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Silken blindfold covering my eyes. Wrists grasped and bound tightly. I know the marks the twisted hemp will leave on my skin. A firm hand turning me, pushing me face down across the bed, arms pulled out in front as the rope is secured to the wrought iron swirls of the bed. There is enough length that my feet still touch the floor on the other side, just, balancing on the high heels of my shoes.
I hear your soft tread as you move around the bed, hands stroking silk covered calves and thighs. One ankle grasped firmly and I feel the leather cuff being buckled into place.
A whispered, "Spread your legs."
No thought of disobeying that soft command, my thighs part and the other ankle is cuffed. The spreader bar now holding my legs apart. Now I'm exposed, glistening pussy and upraised ass.
My hands strain against the bonds, my breath quickens in anticipation. Tits pressed against the cotton sheet, nipples hard and aching. No movement, no sound other than that of my own breathing. My ears strain to capture some slight noise that would tell me where you were, what your next move might be.
The waiting is intolerable and seems to last for an eternity. Are you watching me, watching the way my fingers tangle in the rope binding me to the bed, the way I struggle to close my thighs? Do you see the wetness of my pussy and know it's because I'm restrained so, the faint bruises on my skin from my last encounter with you?
Still no sound, my head turns desperately trying to hear something of you. An indrawn gasp as I suddenly feel your hands gripping my shoulders, hauling me forwards, my be-spread legs angled straight out behind me. The brush of your cock against my cheek, smacking against my lips. Your hand grips my head, pulling it back, my lips part and you take full advantage, thrusting your cock into my mouth, forcing me to take it all, making me gag around your hard flesh. Your hips thrust, using my mouth, the feel of my tongue against the underside of your cock. With each thrust I feel your cock getting harder, throbbing in the heat of my mouth. Abruptly you withdraw, smacking your cock against my face, smearing my saliva on my flushed skin. I moan at the loss of your cock, bound hands trying to reach for you. The sound of movement and I know you've stepped away. My wrists pulling at their binding, trying to free myself, craving one more taste.
I didn't hear you move around the bed, so intent on my own struggle. The touch of your hands, gentle at first on my ankle, then your fingers tighten above the cuffs and you drag me back across the bed, the rope tightening, my nipples responding, hardening further, my pussy so wet and tingling. I feel the heels of my shoes touch the floor and release my held breath in a long soft moan.
A stinging slap lands on my ass, I can feel how my skin burns and blushes at your touch. Your cock thrust hard into the silken heat of my cunt, your hands gripping my hips firmly. Moaning at the feel of you inside me, writhing as your fingers slip beneath me to press against my swollen clit. Rubbing and pinching that sensitive bud, your cock driving into me from behind. You know I'll cum, you can feel my pussy tightening, my clit throbbing against your fingers, coated in my wetness. I can't control my body, my stomach tightening, cunt spasming around your hard cock. Moaning, writhing against your hand, my pussy gripping you so hard, your cock held inside me. My thighs tremble at that orgasmic release. One last pinch of my clit has me crying out, my cry muffled by your fingers as you push them between my parted lips, forcing me to taste my juices. My tongue laps at your fingers, so hungry for more.
"Spit on my hand."
And I do, feeling you pull out of my pussy. I know you're rubbing your cum covered cock with my saliva. The whispered touch of your breath brushing my ass, your tongue rasping over my asshole, probing, preparing me for your cock. Thrusting back onto your tongue, you know what I want, what I always want.
"Fuck my ass," a whisper.
"Say please."
"Please fuck my ass, I need to feel you."
That soft sigh emitted as I feel the head of your cock press against my asshole. The slight burning sensation, the brief pain, the feeling that I can't take any more, but that I want it all. The head of your cock gripped by my ass. A slow push and my ass stretches around your hard flesh. You start to thrust, each thrust pushing you deeper, until I have every inch of you. My ass twitching, such intense pleasure at being filled to the rim.
Another stinging slap has me thrusting back hard against you. I so desperately want to reach back and touch you, but my struggling only tightens the bonds around my wrists. So frustrated, so full, my whole body trembling at the pleasure you give. Feeling your cock withdraw, before you thrust hard into me, thrusting over and over, filling and fucking my ass.
