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Tied Up
I remember how disappointed I was the day the rope arrived.
I had returned from a shitty day at work to find Master's car parked outside my house.? Entering, I found Master sat on the patio drinking coffee.? He had half an hour which we spent chatting in the sun.? It is often the little moments that make our relationship wonderful.? Master had been aware that his Cum Girl's day had been difficult and had taken time to come and brighten my day.
"I have a gift for you, Cum Girl"
"Master?" My eyes glinted.? I loved receiving gifts, especially those from Master.
"I have placed it upstairs in your bedroom; you may go and find it when I'm gone"
"Thank you, Master."
I felt a quiver of excitement run through me and lowered my head to avert my eyes from Master's gaze.? He placed his hand beneath my chin raised my eyes to his and kissed me gently on the mouth.
"Thank you, Master," I repeated, thanking him for the gift, for the kiss, for the fact that he allowed me to be his Cum Girl and was my Master, for making my life what it was.
As soon as he left, I rushed upstairs.? It did not take long to find the 'gift'.? Master had placed it in the bag where I keep all those little items that need to be hidden and that was the first place I looked.
I'd hoped for shoes or clothes, I am only allowed to wear clothing & footwear selected by Master and he often arrives with a selection which he will inspect me in and decide whether he finds suitable.? Or failing that perhaps another pair of panties, I am not normally allowed to wear underwear and Master insisted that I disposed of all mine (which to be honest was largely of the practical and unattractive variety) when he first accepted me as his Cum Girl.? He then bought me 3 wonderful pairs of panties: a brazillian embroidered black thong which barely covers my pussy but is so pretty, a lace and pearl thong which spreads my pussy lips and gives me little thrills of pleasure through the day, and an open thong with hearts that leaves me completely exposed and frames my pussy beautifully.
So there I am, in my bedroom, hoping for something pretty, something girly, something to remind me of how special I was being Master's Cum Girl and what I found was 4 metres of soft red rope.
Bondage has always been part of our relationship.? When we are alone I am always collared, frequently leashed and if Master requires me to be bound then I am bound.? When I have the pleasure of sleeping with Master I am always collared and leashed, either secured to the bed or with the leash wrapped around Master's arm.? 4 metres of soft red rope therefore was hardly the most exciting 'gift' in the world.? Been there, done that, got the t-shirt (except Master does not allow the wearing of t-shirts as they do not allow for inspection of Cum Girl's breasts).
How wrong I was.? Whereas before Master had 'made do' with scarves, straps, cable wire, with whatever had come to hand now there was the rope.? Whereas before Master had improvised now he could plan.? Whereas before Cum Girl often would have been able to slip her bonds if she had so desired, now she found herself well secured, often unable to move & completely at Master's mercy.? Whereas before Cum Girl had been bound to beds, to chairs and on one delightful evening to a coat hook now she found her limbs stretched, her body exposed, found herself tied across tables, to curtain poles, to banisters; in fact to any item of furniture that would do the job.? Whereas before Cum Girl was unmarked, now her wrists often had rope burns that she could admire for days afterwards.
Fast forward.
They had seen each other that weekend.? Had a wonderful, wild Friday night and then had decided to make the most of the glorious weather by picnicking in local woods on the Saturday.? That was where it started.? In public Cum Girl & Master referenced their relationship with banter.? Cum Girl had been thrashed and whipped; (un)fortunately the thrashing had been at badminton and the whipping involved nothing more dangerous than cream.? Then as they walked through the woods Master noticed a rope swing amongst the trees and the conversation turned to hanging, suspension and being properly secured.? Cum Girl's stomach twinged, her heart beat quickened; her pussy always damp in her Master's company became wet.? She looked towards the tree with the rope swing; it was far too big for a little Cum Girl like her, the trunk too thick, the branches too high.? She could not be easily tied to its trunk or hung from its branches ... perhaps a different tree.? They walked on Master and Cum Girl discussing the suitability of the trees they passed.
Sunday, Master had worked, Cum Girl had gone out boating and as the weekend drew to a close, as Monday morning loomed large on the horizon they meet on msn and chatted.? It had been simple day to day fare, who they'd seen, what they'd done, not really Master and Cum Girl just a couple apart catching up on their separate days.
"I am thinking of getting my hair cut this week Master"
"Is that a cut or simply a trim Cum Girl?? You know I wish for you to grow your hair"
"It will be a trim Master.? Though it does seem that when I have a trim it returns to its previous length"
"I know it is necessary for you to have your hair cut regularly but I do want you to grow your hair till it reaches the top of your breasts Cum Girl"
"I could get extensions Master.? Then I could have the length of hair you require.? Is this a fetish of yours Master?"
"No Cum Girl, it is not a fetish. I simply wish you to have longer hair so that I can decide whether I prefer it that way."
"Yes Master.? Does Master have any fetishes that his Cum Girl should know about?"
"Lol.? I think Cum Girl is aware of Master's fetishes and desires.? How about Cum Girl?? Are there any fetishes that Master should know about?"
"Surely Master knows what his Cum Girl likes"
"Yes Cum Girl he does.? But what is something that Cum Girl likes and what is a fetish?
"Let me think about that for a minute Master"
"Why Cum Girl?"
"Leather and rope, Master"
"???"
"Those are my fetishes Master.? The leather is an old one, rope is one that I have discovered thanks to my Master."
So I tell Master about my desire for leather clad bikers (which he already knows) and how I would like to dress him in a front zip all in one leather biking suit, with him naked beneath it; he asks me about whether I wear my leathers with nothing underneath; I confess that I don't; he tells me that I should; I tell him that next time I go out on a bike I will and that no one will know except Master and Cum Girl.? Then we move on to rope.
"So you have developed a fetish for rope Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master"
"What is it exactly Cum Girl?"
