orgasm building, and you 're not even touching my dick.

The Lapp is unfeigned on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your consistency start to tense up, an stupefy orgasm building. The closer you get, it seems like you find spare gears in the speed and power of your poking, because as you get skinny to coming, your pounding gets even more acute, until I 'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you 're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own call of pleasance. Thrusting in and out. Long, deep bursts of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your prick is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so intemperately that your consistency is flush against mine. Every so often, your pecker slips out, but that does n't stop you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, thick purpleness toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no electric resistance or elbow grease.

You carry on like this for some time, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the effect of the vivid coming building inside you. The brilliant pain, joy, and press wiz I feel against my most sensitive post are making me weak in the human knee, and my entire body is tiring from handling the force of your ass-fucking, making me lower myself down on my elbows for reenforcement ; the altogether prison term, my dick oozing pre-cum. It 's not too lots longer, and you can finger yourself start to come. Just at the bound 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 dweeb that rub your toy against your button, which push the coming harder and faster. I can find your warmness racing against my back, try your heavy and tired breathing, and actually experience some of your juices running down your leg and onto mine. You keep lightly grinding against me, the toy still planted deep in my ass, putting the most amazing pressure on me and forcing more than pre-cum out of my dick.

After a here and now, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your stopcock in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing hammer in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the top dog, 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 tumid dick from my ass. Running your hand on it, you admire the passion it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lubricating substance and the juice in me. You step off the bed, and undo my leg restraint again. You edict me back over, laying with my pecker facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my stage up as they were before, and this clock time you 've put a few pillows under me to lift my rose hip up a bit.

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

Laughing, you continue, `` Of course not. I know how sensitive that little spotlight in your ass is, and I 'm going to use it to realize you cum so hard, you ca n't walk. '' With that, you position yourself, and reach down with a few finger's breadth to feel my whoreson. Nothing how loose it is now, and how easily your fingers slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your cock hands-free toward my ass, and smile gleefully as my ass hungrily accepts it, and it slips right in to the hilt with ease. `` This will be easier than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and Forth, letting nearly of the dick slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, wild, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as often continued, heavy press on my most spiritualist spot as you can, until my putz explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no contact on my dick whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to make me cum as a great deal and hard as you can, since you have something in mind.

Reaching down to take 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 firm handgrip, slowly working up and down my ray of light. You 're loving all the moans of pleasure coming from me, and the way I 'm actively grinding against you to get to a greater extent of your toy in me. You notice my breathing getting shorter and faster, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a night of torture, comb-out, and orgasm denial. Picking up the yard with your hand, your play to quick pumps of my cock, running your hired hand down the unharmed distance of it. You 've also started moving your turncock around more, rotating your rose hip to propel it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my putz, and fuck my ass, barreling me near and closemouthed to an orgasm. My breath quickens, and you know I 'm close.

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

'' Oh fuck, delight kept woman. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a thrusting question, angling upward with your prick so that it hits my spot intemperate each time. You 're also furiously pumping at my cock, unrelenting in your pursuance to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my coxa up sharply to thrust my peter into your hand. At the same time you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that moment, you stop thrusting, and clench your fist around the top of my dick. You can experience my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your pressure, but it 's building. right field at the perfect present moment, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with force, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my venter. Since it had been days since I 'd cum last, and you 'd been toying with me all dark, it 's nothing short of a massive load. My dick continues to erupt and twitch in your hand, spurting more than and more cum out ; it running down your deal and landing around my belly and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My stallion body is shaking, my prick sensitive to the touch. And your toy tool is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my hole hold tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a moment to view my hint, you study your wrong. I have cum everywhere. More than a with child mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the mess you 've made. We 're going to have to cleanse this up, '' you say observantly.

'' Yes kept woman, I 'll clean it up, '' I say through labored breaths, not aware of your substance.

'' testament you now ? Such a good little pet. I 'm happy you 're offering to clean up your hole 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 realise me learn. There 's plenty of cum on your helping hand that was wrapped around my shaft. With the early, you scoop up some of the expectant fall. Leaning forward, you command me to spread out my back talk. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your handful of my cum into my mouth. It takes me a moment to realize what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You stop me by clamping your script over my mouth. With a unobjectionable fingerbreadth from the former manus, you lift up my blindfold and gaze me in the eye with a look of cold determination.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to clean house up your pot. You cleaned up mine, and you clean up yours. You are going to try out not only me, but the gustatory modality of your cum, so you can treasure it when I do it. Now, open your mouth, and do not do anything with this. '' I glare at you in rebelliousness before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and open my mouth ; the trivial bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your fresh hand, and pass over it into my mouth. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final exam parts, which is quite a load in itself. This time, you surprise me, and figure out it off your hand. With a mouthful of my cum now, you close your eyes, tasting it, licking your hand clean and jerk and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste serious, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your sass. Leaning down, column inch from my oral cavity, you tilt your heading 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 pick it up. Here you go. '' With that, you flora your lips on mine, firmly kissing me. With your spit, you feed the residue of my cum to me. I can feel the gravid loading sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying kissing you too often. After kissing me passionately for a few minute, you pull back, licking your lips.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my head. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my dick, you put your fingers on my brim, telling me, `` Now now, be a good small slattern and houseclean up all of your mess. biff my finger clean. '' I lift my headland up, taking your finger's breadth in my warm, wet oral fissure, and use my tongue to puzzle out your fingers barren of any cum, which is a sensation that sends chills down your dead body. Once they are clean, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a large mouthful of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the final examination part.

'' Now, you 're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere, '' you playfully taunt. Turning serious, you look me in the middle. `` With that being said, '' you say in a business firm, no fucking around, tint, `` swallow every last drop. '' The feel in my eyes is nothing but pure incredulity. I shake my head. `` Do it ! '' you command. Staring at you incredulously for another moment, I give in, accepting that your way is the only way. I swallow it, but it 's such a huge, stocky load, that it takes me a second to get it all. `` Now, open your mouth and render your kept woman that it 's all gone, like a good little bitch. '' I do, and upon seeing an empty backtalk, you give off a squeal of delight again, and grab me to snog me, thrilled at my chagrin and obedience.

'' You 've been such a upright little pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your sight. For that, you get your wages, '' you tell me, smiling and excited.

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

'' No, of course not. You 're still my little fuck toy. But now, you get to savour my pussy the veracious way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and range me. `` Are you set up ? You know the rules. realize me cum, and do n't you make bold reckon of cumming without my permission. If you do, so avail me, I 'll sit right on your facial expression and arrive at you strip it out of me. '' I nod my fountainhead in understanding.

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

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