"Please.......," expelled on a moan.
"Please what?"
"Please make me cum. Please cum in my ass."
Your hands grip my hips tightly as you hammer your cock into my ass, again and again. My fingers twisting in the rope, my ass rising to meet each thrust. That sensation building, as my body shudders, my ass grips your cock. This orgasm is deeper, longer, my whole being centred on the exquisite pleasure of your cock driving into my ass. Your thrusts are quicker now, your fingers digging into my flesh. Your cock throbbing and twitching as your cum fills my ass, the heat of you making my ass contract. You cumming pushing me over the edge again, orgasm rippling through my body, so intense. You emptying your cum into my ass, the velvety grip squeezing every last drop. I feel your hand stroking down my spine as you withdraw, wiping your cock over my ass cheeks. You know I want to taste, but you deny me that pleasure. I sense you step away, watching your cum dribbling out of my asshole. I can hear your breathing, hard and heavy and feel your touch on my trembling thighs. Trying to catch my breath, my ass still clenching, expelling more of your cum.
My body jerks at the wicked sting of the crop on my upraised cheeks. I feel the heat of the welt blossoming across my skin, your hand pressing over it, making me moan. My thighs so desperately want to press together, but the bar keeps them parted and open for you. Another biting blow, bisecting the first. You ask how many I want, knowing they'll be hard, knowing you'll make me count. If I lose count you'll start again.
I whisper, "Ten,"
The first two were just a warm up. A blow stings across the backs of my thighs, just below my buttocks.
"One," I gasp.
A second catches me across both ass cheeks. Your fingers thrust into my pussy, your thumb into my ass.
"How many?"
"Two," I respond.
I feel the end of the crop caressing between my buttocks, as your fingers fuck me. The urge to cum over your fingers has my hips wriggling, but you withdraw, leaving me feeling bereft. A thwack as the third one lands on the other cheek. It was harder than the previous ones and brings tears to my eyes.
"Three."
I hear you move, the sound of a drawer opening. Cool firmness pushed into my pussy, the smaller end of the this toy pushed into my ass. Once I'm filled you strike, a long welt down one cheek, quickly followed by another across the back of my thighs.
"How many?"
My mind is focused purely on the pain and the intense pleasure that follows, every nerve alive, aching to cum, craving more, until I can't stand it. I know we've passed three and make a guess at five. No response from you, did I get it right or wrong?
This blow is harder than the others, making me flinch, my ass tremble and quiver. I know what you see when you look down at me, my ass red and striped with your marks.
"Six," I tearfully whisper.
The next four you ensure cover my ass, the last one so hard I can't breathe. Your hands stroke my cheeks, pressing and squeezing the crop bites, making me moan at the pain and the pleasure suffusing my body.
You thrust the toy into me, my ass and pussy aching, pushing it as deep as it will go and then you pause. I want to tear off the blindfold, to turn and see what you're doing, but I can't. I feel your thigh pressing against the toy and the leather tails of a flogger stroking down my spine. Then I hear that thwack and feel the sting across my back. Pushing against your thigh, the toy firmly buried inside my two holes, the after sting of the flogger making me writhe and moan. Again and again you bring the flogger down, marking my pale flesh. You step back and I know what comes next, as I feel the tails flick between my soaking pussy lips, catching my clit and making me squirm and squeal. I ache to cum and I know you can make so easily.
A hard hit across my ass, pushing the toy further into me and my body shudders, pussy and ass spasming and clenching so hard, my body wracked with such intense pleasure. The moans, the screams, my body straining. Another hard blow and I explode, the force of my orgasm expelling the toy from my body, shuddering, legs trembling so hard, if I wasn't supported by the bed they'd give way. I feel your hands stroking over my ass, tears soaking the silk of the blindfold at the intensity.
Your hands slide down my thighs, over my calves and unbuckle the cuffs attaching me to the bar. Once free my knees sag slightly, my thighs pressing together. Next I feel the rope released from the bed, my wrists still bound. You slowly remove the blindfold, now soaked with my tears and watch me blink as I adjust to the light.
