Quiet, and darkness. Those are the simply things I can feel right now. Kneeling by my bed, hands bounce behind my dorsum, blindfold over my oculus. Have n't heard much of a strait since you put me like this and told me to wait, quietly. Soon I hear the soft footstep of you padding across the story to me. Silence again before I feel the sudden, knifelike sense datum of your teeth on my ear lobe. I gasp out at the surprise only to have it met with your deal across my mouthpiece and a harder, stinging chomp on my cervix. I feel your hands running down my bureau and your breasts on my back as you run your tongue up to my ear, giving it a soft candy kiss before whispering to me.

'' You are mine tonight. To do with as I please. Be good and obey and you 'll enjoy it. I promise you an coming that you 'll feel for days. Fight me, and you will regret it severely, '' you coo in my ear. `` Understand ? '' Your words are playful and soft, but I can sense the tail end tone behind them.

'' Yes. ''

'' Yes, what ? '' you ask.

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

'' Good boy. '' I barely have time to fathom what might be in store for me by and by before I feel something affectionate and wet being pushed into my human face.

'' open your mouth, '' you rules of order. My mouth opens slowly and is instantly full phase of the moon of your already moist bitch. I slip my tongue in as far as it can go, rolling it and flicking it inside you ; my lip rubbing against your clit. `` There you go, '' you say. `` Get me nice and wet so I can skid my toy in easily. If I get my toy inside me easily and smoothly, then you receive the Saame intervention. ''

lease these words roil around in my point apparently becomes obtrusive to you as you start giggling slightly. `` That 's right, pet. I 'm going to eff your ass. I 'm going to slue my purple cock into your tight petty ass, and pound sign you until you 're weak. I meant it when I said you were mine. ''

As that realization swallow hole in, I evidently get distracted and drop off nidus on my oral examination duties, to your displeasure. You make this fact clear to me with a exigency to my nipple. Faced with the idea of a something going in my ass roughly, I eagerly get back to pleasing you with my lingua and lips. With every expiration second, as my glossa slips all over you, I can feel you getting sloshed and wetter. The easygoing groan, and quick gasps of air I can take heed escaping your lips 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 closelipped to coming, and started to get washy in the knees. `` leaning forward, put your face on the bed, '' you tell me. I lower myself down, burying my typeface on the bed. I feel you kneel down as well, behind me and between my stage. I can get wind you moving around, and suddenly sense something cold and slick slip between my ass cheeks. It takes a bit before I realize that it 's your lubed up finger. I can feel you tracing around my puckered hole, making the area around it as wet and greased as you can. My hard breathing of arithmetic mean gets worse as you slip your finger inside my ass. Immediately I tighten up and hold my breath, expecting to feel your toy slide up my ass.

'' Relax, '' you say softly. `` It 's not that clock time yet. This is just to assist loosen you up. '' I relax as your finger retirement 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 deem my hips in space and in one smooth motility, shove the object in me. `` There we are. Let 's see how you like this, '' you tease as you run your nails across my ass, smirking at the lines you leave. Lost in persuasion at the marvelous tone of your nails, and trying to number to terms with the interloper in my ass, I 'm jarred from this caravan of thought process abruptly. What instantly distracted me was you turning up the vibrations on the bullet to entire, without warning. Initially tense, I start to establish in to how pleasurable the sensations are ; squirming and rocking slightly, thin moan escaping from my lips. Pleased with my reaction, you decide to play a little more.

Throwing a leg over me, you sit on my spine, and angle toward my rear. Taking the cord in your manus, 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 little harder until just the very edge of the toy is poking out of my ass. ineffectual to fight against the intense sensations rolling across my body from this, I tense up, my prat apparently thirsty to take in the toy back in me. Unfortunately, it slips out. `` Bad boy, '' you chide. `` If you ca n't meet with your toys correctly, then we wo n't have them anymore. Now keep ... it ... in. '' With those lyric, you kneel behind me again. This time, you push the bullet back in me, following it with your fingers and jamming it as abstruse as you can. `` There ... .Now it should be safe in there. '' I 'm already panting and squirming at what 's going on, but you take it up a notch by flicking your tongue across my chill shit. This sends me unwarranted and a labour `` Oh, God yes '' escapism my lips.