"I wish for Master to tie me up naked so that I cannot move and then to sit back and admire his Cum Girl."
"Where would that happen Cum Girl?"
"Outside Master.? Perhaps tied to a tree as we have been discussing this weekend"
"You would like that Cum Girl?"
"Very much Master"
"Are you aroused Cum Girl?"
"Is it okay if I say I am not Master?"
"It is okay if it is the truth Cum Girl.? Is it the truth?"
"No it is not Master"
"So why would you wish to say that you are not aroused?"
"I am embarrassed Master.? I dare not touch myself there as I know that I am very wet."
"So this is something you wish to happen Cum Girl?"
I take a long time to think about this question.? Cum Girl has learnt that if she tells her Master that she desires something then it will usually happen sooner or later. Although she likes the idea of being tied naked outside the reality would involve exposure and the risk of being found by someone other than Master.? Also Cum Girl was very aware that once she opened a door Master would push her to her limits.
"Yes Master"
"In 10 minutes you will be naked in your front room; you will go find the 4 pieces of rope and your blindfold.? You will be wearing shoes.? Is that understood Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master.? But Cum Girl cannot tie herself Master"
"I will be there at 12.15.? I will find you as I have instructed.? Is that clear Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master".
I had not expected this.? It is late.? There is work in the morning for both of us.? I didn't think Master would be able or would want to leave his house.? I rush upstairs, strip, find the rope, find my blindfold, they are both red so I put on my 3" red heels with the ankle straps, there is only 3 pieces of rope, to the kitchen, I take a knife and cut the longest piece in half, into the front room, lay out the rope and blindfold on the sofa so that Master will see them as soon as he enters the room, 12.10, I am ready, I roll a cigarette, light it and wait nervously, excitedly for Master to arrive.? 12.15. He knocks on the door.
I open the door wide so that Master may see immediately what a good Cum Girl I have been.? I feel the chill night air caress my body.? He makes no attempt to enter for a moment, stands, looks up and down my naked body which is well lit both by my hall lights and the street lights in my cul de sac.? I realise how exposed I am here like this that any of my neighbours looking out their windows would be able to see me.? I hold my position, Master wishes for me to be exposed like this.? He smiles, nods, enters my house, takes me by my hand, leads me to the front room.
"Good evening Cum Girl"
"Good evening Master", my voice is barely a whisper.
"You have made a good choice with your shoes Cum Girl.? Their colour will match the rope and blindfold.? You always look so pretty dressed in red."
"Thank you Master."
?I am so pleased I can barely contain myself.? Master is so demanding.? There are so many things that I must get right.? Sometimes it is so hard.? Sometimes I feel that I am nothing but a disappointment to Master.? But I have done something unasked of me, I have co-ordinated what I am to wear, Master has noticed, I have been praised for my choice.
"Do you wish for any more of that cigarette Cum Girl?"
"No thank you Master". I stub it out in the ashtray by the computer.
"Inspection Cum Girl".
Head up, hands clasped behind neck, elbows wide, back straight, breasts thrust out, feet parted to shoulder width.? Master gently slaps the inside of my thigh, I move my feet wider.? He strokes two fingers across my pussy from back to front then brings them up to hold them in front of my face for me to look at.? They are soaked, there is pussy juice hanging off the end of them, I open my mouth and Master puts his fingers in, I suckle his fingers, revelling in the taste of my arousal, I got most of it but there is some on my chin.
"You are very wet Cum Girl."
I nod, my mouth still suckling Master's fingers and mumble a "Sorry Master".? He grabs my hair; the hair I need to grow; pulls my head back freeing his fingers, he let's go of me, turns, walks to the sofa, picks up the blindfold and rope.
"Hands behind back Cum Girl."
I do it instantly.? Master takes a step closer, looks into my eyes, strokes my right cheek with the back of his right hand, pulls the blindfold down over my head.? I know I shouldn't say this, but Master isn't usually very adept at getting the blindfold on me, it flies off sometimes, doesn't cover my eyes, ends up skewed and often I have to do it for him.? Not tonight.? Tonight it goes on first time, Master's hand is pressing it into my eyes and my world is dark.
"Hands front Cum Girl."
I comply.? Master takes my right hand in his left and starts to lead me to the garden.? It must be the garden, there is nothing else this way, I think through my route, the obstacles I must avoid and then I start to think about our destination.? I live in a terrace run of 4 houses.? My garden is not large; consists of a patio, a trampoline, some grass, a largish bush at the far end.? Backing onto my garden there is another run of houses; once I'm in the garden anyone looking out of any of the upstairs rooms will be able to see me.? This is a Neighbourhood Watch Area and they do like to watch.
We step over the threshold to the patio doors.? My heels click on the patio announcing my arrival.? I can hear my Polish neighbours chattering; from beneath my blindfold I can tell that their lights are on.? Master leads me across the patio, I'm stepping carefully afraid of tripping over discarded toys or stumbling over the edge.? He guides me over the step, I can feel grass grazing my toes and ankles.? I hear a cough, there is someone in the garden next door, probably no more than 20 feet from where I am stood, naked, blindfolded, lit up by next door's lights, my nipple rings glistening.
If I could I would go back now.? I have had my adventure.? I have stepped out naked, run the risk of being seen, but it is no longer my decision and Master does not pause as he leads me across the grass.
We stop.? He turns me to face him, then gently pushes me so that I am forced to step backwards.? I feel plastic against my arse cheeks and netting against my back.? I know where I am, backed up against the trampoline.? Master holds me by my arms, taps my ankle with his foot, I spread my legs, he taps again, I spread them wider.? For the next couple of minutes I stand there as he secures me with the rope, ankles first and then wrists.? There are some problems, the rope isn't long enough to attach my ankles to the uprights so Master ties them to the cross pole along the ground and whilst my wrists will reach the upright it is clad in plastic and netting so there is no way to secure them at the height Master desires.? Instead he ties them at the juncture where the cross pole meets the upright.