A gentle stroke of my cheek as I whisper, "Thank you."
I hear your soft tread as you move around the bed, hands stroking silk covered calves and thighs. One ankle grasped firmly and I feel the leather cuff being buckled into place.
A whispered, "Spread your legs."
No thought of disobeying that soft command, my thighs part and the other ankle is cuffed. The spreader bar now holding my legs apart. Now I'm exposed, glistening pussy and upraised ass.
My hands strain against the bonds, my breath quickens in anticipation. Tits pressed against the cotton sheet, nipples hard and aching. No movement, no sound other than that of my own breathing. My ears strain to capture some slight noise that would tell me where you were, what your next move might be.
The waiting is intolerable and seems to last for an eternity. Are you watching me, watching the way my fingers tangle in the rope binding me to the bed, the way I struggle to close my thighs? Do you see the wetness of my pussy and know it's because I'm restrained so, the faint bruises on my skin from my last encounter with you?
Still no sound, my head turns desperately trying to hear something of you. An indrawn gasp as I suddenly feel your hands gripping my shoulders, hauling me forwards, my be-spread legs angled straight out behind me. The brush of your cock against my cheek, smacking against my lips. Your hand grips my head, pulling it back, my lips part and you take full advantage, thrusting your cock into my mouth, forcing me to take it all, making me gag around your hard flesh. Your hips thrust, using my mouth, the feel of my tongue against the underside of your cock. With each thrust I feel your cock getting harder, throbbing in the heat of my mouth. Abruptly you withdraw, smacking your cock against my face, smearing my saliva on my flushed skin. I moan at the loss of your cock, bound hands trying to reach for you. The sound of movement and I know you've stepped away. My wrists pulling at their binding, trying to free myself, craving one more taste.
I didn't hear you move around the bed, so intent on my own struggle. The touch of your hands, gentle at first on my ankle, then your fingers tighten above the cuffs and you drag me back across the bed, the rope tightening, my nipples responding, hardening further, my pussy so wet and tingling. I feel the heels of my shoes touch the floor and release my held breath in a long soft moan.
A stinging slap lands on my ass, I can feel how my skin burns and blushes at your touch. Your cock thrust hard into the silken heat of my cunt, your hands gripping my hips firmly. Moaning at the feel of you inside me, writhing as your fingers slip beneath me to press against my swollen clit. Rubbing and pinching that sensitive bud, your cock driving into me from behind. You know I'll cum, you can feel my pussy tightening, my clit throbbing against your fingers, coated in my wetness. I can't control my body, my stomach tightening, cunt spasming around your hard cock. Moaning, writhing against your hand, my pussy gripping you so hard, your cock held inside me. My thighs tremble at that orgasmic release. One last pinch of my clit has me crying out, my cry muffled by your fingers as you push them between my parted lips, forcing me to taste my juices. My tongue laps at your fingers, so hungry for more.
"Spit on my hand."
And I do, feeling you pull out of my pussy. I know you're rubbing your cum covered cock with my saliva. The whispered touch of your breath brushing my ass, your tongue rasping over my asshole, probing, preparing me for your cock. Thrusting back onto your tongue, you know what I want, what I always want.
"Fuck my ass," a whisper.
"Say please."
"Please fuck my ass, I need to feel you."
That soft sigh emitted as I feel the head of your cock press against my asshole. The slight burning sensation, the brief pain, the feeling that I can't take any more, but that I want it all. The head of your cock gripped by my ass. A slow push and my ass stretches around your hard flesh. You start to thrust, each thrust pushing you deeper, until I have every inch of you. My ass twitching, such intense pleasure at being filled to the rim.
Another stinging slap has me thrusting back hard against you. I so desperately want to reach back and touch you, but my struggling only tightens the bonds around my wrists. So frustrated, so full, my whole body trembling at the pleasure you give. Feeling your cock withdraw, before you thrust hard into me, thrusting over and over, filling and fucking my ass.
"Please.......," expelled on a moan.