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

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

'' I mean, yes, fancy woman. ``

'' Very near. '' Keeping up with making me shudder in delight with your natural language, you raise the bar even further by slipping your hand between my legs and stroking my cock. I can not swear out all these overwhelming wizard happening to the most tender role of my body, all at one clip and rapidly experience an sexual climax construction. After a few more than present moment of this, I 'm on the verge. I can barely support back. The heavy, shiver vibrations deep in my ass, the warm wetness of your natural language on my dickhead, and the flaccid squeezing of your hand around my cock are all contributing to what I can secernate is going to be a massive sexual climax. My respiration quickens and I start to tense up, feeling the orgasm 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 sacking and am met with a insensate `` Not yet '' from you. I start to protest again but you stop me short. `` You 've had heap of pleasure, now it 's my turn. Up on the bed, on your rear, and spread head, '' you bark. I comply, standing up. You stop me yearn enough to undo the manacle holding my weapons system together behind me, then push me to the bed. I lay on the bed, trying to stance myself in the eye, and circulate my weapon system and legs as far apart as I can, inadvertently pushing the bullet deeper in me. Still blindfolded, I can only assure 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 boundary as you can. I try to actuate an arm, but do n't get more than than an in, if that. And I ca n't affect my legs around at all. You lower yourself down on me, sitting just in battlefront of my raging hard-on. Leaning over to kiss me, you run one hand across my chest of drawers as the other slips between your pegleg to act with my cock again. Kissing me intensely, you squeeze my cock when I bite your lip. `` Now, now, '' you say, returning the favor by nipping at my spike and sinking your teeth and lips into my neck, your paw never ceasing stroking.

You sit up, and I can tell you grab something from off the bed. The next thing I 'm aware of is a leg on either side of my heading, from you kneeling over me. The simply reason I know how you 're sitting, is because you promptly displume your knees close, effectively locking my oral sex in blank space. Without warning, you drop down the balance of the way until you 're covering my face between my eyes and chin with your delicious pussy. The sudden affectionateness and wetness smothering me jounce me for a second, but I quickly recover and eagerly slip my glossa in you, tasting your juice and breathing you in. I ca n't facilitate myself but to airlift my header up, trying to bury my tongue deeper in you.

Enjoying this immensely, you start grinding your coxa against me, running your finger's breadth through my hair and grabbing handful with each exquisite wavelet of feeling racing through your trunk. Again, you start to get undeniably wet ; it dripping into my oral fissure, and soaking my face. The taste of you, and the warm tactile sensation of your wetness covering me sends me dotty and I begin getting more aggressive. I nip playfully at your sassing, and silently smiling at the thrill and gasp you emit when I take your clit between my dentition lightly. The sensations ripping through your body, racing at break-neck velocity are making your skin crawl, and your dead body shake, 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 fight me off of you for a second while you 're at it, I hear a sudden loud buzzing above me. Confused, I realize what the strait is very quickly : you 've got your vibrator that you grabbed sooner, and are rubbing it around on your most sensitive orbit, picking up your slow back and Forth drive against me. Thoroughly loving the audio you 're making, I 'm laying there taking in the moment. Not giving me a sec rest, you remind me I have a project 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 job at hand, I go back to arousing you with my tongue, now working in bicycle-built-for-two with your vibrator to get you off. Whether it 's the esthesis of being deprived of my senses and feeling the dual vibrations of the bullet in me and your vibration in close proximity to my side, or the enticing sense of smell and mouthful of your dripping wet cunt, or the electric sensation of your skin all over mine, everything becomes intoxicating. We both start to turn a loss focus and any witting thought as I lose myself in you, and you start to feel the orgasm building and creeping down your spine.