And then it is done.? I am tied.? I am secured.? I am in my garden.? Spread eagled.? Exposed.? Naked.? Visible for all my neighbours to see what a beautiful wonderful Cum Girl I am.? I test my bonds, they are good, I am not going anywhere till Master releases me.
"Is this what you imagined Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master."
"Are you happy Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master."
His fingers are in me now.? Just two.? He is stroking me gently.? Teasing me.? Feeling my moisture, my arousal.? I can feel my juices dribbling out of me, over his fingers, over his hand, down my thighs.? He stops, starts to step away.
"Please stay Master"
"I was going to get a chair Cum Girl.? I was going to sit in front of you, smoke a cigarette and admire your body as you wanted me to."
"Please stay Master.? Please make me cum."
I desperately want Master to touch me.? My legs are spread unbelievably wide.? I can feel the chill night air on my body.? Correction, I can feel the chill night air on my pussy.? The rest of my body has ceased to exist.? All I am aware of is my throbbing soaking wet pussy.? I could cum right now; bound, spread wide, exposed, the night air caressing me.? This is what I've wanted all my life, to be a Cum Girl, to have a Master who understands his Cum Girl's needs; a caring, selfless, wonderful Master.? My pussy is contracting hard, desperately trying to find something to grasp hold of, desperate to have some part of Master inside it.? I can feel my orgasm building, my thighs are slick with my juices, my clitoris throbbing, the contractions within me are shaking my tiny frame.? I am going to cum.? I am going to cum for my Master.? I am bound, spread, exposed for my Master.? I am going to cum for my Master without him even touching me.? I am going to cum for my Master to show him what a pleasure it is to be his Cum Girl.
"Please may I cum Master"
"Please may I cum Master"
I am whispering, panting, shaking.? I feel as if a giant vibrator has been shoved into me and is tearing my body apart.? My orgasm is there.? I am holding on to the bars beneath my hands as my whole body spasms.? I am holding back my orgasm, feeling it build within me, desperate for it to be released, desperate for Master to give me permission to cum.
"Please may I cum Master"
"Please may I cum Master"
"Please may I cum Master"
"Please may I cum Master"
"Please may I cum Master"
It is Cum Girl's mantra.? It escapes my panting mouth in sorry little sobs.? A mere gurgle in the night air, barely intelligible, each repetition broken by endless, uncontrollable gasps of pleasure and Master stands before his Cum Girl watching her body shake, hearing her mantra, watching her pleasure overcome her, hearing her cries.? And then he releases me.
"You may cum, Cum Girl"
I am lost.? My orgasm crashes through me.? I have no awareness of anything but the explosion of pleasure from within pulling my body apart.? As I cum Master starts to fuck me with his fingers.? I cum again and I cum again and I cum again and that is all I am; Master's Cum Girl, cumming endlessly for her Master.
Master has told me about my time tied to that trampoline.? He has told me about how he finger fucked me; how my body writhed in it's bondage; how I suckled his fingers; how he held me by the hair, by the neck; how he sucked my nipples; pulled on my nipple rings with his teeth, his fingers; how he bit my breasts, my stomach, my thighs; how I spread myself ever wider; how I thrust myself down onto his fingers trying to get him ever deeper into me; how he slid yet another finger into my soaking pussy; how he finger fucked my arse; how his arm and my thighs were coated in my cum; but I remember none of this.? All I remember is cumming endlessly. Orgasm after orgasm crashing through my body.? Orgasms with no beginning and no end.? Repeating those wonderful, magic words over and over again.
"Please may I cum Master.? Please may I cum Master.? Please may I cum Master."
I know what should have happened.? My legs would have given way.? Master, seeing my predicament would have untied my wrists, I would have fallen to the floor, my body spent and exhausted.? Master would have undone my ankles, rolled me over, spread me wide and fucked my inert body whilst I sobbed with pleasure.
But that is not what happened.?
There was a loud crash from a house backing onto mine, the sound of raised voices.? A light goes on and I am floodlit where I stand, bound.? I try to remain calm as Master fumbles to release me.? Naked, bar heels and nipple rings I rushed into the house and upstairs.
It takes 5 minutes for my heartbeat to return to normal.? I returned downstairs to find Master stood before the open patio door staring into the garden.? I went to him.
"Master"
"Are you ok, Cum Girl?"
"Yes Master."
I put my arms round Master, held him, rested my head against his chest, he raised my head with his finger, brought his lips to mine.? We kissed.? Long, deep, sucking the air out of each other, asphyxiating each other till Master pulled his mouth off mine.? He took my left hand, placed it on the zip of his jacket, I undid it, and he was naked beneath.? I ran my hand across his chest, caressing, finding his nipples, teasing them.? He took my right hand placed it on his groin and I started to stroke him through his jeans.? Master's breathing changed, became deeper, more relaxed, losing himself in the dual caress of my hands.? He pushed on my shoulder, I fell to my knees before him; the proper position for a Cum Girl in the presence of her Master.? I undid his belt, undid his zipper, pulled down his jeans and took him into my mouth.
I love to have Master's cock inside my mouth.? It is a Cum Girl's duty to be a pleasure to her Master, to place her Master's pleasure above her own, to ensure that her Master is happy.? Cum Girl is only truly happy when she is giving her Master pleasure and what could be more pleasurable than for her to be on her knees before her Master sucking hungrily on his cock till he filled her mouth with his cum.
Master's cock was hard, filling my mouth, my movements were getting faster, shorter, spittle dribbled down my chin, I was sucking him hard trying to get him to fill me with the cum I so badly wanted.? He grabbed my hair, pulled me off him.
"What do you want Cum Girl?"
"I want you to fill my mouth with your cum Master."