"Please what?"
"Please make me cum. Please cum in my ass."
Your hands grip my hips tightly as you hammer your cock into my ass, again and again. My fingers twisting in the rope, my ass rising to meet each thrust. That sensation building, as my body shudders, my ass grips your cock. This orgasm is deeper, longer, my whole being centred on the exquisite pleasure of your cock driving into my ass. Your thrusts are quicker now, your fingers digging into my flesh. Your cock throbbing and twitching as your cum fills my ass, the heat of you making my ass contract. You cumming pushing me over the edge again, orgasm rippling through my body, so intense. You emptying your cum into my ass, the velvety grip squeezing every last drop. I feel your hand stroking down my spine as you withdraw, wiping your cock over my ass cheeks. You know I want to taste, but you deny me that pleasure. I sense you step away, watching your cum dribbling out of my asshole. I can hear your breathing, hard and heavy and feel your touch on my trembling thighs. Trying to catch my breath, my ass still clenching, expelling more of your cum.
My body jerks at the wicked sting of the crop on my upraised cheeks. I feel the heat of the welt blossoming across my skin, your hand pressing over it, making me moan. My thighs so desperately want to press together, but the bar keeps them parted and open for you. Another biting blow, bisecting the first. You ask how many I want, knowing they'll be hard, knowing you'll make me count. If I lose count you'll start again.
I whisper, "Ten,"
The first two were just a warm up. A blow stings across the backs of my thighs, just below my buttocks.
"One," I gasp.
A second catches me across both ass cheeks. Your fingers thrust into my pussy, your thumb into my ass.
"How many?"
"Two," I respond.
I feel the end of the crop caressing between my buttocks, as your fingers fuck me. The urge to cum over your fingers has my hips wriggling, but you withdraw, leaving me feeling bereft. A thwack as the third one lands on the other cheek. It was harder than the previous ones and brings tears to my eyes.
"Three."
I hear you move, the sound of a drawer opening. Cool firmness pushed into my pussy, the smaller end of the this toy pushed into my ass. Once I'm filled you strike, a long welt down one cheek, quickly followed by another across the back of my thighs.
"How many?"
My mind is focused purely on the pain and the intense pleasure that follows, every nerve alive, aching to cum, craving more, until I can't stand it. I know we've passed three and make a guess at five. No response from you, did I get it right or wrong?
This blow is harder than the others, making me flinch, my ass tremble and quiver. I know what you see when you look down at me, my ass red and striped with your marks.
"Six," I tearfully whisper.
The next four you ensure cover my ass, the last one so hard I can't breathe. Your hands stroke my cheeks, pressing and squeezing the crop bites, making me moan at the pain and the pleasure suffusing my body.
You thrust the toy into me, my ass and pussy aching, pushing it as deep as it will go and then you pause. I want to tear off the blindfold, to turn and see what you're doing, but I can't. I feel your thigh pressing against the toy and the leather tails of a flogger stroking down my spine. Then I hear that thwack and feel the sting across my back. Pushing against your thigh, the toy firmly buried inside my two holes, the after sting of the flogger making me writhe and moan. Again and again you bring the flogger down, marking my pale flesh. You step back and I know what comes next, as I feel the tails flick between my soaking pussy lips, catching my clit and making me squirm and squeal. I ache to cum and I know you can make so easily.
A hard hit across my ass, pushing the toy further into me and my body shudders, pussy and ass spasming and clenching so hard, my body wracked with such intense pleasure. The moans, the screams, my body straining. Another hard blow and I explode, the force of my orgasm expelling the toy from my body, shuddering, legs trembling so hard, if I wasn't supported by the bed they'd give way. I feel your hands stroking over my ass, tears soaking the silk of the blindfold at the intensity.
Your hands slide down my thighs, over my calves and unbuckle the cuffs attaching me to the bar. Once free my knees sag slightly, my thighs pressing together. Next I feel the rope released from the bed, my wrists still bound. You slowly remove the blindfold, now soaked with my tears and watch me blink as I adjust to the light.
A gentle stroke of my cheek as I whisper, "Thank you."
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