This zombie-esque writhing, grunting, and squirming carries on for not a lot longer, as you can barely give ear on practically longer. Razor-close to coming, you start to tense and constrain up. Your breather catching in your throat, your skin electric with deepen sensation. Finally, you feel it coming. The only clue I get to you being so close to the edge are some pernicious clues. The strength and force by which your free hand is grabbing fistful of my hair. 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 stay fresh licking and massaging with my tongue. Without warning, you suddenly cry out and seize up, and the first gush of fluid spatter into my mouth, 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 mouth. Completely oblivious to anything going on with me, so focused on the climax rocketing all over your consistence, spreading like wildfire, you keep going. One hand holding your toy in place on your now swollen and sensitive clit, the early rubbing your pussycat with fervor, sending juices all over the home ; splashing against your body, spraying all over my face, running down my cheeks and Kuki-Chin, down my neck. This continues for a few more moments, effectively soaking my expression and arms, and coating the inside of your thighs. Settling back on my dresser, you collapse forward, resting your head teacher just above me, panting heavily.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask through labored breaths. I can manage nada Sir Thomas More than a mumbled `` Mhmm '' as one of your breasts is smothering my mouth. `` Mmmmm, good. You 've no idea how amazing that felt, '' you reply. Finally sitting up, you survey the price. Everything from my arms, down to my thorax, is literally dripping, coated in your juice. You take off the blindfold so I can see as well. My first mass is your flushed face, a visible light, satisfied smiling on it. I look down to see the part I 've been attending to for the last while. Your snatch is swollen and glistening, juices still seeping out slowly. I can feel a free fall running down the exterior of my brim, and I quickly dart my tongue out to grab it, as you taste phenomenal.

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

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

'' I really do taste honorable. Now I see why you kept at it. You wanted more. You could n't get enough of it. '' All of this said through a knowing grin on your face. `` Well do n't worry, you 're about to get much more. And since I tasted myself and liked it, maybe I 'll have you taste yourself later, '' you declare, kind of winking at me as you do. Standing, you step off the bed and manner of walking to the end. You uncuff my ankles and tell me to raise my legs up. I comply, and you take the handcuff around my ankles, and using broaden straps, you connect them to the straps binding my wrist joint. This keeps my legs up and back, but allows me to deepen 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 persuasion, you climb back over me. However, this time your legs are on opposite side as you squat down over my face again, burying my brass in your pussy again, before sliding forward off it, almost taunting me with it.

lying stomach to brook, you reach toward the bottom of the bed for one of the item you grabbed in the first place. Scooting back again, your wetness only inches from my face, you grab my stopcock in your hired hand again. Keeping your grasp business firm and tight, so as to forbid me from getting harder, you slip a couple ringing on me. One around the base of my balls, two tighter ones around the alkali of my shaft ; designed to keep me hard and prolong me being capable to get off. Easing yourself backwards, stopping with your puss just outside my mouth, and say one affair to me before burying my mouth between your legs again. `` Relax and enjoy this, and no subject what, do not give up with your mouth. ``

Comfortably positioned, and loving me attending to you with my tongue, you refocus your attention to my downcast one-half, still stroking my hardening cock. With your free deal, you crack open a bottle of lube and pour a belittled amount on the head 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 hold me fixed for you to play with. You wipe up the redundant lube with your still complimentary hand, and slowly follow your finger's breadth down, between my cheeks, and start rubbing it in a roofy around my mess. Wanting to play and research more, you finally rive the still-vibrating heater from cryptic in my ass. You slip in two digit as far as you can go, and begin rotating them around, digging and rubbing against the rampart.

Noticing me starting to squirm in response, you take it to the next spirit level and choose my cock in your sass. Slowly, you slide your lip down my rotating shaft, bit by bit, until you reach the backside. Your mouth tightens around it, and at the same time, you push your finger into my fix as far as they will go. Inching your way back up, you run your clapper along the side of meat, making me feel every bit of the wild ace. Reaching the tip again, you lightly flick the tip with your glossa ; your hand now running a firm grip up and down. You start to gain a rhythm now.

One hand tightly wrapped around my throbbing cock, working its way up and down. The other exploring my ass as deeply and open as it will go. Your warm, wet mouth running in tandem with the bridge player on my putz ; all while grinding your hips back into my face, burying me in your pussy. Staying at this pace, eventually I feel an orgasm building again. You notice it too, as I 've started moving, jerking erratically, and breathing More shoal and quicker. You let me relish it for a few second, before stopping abruptly. digit, three of them now, still buried firmly in me, trying to debase me out, and hand still pumping madly away at my gumshoe, you turn back to look at me, moving your hip away to wee-wee eye contact, reminding me, `` Do n't you cum. Remember, you are not allowed to cum without me saying so. '' To emphasize your point, you push your digit in deeper and prick the head of my dick. My strangle cry and back arching lets you know your distributor point was made.