He looks at me quizzically.
"Please Master will you fill my mouth with your cum."
"All fours Cum Girl"
I obey.? Master walks behind me.? His hands grab my thighs, forcing me to spread myself further apart.? Then I feel him, the head of his cock pushed up against me, pushed up against my arse.? One thrust and he is in.? Pain shoots through my body.? I am tight here tonight.? Despite all the juices that have escaped my pussy, I have not been on my back and my arsehole remains unlubricated.? But Master does not care, in fact I'm sure he has planned it this way, keep me tight, fuck me hard, make sure that the soreness of her arse reminds Cum Girl of her evening.? Master's hand is in my hair, pulling me up so that I look out across the dark garden to the houses opposite.? I feel the breeze across my breasts, feel the rhythmic thrusts as Master pushes deep inside me.? He rotates his hand, starts to push my head down, till my cheek is pushed into the floor and still he pushes keeping me fixed, obedient, pinned beneath him whilst he pummels my arse with is cock.? He has raised himself onto his toes, legs straightened.? Supporting himself on his toes and the hand pushing my head into the carpet.? Thus positioned he can fuck me straight, deep and true; thrusting unimpeded along the length of my anal canal.
I remember little more.? Master had positioned me, my arse was raised as he wished, my legs and cheeks spread as he wished.? I am his Cum Girl and Master was using my body for his pleasure.? I remember him coming, the flood of cum spurting into me, the warmth of it spreading through my body, the joy I felt that I could give him such pleasure.? I remember the church bells chiming, Master saying he must go, me pleading for him to stay the night so that I might hold him, even though I knew it could not be.? Then I was in bed, sleeping safe in the knowledge that Cum Girl had a Master and that Master loved her.
That should be that; but on coming home from work the following day I found a metre length piece of red rope lying by the trampoline that had somehow been missed in the confusion of the previous evening.? I tied it round my wrist and dreamed about how and where Master might use that metre of rope next.
Tied Up
I remember how
disappointed I was the day the rope arrived.
I had returned from a
shitty day at work to find Master's car parked outside my house.? Entering, I found Master sat on the patio
drinking coffee.? He had half an hour
which we spent chatting in the sun.? It
is often the little moments that make our relationship wonderful.? Master had been aware that his Cum Girl's day
had been difficult and had taken time to come and brighten my day.
"I have a gift
for you, Cum Girl"
"Master?" My eyes glinted.? I loved receiving gifts, especially those
from Master.
"I have placed
it upstairs in your bedroom; you may go and find it when I'm gone"
"Thank you,
Master."
I felt a quiver of
excitement run through me and lowered my head to avert my eyes from Master's
gaze.? He placed his hand beneath my chin
raised my eyes to his and kissed me gently on the mouth.
"Thank you,
Master," I
repeated, thanking him for the gift, for the kiss, for the fact that he allowed
me to be his Cum Girl and was my Master, for making my life what it was.
As soon as he left, I
rushed upstairs.? It did not take long to
find the 'gift'.? Master had placed it in
the bag where I keep all those little items that need to be hidden and that was
the first place I looked.
I'd hoped for shoes
or clothes, I am only allowed to wear clothing & footwear selected by
Master and he often arrives with a selection which he will inspect me in and
decide whether he finds suitable.? Or
failing that perhaps another pair of panties, I am not normally allowed to wear
underwear and Master insisted that I disposed of all mine (which to be honest
was largely of the practical and unattractive variety) when he first accepted
me as his Cum Girl.? He then bought me 3
wonderful pairs of panties: a brazillian embroidered black thong which barely
covers my pussy but is so pretty, a lace and pearl thong which spreads my pussy
lips and gives me little thrills of pleasure through the day, and an open thong
with hearts that leaves me completely exposed and frames my pussy beautifully.
So there I am, in my
bedroom, hoping for something pretty, something girly, something to remind me
of how special I was being Master's Cum Girl and what I found was 4 metres of
soft red rope.
Bondage has always
been part of our relationship.? When we
are alone I am always collared, frequently leashed and if Master requires me to
be bound then I am bound.? When I have
the pleasure of sleeping with Master I am always collared and leashed, either
secured to the bed or with the leash wrapped around Master's arm.? 4 metres of soft red rope therefore was hardly
the most exciting 'gift' in the world.?
Been there, done that, got the t-shirt (except Master does not allow the
wearing of t-shirts as they do not allow for inspection of Cum Girl's breasts).
How wrong I was.? Whereas before Master had 'made do' with scarves,
straps, cable wire, with whatever had come to hand now there was the rope.? Whereas before Master had improvised now he
could plan.? Whereas before Cum Girl
often would have been able to slip her bonds if she had so desired, now she
found herself well secured, often unable to move & completely at Master's
mercy.? Whereas before Cum Girl had been
bound to beds, to chairs and on one delightful evening to a coat hook now she
found her limbs stretched, her body exposed, found herself tied across tables,
to curtain poles, to banisters; in fact to any item of furniture that would do
the job.? Whereas before Cum Girl was
unmarked, now her wrists often had rope burns that she could admire for days
afterwards.
Fast forward.
They had seen each
other that weekend.? Had a wonderful,
wild Friday night and then had decided to make the most of the glorious weather
by picnicking in local woods on the Saturday.?
That was where it started.? In
public Cum Girl & Master referenced their relationship with banter.? Cum Girl had been thrashed and whipped;
(un)fortunately the thrashing had been at badminton and the whipping involved
nothing more dangerous than cream.? Then
as they walked through the woods Master noticed a rope swing amongst the trees
and the conversation turned to hanging, suspension and being properly
secured.? Cum Girl's stomach twinged, her
heart beat quickened; her pussy always damp in her Master's company became wet.? She looked towards the tree with the rope
swing; it was far too big for a little Cum Girl like her, the trunk too thick,
the branches too high.? She could not be
easily tied to its trunk or hung from its branches ... perhaps a different
tree.? They walked on Master and Cum Girl
discussing the suitability of the trees they passed.