Turning back to working, you finally, slowly dispatch all but one finger's breadth from within me. `` You 're starting to relax up, my pet. But we still postulate a small more. Plus we have to get your pie-eyed 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 easy on you. '' With saying that, you reach over the bed and grab a set of anal drop, as well as the lubricant again. Holding the beads in one hand, you generously apply lubricate to it. Using two finger to spread my cheeks open enough, you guide the beads toward my ass. As soon as the first little bead push button through and into me, my body jerky and I clench shut. This denies you the ability to play and you smack me hard on the thigh, backed by an"surface up !"command. I reluctantly comply ; opening back up and allowing you memory access again. You push the second bead in quickly, not giving me time to adjust to it. Again my body twitches at the unexpected trespasser."If you can take all the beads in at once, and not press it, you'll get rewarded after I've had my fun. But…don't forget, each bead gets bigger,"you taunt, popping in the third one.

For the next few drop, you deliberately take your meter forcing them in, making my hole expand around them bit by bit, stretching it for your eventual entertainment. Reaching the last 4 string of beads, the biggest ones, you pause briefly. After taking my tool tightly in your hand again, you rapidly shove the last four beads into me. The sudden pressure and sensation of something firmly hitting that sensitive berth makes my hawkshaw twitch out of dominance in your hand. Smirking mischievously, you keep pushing them in deeper, cramming the entire strand in, rotating it so the balls keep rubbing up against the English, and driving me waste. Still twisting them around inside me, you wrap your rim around my cock, picking back up the rhythmic motions from early.

Your end here is childlike : Tease me endlessly, get me as close to coming as I can, but not allowing it, and loosening up my ass for you later. The whole metre you're driving me wild ( and succeeding ), you're grinding your pelvic arch back into my face harder and harder, loving the feeling of my spit caressing your most spiritualist areas. It's turning you on more and more, and getting you incredibly wet again, while also serving to put you on the path to getting off again. Starting to pick up your footstep again with your mouth and deal, you also start rapidly sliding the entire Strand of bead in and out of me, at alternating pep pill, which drives my ass insane and starts to violently squeeze me toward coming.

For a few minutes, this item torment carries on, doing exactly what you intended it to do, and driving me insane. Yet again tonight, I'm on the verge of having a massive, vivid orgasm. But unfortunately for me, you again sense it, and turn back suddenly, denying me a sacking. You finally remove the beads from within me, and heave yourself up off of me, standing next to the bed.

'' Just about that time, my pet. You know ... where I fuck your tight little ass mercilessly until you 're loose and feeble in the knees ? Because that 's coming. Leslie Townes Hope you 're fix, '' you taunt. Not letting me move an in, you decide to give yourself a trivial quick pleasure and not let me slack up or reduce up. You grab the replete black rooster quid, and lube it enough to slide home. Reaching back down to propagate my boldness, you seam it up with my rumple hole.

'' Hold your breath, '' you whisper, before beginning to push it in to me. The swollen and bulbous school principal is the strong constituent to get in. I start to force back and grip up, fighting you, but you only pin my legs down, and energy harder. Does n't take much Sir Thomas More, and with a slight pop, my ass swallows the head. I let out a slight moan of irritation, and start squirming in protest.

'' love, you better get used to it. My prick is enceinte and thickset than this, and wo n't be as soft. Plus one day I might need to get my entire hand up there ... '' You can get a line me react to that statement, and use it to slip one's mind the remainder 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 coquette. `` For now, we 're going to hold back you loose and button you a bit closer. ''

You pull on the toy again, holding it in position when my hole is tight around it 's thickest head, before slowly inching in back in ; entertained by watching my ass employment its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to admit. Again you make it all the way to the derriere. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your hand around my still mostly strong and throbbing cock, squeezing it sozzled. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my prick against the rings. You bring yourself around, running your mitt up and down my shaft faster and tightening your grip. Your knife flicks lightly against the psyche, making me skip each time. My ramification are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hand, but only so you can wrap your back talk around my cock and stay to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.

At this spot, it 's not hard for you to severalize when I 'm just about to the stage of occur, so after keeping up your comb-out, you start to comment me hitting that spot. I 'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my pelvic girdle enkindle up to encounter your oral cavity, and my cock kickoff to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than an extremely tight grip at the home and around my Ball to prevent me cumming. Amidst my moaning and whimpering at being denied an orgasm I so desperately want, you remind of the rules. `` I told you you would only cum if I allowed it, and I 'm not gear up to let you yet, my piddling cum slut. I just wanted you to have a trivial pleasure before what happens next, because you might not revel it. Though I know I will, '' you declare.

"I think you're finally cook,"you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the chair, you grab the bag of toys. Reaching in, you pull out your toy : the boastfully, duncish, 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 hope earlier.

"I told you that if I could slide my toy into me easily, you would get the Saami good manners. Now, your job since we've started was to make me as wet as potential, so that my toy went in with no issues. Let's see how well you've done your job."Grasping your side by the promontory, you start to guide it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only watch. I notice that your pussy is clearly puff up and wet, and I hope it's enough. I also realize this was part of your design ; to defecate 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 despair, as soon as you meet the ridges on it, it starts to meet resistor. I can you see you trying to push operose to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the whole thing in to the hilt, mostly without too very much difficultness. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my breast with a leg on either side of my head again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can't see your next motion."Well, you get lucky, somewhat,"you say."Wasn't the hardest matter to get in, but it did fight back at some peak. Apparently you can't even get a pussy wet correctly. Such a pathetic hard worker. So you'll get it lubed up some from me, but first you're going to learn how to properly give something wet when you're ordered to do so."

Before I can react, you grab my head by the hair in one hand, and your toy in the other, and parachuting forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your hips, and tear my head toward you, pushing in farther. I'm literally bucking underneath you, trying to get away, but you hold me there for a few seconds. Easing back, you slip the toy out of my sass, but maintain your grip on my head and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a"What the fuck ?"which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your cock back in.

"I never said you could utter,"you command."I told you, you're going to determine how to use your mouth to get something wet. You couldn't do it with my pussy, so you're going to learn the toilsome way : Do it to my pecker before I put it in your ass. Keep scrap, and it's the lone lube you're going to get."To drive your point domicile, you reach back and twist one of my mammilla as hard as you can, and at the same time, you push Sir Thomas More of your toy into my mouth, to where I can feel it hitting the back of my throat.

"Do you fucking understand me ?"you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my foreland in defeat and acceptation."just boy. Now, do what you're told."Releasing my now incredibly sore nipple, you take my forefront in both handwriting, and attract slowly back, until just the brain is resting on my sassing. You linger there a moment, then attract my head forward as far as you can. This slides my back talk an in or so down the beam, which isn't good enough. You let me know with a,"This intact thing is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you're going to suffer to do dependable if you want it all lubed,"you say curtly. As you can't take my head any advance down on it, you ease your body forward again, watching in delight as my rim slide down the shaft, bit by bit. You stop when it's gone as far as it will easily.

At that, you pull your rosehip back again, pulling it all the way out of my lip. After a second, you jump forward again ; thrusting your fake rooster back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your hips back and Forth, getting wet at the sight of your over-embellished toy sliding and out of my sassing, completely against my will. Not to remark the fact that every time you hit the binding of my throat, your side of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your button. There's also the fact that you're creating a suction with my back talk, which causes your toy to gently fall away in and out of you, each meter it does the same thing in my oral cavity. Naturally, this starts to get you spicy and surface-active agent. Because of this, you start going faster and faster, and pushing harder, which forces it further down my throat. Lost in your own human race, 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 organic structure picking up an almost wave-like motion.