Sunday, Master had
worked, Cum Girl had gone out boating and as the weekend drew to a close, as
Monday morning loomed large on the horizon they meet on msn and chatted.? It had been simple day to day fare, who
they'd seen, what they'd done, not really Master and Cum Girl just a couple
apart catching up on their separate days.
"I am thinking
of getting my hair cut this week Master"
"Is that a cut
or simply a trim Cum Girl?? You know I
wish for you to grow your hair"
"It will be a trim
Master.? Though it does seem that when I
have a trim it returns to its previous length"
"I know it is
necessary for you to have your hair cut regularly but I do want you to grow
your hair till it reaches the top of your breasts Cum Girl"
"I could get
extensions Master.? Then I could have the
length of hair you require.? Is this a
fetish of yours Master?"
"No Cum Girl, it
is not a fetish. I simply wish you to have longer hair so that I can decide
whether I prefer it that way."
"Yes
Master.? Does Master have any fetishes
that his Cum Girl should know about?"
"Lol.? I think Cum Girl is aware of Master's
fetishes and desires.? How about Cum
Girl?? Are there any fetishes that Master
should know about?"
"Surely Master
knows what his Cum Girl likes"
"Yes Cum Girl he
does.? But what is something that Cum
Girl likes and what is a fetish?
"Let me think
about that for a minute Master"
"Why Cum
Girl?"
"Leather and
rope, Master"
"???"
"Those are my
fetishes Master.? The leather is an old
one, rope is one that I have discovered thanks to my Master."
So I tell Master
about my desire for leather clad bikers (which he already knows) and how I
would like to dress him in a front zip all in one leather biking suit, with him
naked beneath it; he asks me about whether I wear my leathers with nothing
underneath; I confess that I don't; he tells me that I should; I tell him that
next time I go out on a bike I will and that no one will know except Master and
Cum Girl.? Then we move on to rope.
"So you have
developed a fetish for rope Cum Girl?"
"Yes
Master"
"What is it
exactly Cum Girl?"
"I wish for
Master to tie me up naked so that I cannot move and then to sit back and admire
his Cum Girl."
"Where would
that happen Cum Girl?"
"Outside
Master.? Perhaps tied to a tree as we
have been discussing this weekend"
"You would like
that Cum Girl?"
"Very much
Master"
"Are you aroused
Cum Girl?"
"Is it okay if I
say I am not Master?"
"It is okay if
it is the truth Cum Girl.? Is it the
truth?"
"No it is not
Master"
"So why would
you wish to say that you are not aroused?"
"I am
embarrassed Master.? I dare not touch
myself there as I know that I am very wet."
"So this is
something you wish to happen Cum Girl?"
I take a long time to
think about this question.? Cum Girl has
learnt that if she tells her Master that she desires something then it will
usually happen sooner or later. Although she likes the idea of being tied naked
outside the reality would involve exposure and the risk of being found by
someone other than Master.? Also Cum Girl
was very aware that once she opened a door Master would push her to her limits.
"Yes
Master"
"In 10 minutes
you will be naked in your front room; you will go find the 4 pieces of rope and
your blindfold.? You will be wearing
shoes.? Is that understood Cum
Girl?"
"Yes
Master.? But Cum Girl cannot tie herself
Master"
"I will be there
at 12.15.? I will find you as I have
instructed.? Is that clear Cum
Girl?"
"Yes
Master".
I had not expected
this.? It is late.? There is work in the morning for both of
us.? I didn't think Master would be able
or would want to leave his house.? I rush
upstairs, strip, find the rope, find my blindfold, they are both red so I put
on my 3" red heels with the ankle straps, there is only 3 pieces of rope,
to the kitchen, I take a knife and cut the longest piece in half, into the
front room, lay out the rope and blindfold on the sofa so that Master will see
them as soon as he enters the room, 12.10, I am ready, I roll a cigarette,
light it and wait nervously, excitedly for Master to arrive.? 12.15. He knocks on the door.
I open the door wide
so that Master may see immediately what a good Cum Girl I have been.? I feel the chill night air caress my
body.? He makes no attempt to enter for a
moment, stands, looks up and down my naked body which is well lit both by my
hall lights and the street lights in my cul de sac.? I realise how exposed I am here like this
that any of my neighbours looking out their windows would be able to see
me.? I hold my position, Master wishes
for me to be exposed like this.? He
smiles, nods, enters my house, takes me by my hand, leads me to the front room.
"Good evening
Cum Girl"
"Good evening
Master", my
voice is barely a whisper.
"You have made a
good choice with your shoes Cum Girl.?
Their colour will match the rope and blindfold.? You always look so pretty dressed in
red."
"Thank you
Master."
?I am so pleased I can barely contain
myself.? Master is so demanding.? There are so many things that I must get
right.? Sometimes it is so hard.? Sometimes I feel that I am nothing but a
disappointment to Master.? But I have
done something unasked of me, I have co-ordinated what I am to wear, Master has
noticed, I have been praised for my choice.
"Do you wish for
any more of that cigarette Cum Girl?"
"No thank you
Master". I
stub it out in the ashtray by the computer.
"Inspection Cum
Girl".
Head up, hands
clasped behind neck, elbows wide, back straight, breasts thrust out, feet
parted to shoulder width.? Master gently
slaps the inside of my thigh, I move my feet wider.? He strokes two fingers across my pussy from
back to front then brings them up to hold them in front of my face for me to
look at.? They are soaked, there is pussy
juice hanging off the end of them, I open my mouth and Master puts his fingers
in, I suckle his fingers, revelling in the taste of my arousal, I got most of
it but there is some on my chin.