It's not long before you start to feel the all too intimate sense impression of you coming, but you stop yourself quickly. You don't want to cum from this toy unless it's because you're hammer at my ass. However, because you were so into it and not paying tending, you look down and notice you've forced almost the entire toy in my mouth, with my nose less than an column inch from your venter. 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 fall out, you lean down next to my ear, and loosen me by telling me,"You're just a trade good little squawk. I'm very proud of you, but I want to see if you can get hold of it all the way down. I want your nose against my stomach, is that empathize my pet ?"I hesitate a sec, before acknowledging your request. You show how thrilled you are with a soft moan, and plant a taunting kiss on my cheek.

sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is LE blank space between you and my backtalk. Without asking if I'm gear up, you place the tip at my lips again, and lift my psyche slightly up so the head of your toy swoop in my lips. You begin pushing forward ; slowly, but with determination. You reach the first off bulwark, and with a zippy"Open !"you see my lip open wider, allowing to agitate the intruder in farther. Next you feel your toy cock hit the rachis of my throat, but you're not letting that stoppage you. Rising up on your knee joint a little, you start using your eubstance weight to push, and after a few readjustments of my jaw, you feel my throat give way, and your cock slides the eternal sleep of the way in. My nose is now firmly buried against your stomach ; your toy the whole way in.

You let out a squeal of pleasure, and after leaving it there a consequence, 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 articulatio genus, so you're almost directly above me. In that position, you start pulling your hips up, withdrawing your toy from abstruse 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 direct it all the way without a job, so can you. None of your holes is allowed to be any tighter than any of mine,"you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.

After a few proceedings of this, you're satisfied that I can take all of your rooster down my throat with no subject, and tear yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to capture 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 time you question or argue with me,"you snap. Grabbing my foreland again, you force the ball gag into my oral fissure, and secure it tightly around my headspring. Now tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, I am left completely to your will and can not do anything about it. Enjoying the silence now, you let out a quiet sigh, with a"Much better,"before moving on to your next task.

Disconnecting one of my leg control, you Order me to flip over, on my stomach. I comply, and roll over ; the restraints around my wrists tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the nursing bottle of lubricator, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the entry to my jam, and squeeze gently."I promised you a little bit of lubricator, and even though you have fought back, I'll keep my promise. Besides…. With as hard as I'm going to know you, you're going to need it,"you tease. You swipe up a little lube on two of your fingers, and push them into my ass, noticing that it's fairly loosened up now, and add a one-third finger to name for sure the entering to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the fingers, you take your toy in your hand, and compact a decent amount of lube down onto it. Catching the nimiety in your hand, you wrap your digit around the shaft, and do work your script 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.

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

"Are you fix ?"you ask.

I nod my head.

"Ready for what ?"I manage to utter a strangle"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 bang me Mistress."

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

I'm quiet for a second before you hear my answer."Please schoolmistress, fuck me."

"Fuck you how ?"you taunt, an almost playful teasing quality to your voice.

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

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

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

holding your toy in your hand, you guide it towards my now lubed up, lax and waiting golf hole. You trace a circle around the possible action with the head to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the brain into my ass. The vellication of my legs and clenching of my ass, mixed with a tranquillity sigh, order you that it was a mix of pleasure and annoyance, and you smile, as that 's what you wanted at first. capable to guide it in without your hands now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch over your dick sloping trough into my ass. Putting your weight behind it as you did above me before, you apply force per unit area and the cock starts making its way deeper into my ass, until you reach the bed ; your dead 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 stopcock, until you 're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the head still in. Not waiting, or taking it easy this metre, you quickly thrust the entire shaft all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercy, you pull out and squeeze fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your dulcet clip, getting the interior of me slick with lube. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lube to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you 're satisfied that I 'm well lubricated inside, and that my crocked hole is now plenty loose for your use, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a soft groan from me.

'' Now, I want you to put forward up on your hands and articulatio genus, but do not let my prick slip out of your ass, '' you tell me, leaning back to stay on your blackguard, pulling about half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my cubital joint. I rise up on one knee, and then the other, but as I go to plant my 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 palpate you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your cock against my ass a few times. `` You did n't survey instructions. And that means you get it even harder. '' With that being said, you guide the top dog of your dick back into my ass, then grab my hip. Settling in, you pull me back as toilsome as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your hammer into me full strength. You are n't being pacify with me anymore. Fully mindful that I can easily carry it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hips for add up grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can manage. Our trunk slapping together at the military group makes an audible noise, but you do n't slow down. You 're enjoying every second of watching my ass bounce from each heavy 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 debauched in reappearance, which is aided by a small vibrator you secured to pester your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you 've been wanting too ; knockout and long thrusts, making surely your body slams abode flat against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my vociferation of joy and delectation, muffled by the gag and the pillow. `` That 's aright, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those randomness. If I ca n't hear you, then I wo n't recollect you 're enjoying this, '' you say to me, before resuming your ceaseless ramming of me.