"You are very
wet Cum Girl."
I nod, my mouth still
suckling Master's fingers and mumble a "Sorry Master".? He grabs my hair; the hair I need to grow;
pulls my head back freeing his fingers, he let's go of me, turns, walks to the
sofa, picks up the blindfold and rope.
"Hands behind
back Cum Girl."
I do it
instantly.? Master takes a step closer,
looks into my eyes, strokes my right cheek with the back of his right hand,
pulls the blindfold down over my head.? I
know I shouldn't say this, but Master isn't usually very adept at getting the
blindfold on me, it flies off sometimes, doesn't cover my eyes, ends up skewed
and often I have to do it for him.? Not
tonight.? Tonight it goes on first time,
Master's hand is pressing it into my eyes and my world is dark.
"Hands front Cum
Girl."
I comply.? Master takes my right hand in his left and
starts to lead me to the garden.? It must
be the garden, there is nothing else this way, I think through my route, the
obstacles I must avoid and then I start to think about our destination.? I live in a terrace run of 4 houses.? My garden is not large; consists of a patio,
a trampoline, some grass, a largish bush at the far end.? Backing onto my garden there is another run
of houses; once I'm in the garden anyone looking out of any of the upstairs
rooms will be able to see me.? This is a
Neighbourhood Watch Area and they do like to watch.
We step over the
threshold to the patio doors.? My heels
click on the patio announcing my arrival.?
I can hear my Polish neighbours chattering; from beneath my blindfold I
can tell that their lights are on.?
Master leads me across the patio, I'm stepping carefully afraid of
tripping over discarded toys or stumbling over the edge.? He guides me over the step, I can feel grass
grazing my toes and ankles.? I hear a
cough, there is someone in the garden next door, probably no more than 20 feet
from where I am stood, naked, blindfolded, lit up by next door's lights, my
nipple rings glistening.
If I could I would go
back now.? I have had my adventure.? I have stepped out naked, run the risk of
being seen, but it is no longer my decision and Master does not pause as he
leads me across the grass.
We stop.? He turns me to face him, then gently pushes
me so that I am forced to step backwards.?
I feel plastic against my arse cheeks and netting against my back.? I know where I am, backed up against the
trampoline.? Master holds me by my arms,
taps my ankle with his foot, I spread my legs, he taps again, I spread them
wider.? For the next couple of minutes I
stand there as he secures me with the rope, ankles first and then wrists.? There are some problems, the rope isn't long
enough to attach my ankles to the uprights so Master ties them to the cross
pole along the ground and whilst my wrists will reach the upright it is clad in
plastic and netting so there is no way to secure them at the height Master
desires.? Instead he ties them at the
juncture where the cross pole meets the upright.
And then it is
done.? I am tied.? I am secured.?
I am in my garden.? Spread eagled.? Exposed.?
Naked.? Visible for all my
neighbours to see what a beautiful wonderful Cum Girl I am.? I test my bonds, they are good, I am not
going anywhere till Master releases me.
"Is this what
you imagined Cum Girl?"
"Yes
Master."
"Are you happy
Cum Girl?"
"Yes
Master."
His fingers are in me
now.? Just two.? He is stroking me gently.? Teasing me.?
Feeling my moisture, my arousal.?
I can feel my juices dribbling out of me, over his fingers, over his
hand, down my thighs.? He stops, starts
to step away.
"Please stay
Master"
"I was going to
get a chair Cum Girl.? I was going to sit
in front of you, smoke a cigarette and admire your body as you wanted me
to."
"Please stay
Master.? Please make me cum."
I desperately want
Master to touch me.? My legs are spread
unbelievably wide.? I can feel the chill
night air on my body.? Correction, I can
feel the chill night air on my pussy.?
The rest of my body has ceased to exist.?
All I am aware of is my throbbing soaking wet pussy.? I could cum right now; bound, spread wide,
exposed, the night air caressing me.?
This is what I've wanted all my life, to be a Cum Girl, to have a Master
who understands his Cum Girl's needs; a caring, selfless, wonderful
Master.? My pussy is contracting hard,
desperately trying to find something to grasp hold of, desperate to have some
part of Master inside it.? I can feel my
orgasm building, my thighs are slick with my juices, my clitoris throbbing, the
contractions within me are shaking my tiny frame.? I am going to cum.? I am going to cum for my Master.? I am bound, spread, exposed for my
Master.? I am going to cum for my Master
without him even touching me.? I am going
to cum for my Master to show him what a pleasure it is to be his Cum Girl.
"Please may I
cum Master"
"Please may I
cum Master"
I am whispering,
panting, shaking.? I feel as if a giant
vibrator has been shoved into me and is tearing my body apart.? My orgasm is there.? I am holding on to the bars beneath my hands
as my whole body spasms.? I am holding
back my orgasm, feeling it build within me, desperate for it to be released,
desperate for Master to give me permission to cum.
"Please may I
cum Master"
"Please may I
cum Master"
"Please may I
cum Master"
"Please may I
cum Master"
"Please may I
cum Master"
It is Cum Girl's
mantra.? It escapes my panting mouth in
sorry little sobs.? A mere gurgle in the
night air, barely intelligible, each repetition broken by endless,
uncontrollable gasps of pleasure and Master stands before his Cum Girl watching
her body shake, hearing her mantra, watching her pleasure overcome her, hearing
her cries.? And then he releases me.
"You may cum,
Cum Girl"
I am lost.? My orgasm crashes through me.? I have no awareness of anything but the
explosion of pleasure from within pulling my body apart.? As I cum Master starts to fuck me with his
fingers.? I cum again and I cum again and
I cum again and that is all I am; Master's Cum Girl, cumming endlessly for her
Master.
Master has told me
about my time tied to that trampoline.?