Eventually, you slow down for a indorse, to grab my cock, which was been swinging back and forth from your hard screwing. You push the rings around it back up tightly, as you do n't want me coming just yet, and cave in it a few slow and firm strokes, just to crusade me that much airless and tease me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both deal on my shoulders, while pulling your hips back. You lean as close to my ear as you can.

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

I pause another moment or so, before mumbling a feeble, halfhearted, `` Faster, schoolmarm. ''

You think for a second. `` You know, I do n't like your answer. You took too longsighted, and you did n't seem like you really wanted it. So now you 're getting all three, '' you say, chiding me. Grabbing onto my shoulder joint tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy turncock. In this new position, you 're able-bodied to go rich than before, and you take advantage of it. You do n't give up furiously pounding away at me, but now you 're also pushing more when your articulatio coxae 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 undulation of an orgasm construction, and you 're not even touching my dick.

The same is true on your end. As you 're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your soundbox bulge to tense up, an amazing orgasm building. The finisher you get, it seems like you find extra gears in the speed and king of your thrust, because as you get nearer to coming, your pounding gets even more intense, until I 'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you 're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own cries of pleasure. Thrusting in and out. Long, deeply bursts of movement. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your cock is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so hard that your soundbox is level against mine. Every so often, your cock slips out, but that does n't stop you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your farsighted, compact purple toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no electrical resistance or cause.

You carry on like this for some time, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the military group of the intense orgasm edifice inside you. The magnificent hurting, joy, and insistency sensations I feel against my most medium place are making me weak in the knee joint, and my entire body is tiring from handling the force of your ass-fucking, making me grim myself down on my cubital joint for support ; the unanimous time, my dick oozing pre-cum. It 's not too practically longer, and you can feel yourself start to follow. Just at the edge of orgasm, you slam in one net prison term, before your pounding ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my back, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slow up grinds that rub your toy against your clit, which push the climax harder and faster. I can feel your heart racing against my spine, hear your heavy and timeworn breathing, and actually finger 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 astound pressure on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my tool.

After a bit, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your putz 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 digit. Holding it up, you tell me, `` No one said you could cum yet. But you 'll be able to shortly. '' Finally, you slide your large pecker from my ass. Running your helping hand on it, you admire the passion it 's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lube and the succus in me. You step off the bed, and undo my leg simpleness again. You orderliness me back over, laying with my cock facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my legs up as they were before, and this time you 've put a few pillows under me to overturn my hips up a bit.

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

Laughing, you continue, `` Of trend not. I know how sore 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 locating yourself, and reach down with a few fingerbreadth to palpate my motherfucker. null how light it is now, and how easily your fingers slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your rooster 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 well-heeled than I thought, '' you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and Forth River, letting about of the gumshoe slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here is n't the mad, savage, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as a lot continued, heavy pressure on my most sensitive spot as you can, until my turncock explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no contact on my shaft whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to make me cum as a lot and hard as you can, since you have something in mind.

Reaching down to admit my cock in your hand, you start grinding a small harder and deeper. While you 're at that, you 've started stroking my dick with a firm grasp, slowly working up and down my spear. You 're loving all the moan of pleasure coming from me, and the way I 'm actively grinding against you to get more of your toy in me. You notice my ventilation getting poor and quicker, and I 'm squirming around more, so you know I 'm on my way to finally cumming after a night of torture, tease, and coming self-renunciation. Picking up the tread with your bridge player, your turn to quick heart of my cock, running your hand down the unanimous distance of it. You 've also started moving your cock around more, rotating your articulatio coxae to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my cock, and be intimate my ass, barreling me closer and closemouthed to an climax. My breathing time quickens, and you know I 'm unaired.

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

'' Oh fucking, please Mistress. Please let me cum, '' I cry out. Satisfied at my pressing and pleading answer, you pick up a jabbing gesture, angling upward with your hawkshaw so that it hits my spot punishing each time. You 're also furiously pumping at my cock, unrelenting in your seeking to get me to cum.

Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my coxa up sharply to thrust my stopcock into your hired hand. At the same time you hear me utter a `` Oh God, I 'm coming. '' At that minute, you stop thrusting, and clench your fist around the top of my hawkshaw. You can palpate my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your air pressure, but it 's construction. Right at the gross moment, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with force, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my tum. Since it had been solar day since I 'd cum endure, and you 'd been toying with me all night, it 's nothing short-circuit of a massive freight. My gumshoe continues to erupt and twitch in your hand, spurting More and more cum out ; it running down your paw and landing around my stomach and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My intact soundbox is shaking, my tool sensitive to the tactile sensation. And your toy cock is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my hole clutch tightly and violently around your toy.

gift me a present moment to pick up my breathing spell, you resume your scathe. I have cum everywhere. Thomas More than a large mouthful. `` My, my. Quite the muss you 've made. We 're going to give to clean this up, '' you say observantly.

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

'' Will you now ? Such a proficient footling pet. I 'm glad you 're offering to cleanse up your mess for me, but I would 've made you do it anyways, '' you tell me. It 's apparent to you I still have n't caught on, so you decide to make me learn. There 's plenty of cum on your hand that was wrapped around my shaft. With the former, you scoop up some of the larger driblet. Leaning forward, you command me to open my mouth. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your handful of my cum into my back talk. 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 hand over my rima oris. With a clean finger's breadth from the other script, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a look of cold determination.

'' I told you, '' you say calmly, but sternly. `` You 're going to clean up your mess. You cleaned up mine, and you clean up yours. You are going to smack not only me, but the gustatory perception of your cum, so you can appreciate it when I do it. Now, afford your mouth, and do not do anything with this. '' I glare at you in defiance before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and open my rima oris ; the short bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your sporty mitt, and pass over it into my lip. Reaching back down, you scoop up the concluding parts, which is quite a lading in itself. This meter, you surprise me, and lick it off your manus. With a mouthful of my cum now, you close your eye, tasting it, licking your paw clean and savoring it.

'' Mmmm ... you do taste in effect, do n't you ? '' you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your mouth. Leaning down, inch from my sassing, you tilt your caput 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 houseclean it up. Here you go. '' With that, you plant your lips on mine, firmly kissing me. With your tongue, you feed the rest of my cum to me. I can feel the large burden sitting in my mouth, but I 'm enjoying kissing you too much. After kissing me passionately for a few instant, you pull back, licking your lip.

'' Enjoy that ? '' you ask. I nod my headspring. Noticing the remaining bit that 's on your hand that was around my dick, you put your fingerbreadth on my lip, telling me, `` Now now, be a goodness niggling strumpet and clean house up all of your mess. slug my fingers clean. '' I lift my head up, taking your fingerbreadth in my warm, wet mouth, and use my tongue to lick your digit wasteland of any cum, which is a whiz that sends chills down your body. Once they are sporting, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I 've got quite a heavy mouthful of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the last part.

'' Now, you 're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere, '' you playfully taunt. Turning severe, you look me in the centre. `` With that being said, '' you say in a firm, no fucking around, whole step, `` swallow every lowest drop. '' The look in my middle is nothing but pure disbelief. I shake my oral sex. `` Do it ! '' you command. Staring at you incredulously for another moment, I give in, accepting that your way is the just way. I swallow it, but it 's such a huge, loggerheaded warhead, that it takes me a second to get it all. `` Now, unfold your mouthpiece and express your Mistress that it 's all gone, like a good lilliputian bitch. '' I do, and upon seeing an vacate mouth, you give off a squeal of pleasure again, and grab me to kiss me, thrilled at my humiliation and obedience.

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

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

'' No, of trend not. You 're still my petty fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my pussy the right way ! '' With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. `` Are you set up ? You know the rules. form me cum, and do n't you dare opine of cumming without my permission. If you do, so help me, I 'll sit right on your fount and nominate you clean it out of me. '' I nod my point in understanding.

At that, you lowly yourself down, grabbing my still heavily cock, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and have me a final order.

'' Now lay back, and let me depend upon your dick. Oops, I mean, MY dick, since I own you now. '' No Sooner are the discussion out of your mouth, you start sliding up and down my tool, riding it as hard as you can, into the night ...