He has told me about how he finger fucked me; how my body writhed in
it's bondage; how I suckled his fingers; how he held me by the hair, by the
neck; how he sucked my nipples; pulled on my nipple rings with his teeth, his
fingers; how he bit my breasts, my stomach, my thighs; how I spread myself ever
wider; how I thrust myself down onto his fingers trying to get him ever deeper
into me; how he slid yet another finger into my soaking pussy; how he finger
fucked my arse; how his arm and my thighs were coated in my cum; but I remember
none of this.? All I remember is cumming
endlessly. Orgasm after orgasm crashing through my body.? Orgasms with no beginning and no end.? Repeating those wonderful, magic words over
and over again.
"Please may I
cum Master.? Please may I cum
Master.? Please may I cum Master."
I know what should
have happened.? My legs would have given
way.? Master, seeing my predicament would
have untied my wrists, I would have fallen to the floor, my body spent and exhausted.? Master would have undone my ankles, rolled me
over, spread me wide and fucked my inert body whilst I sobbed with pleasure.
But that is not what
happened.?
There was a loud
crash from a house backing onto mine, the sound of raised voices.? A light goes on and I am floodlit where I
stand, bound.? I try to remain calm as
Master fumbles to release me.? Naked, bar
heels and nipple rings I rushed into the house and upstairs.
It takes 5 minutes
for my heartbeat to return to normal.? I
returned downstairs to find Master stood before the open patio door staring
into the garden.? I went to him.
"Master"
"Are you ok, Cum
Girl?"
"Yes
Master."
I put my arms round
Master, held him, rested my head against his chest, he raised my head with his
finger, brought his lips to mine.? We
kissed.? Long, deep, sucking the air out
of each other, asphyxiating each other till Master pulled his mouth off
mine.? He took my left hand, placed it on
the zip of his jacket, I undid it, and he was naked beneath.? I ran my hand across his chest, caressing,
finding his nipples, teasing them.? He
took my right hand placed it on his groin and I started to stroke him through
his jeans.? Master's breathing changed,
became deeper, more relaxed, losing himself in the dual caress of my
hands.? He pushed on my shoulder, I fell
to my knees before him; the proper position for a Cum Girl in the presence of
her Master.? I undid his belt, undid his
zipper, pulled down his jeans and took him into my mouth.
I love to have
Master's cock inside my mouth.? It is a
Cum Girl's duty to be a pleasure to her Master, to place her Master's pleasure
above her own, to ensure that her Master is happy.? Cum Girl is only truly happy when she is
giving her Master pleasure and what could be more pleasurable than for her to
be on her knees before her Master sucking hungrily on his cock till he filled
her mouth with his cum.
Master's cock was
hard, filling my mouth, my movements were getting faster, shorter, spittle
dribbled down my chin, I was sucking him hard trying to get him to fill me with
the cum I so badly wanted.? He grabbed my
hair, pulled me off him.
"What do you
want Cum Girl?"
"I want you to
fill my mouth with your cum Master."
He looks at me
quizzically.
"Please Master
will you fill my mouth with your cum."
"All fours Cum
Girl"
I obey.? Master walks behind me.? His hands grab my thighs, forcing me to
spread myself further apart.? Then I feel
him, the head of his cock pushed up against me, pushed up against my arse.? One thrust and he is in.? Pain shoots through my body.? I am tight here tonight.? Despite all the juices that have escaped my
pussy, I have not been on my back and my arsehole remains unlubricated.? But Master does not care, in fact I'm sure he
has planned it this way, keep me tight, fuck me hard, make sure that the
soreness of her arse reminds Cum Girl of her evening.? Master's hand is in my hair, pulling me up so
that I look out across the dark garden to the houses opposite.? I feel the breeze across my breasts, feel the
rhythmic thrusts as Master pushes deep inside me.? He rotates his hand, starts to push my head
down, till my cheek is pushed into the floor and still he pushes keeping me
fixed, obedient, pinned beneath him whilst he pummels my arse with is
cock.? He has raised himself onto his
toes, legs straightened.? Supporting
himself on his toes and the hand pushing my head into the carpet.? Thus positioned he can fuck me straight, deep
and true; thrusting unimpeded along the length of my anal canal.
I remember little
more.? Master had positioned me, my arse
was raised as he wished, my legs and cheeks spread as he wished.? I am his Cum Girl and Master was using my
body for his pleasure.? I remember him
coming, the flood of cum spurting into me, the warmth of it spreading through
my body, the joy I felt that I could give him such pleasure.? I remember the church bells chiming, Master
saying he must go, me pleading for him to stay the night so that I might hold
him, even though I knew it could not be.?
Then I was in bed, sleeping safe in the knowledge that Cum Girl had a
Master and that Master loved her.
That should be that;
but on coming home from work the following day I found a metre length piece of
red rope lying by the trampoline that had somehow been missed in the confusion
of the previous evening.? I tied it round
my wrist and dreamed about how and where Master might use that metre of rope
next.
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My late father bestowed on me enough wealth to lead a leisurely life style, and mother nature endowed me with a generous member that wanted to be constantly entertained by the most delicious adventures. I owned now suddenly a few houses in town and my walled in villa in the country side. I maintained already two young maids, Justine and Juliette as I called them, the lovely and lively daughters of a certain Mister Beaumont, who was a traveling sales man, and who's lovely wife happened to die...
A week later I couldn't get the last experience out of my head. All I could think about was the two Dad's I had serviced and how much I enjoyed drinking their cum. I was addicted, and I had major cravings for more. I began looking at Craigslist posts again hoping to satiate my hunger, but just as I was about to respond to another Dad looking to get sucked off, fate stepped in. It was my Daddy. In his message he complimented me on how good my mouth was and how well I handled two cocks. He...
Part 1 of a series…worth your time!“Diana was a little tipsy tonight,” my girlfriend, Sonia, said on the way home in the car.“I think both you and Di had quite a bit to drink,” I said smiling. Sonia and I had just spent a night out on the town with our best friends, Mark and Diana. We had been friends practically since they were married a few years ago, and spent nearly every free night with them – either hanging out at their house or ours, going out to a restaurant or bar, spending the days on...
You settle in for a good night's sleep, and your subconscious mind sends you drifting, soaring beyond the clouds, past the skies of our world and into the realm of dreams. Cool air rushes by as you float and fly through the air, formless swirls of color and feeling all around you. And as you fly, you can only marvel at the mysterious and wonderful sights and sounds around you in this world-beyond-worlds. You cannot control your flight - you are not the pilot but the passenger, along for the...
FantasyI had a long week of dealing with short tempered people and was looking forward to going out with this gorgeous woman that had moved into my neighbor hood a couple of weeks ago, she seemed to be a bit of brat but I figured what the heck right it was a chance to get to know someone new, we had met at the local coffee shop a few days before .I had bought my coffee and was walking out as she was placing her order the person she was with seemed to be a bit confused about her sudden change of...
I left Gerry’s office close to noon , his last words were (‘ don’t do anything stupid , none of this is worth 25 years of your life in jail, she is one sick mixed-up bird go easy ‘) I started to drive home but tought better of it , she was expecting me in the early evening , if she takes advantage of the afternoon to take a bum home for an afternoon fling and i am there i was not sure of my reaction. Better stop by...
Petite wife Macy is spread wide on the couch rubbing her hot wet pussy while her hired stud Tyler speaks with her husband getting instructions on today’s fuck session. The only request from Macy’s husband is he wants pics of her cumming and spraying her sweet pussy juices. Tyler quickly slips her panties to the side rubbing out her first batch of squirt before she gets to suck his cock as far down as she can handle it. Tyler fucks her tight pussy deep getting her to squirt tons of...
xmoviesforyouMy name is Frank and my wife's Susan. I am now forty-seven soon to be forty-eight. In November of 2007 my wife and I began practicing Oral Sex, after twenty long years of straight missionary sex. This and a variety of sex toys, and the sharing of some of each other's fantasies gave a much needed boost to our sex life and restored much of the waning desire we'd been experiencing.I had read Playboy magazines for several years prior to this, and had always desired to see Susan fuck or suck another...
It was one of those nights when two people who are comfortable with each other curl up on a couch, listening to music. One of those nights when even crazed lovers take a break to be together. Peacefully. But then it started to rain. She didn't really even notice it at first, her apartment was so very sound-proofed. But a sudden flash of lightning lighted up her windows and flowed into the darkened room. Enya! She thought. Perfect weather for Enya's music. But she was much too comfortable,...
Open for contributions. See the Chyoa Forums Discussion Thread for details and Q&A: http://forum.chyoa.com/threads/lusty-magic-academy-rpg.452/ There comes a time when young people of special gifts come together under the guidance of dedicated teachers to advance their skills, learning, and character so they can use their powers for maximum benefit. This is a story of the students of one such academy. Follow the storyline of one student, describing the scenes and characters in their life,...
Fantasy"Then why the fuck did you cheat on me?" She snaps, her voice heavy with emotion, anger, sadness... I.. I'm just not sure... "He made me... he said he'd d.. do horrible things to you... break into our house and r.. rape you... His family is so rich... I.. I believed him..." "And why did you never tell me this?" "Because he.. he kept up the threats... and... I.. I thought you enjoyed it..." Maddy says tears streaming down her bruised face, "Y.. you did enjoy it...." "Yes..."...
So, it all started when my daughter turned 16, it seemed like all of a sudden she became full, gorgeous and most of all- sexy. Now I understand it is quite wierd to have a infatuation with your teenage daughter, but I did. And here is my story. ‘Daddy! We have to go out and pick Jason up now, he’s waiting.’ said my daughter, Eva. ‘Just gimme a seconds angel.’ As Eva and I were about the go pick up her boyfriend, I saw her slip a condom into her 32B cup bra. When we pulled into Jasons driveway,...
Another Halloween submission, quite different than most you might read. Thank you to WanderingScot for his editing and making this a much better read. Here I was at Joe's Restaurant. It was one of the few places I hung out and they were throwing a Halloween party. I let my friends convince me to come and here I was dressed as Batman, mask and all. Most of my closer friends knew who I was but I decided I was going to leave my mask on most of the night. The bartender who was one of my...
Hi,guys. I am veerandra singh.I am an engineer in bangalore.My age is 26. I am going to share my first sex experience. Me btech me 2nd year ka student tha aur me aur mere 2 dost hum log 1flate me rehte the. Aur khuch dino k bad humare samne wale flat me ek couple rehne aaye. Bahut hi sexy bhabhi figure 30 28 32 and age 24 hoga unke husband government job krte the.Me daily bhabhi ko dekhta rehta tha unka gora badan aur tight boobs mujhe mooth marne ko majboor kr dete the.Kabhi bhabhi chat me...
I would not call this the second part of my first story but it is in some kind still related to it, well to what hapened after the first story hapened. Some of you might have allready have read my previous story, it was about my first glory hole experience where I ended up sucking a much older men's cock nice and sweet and loved it even more that I could expect it. At the point where it is even my best sex experiment I ever had... Until this story hapened. A few days after the first story...
So, I’m Jill, and I admit that I’m a girl who LOVES sex and I always have I guess. Perhaps I am an unusual girl because I just love to hold a boy’s penis and feel it grow in my hand. That has always fascinated me for some reason. To hold and play with it just excites me and then I want to do more.I also absolutely love it when they play with me too.So it seems that I’m just a girl who enjoys sex and fucking as much as boys do. Maybe even more so?The question I have is why does society point...
The Goodrich's came over and the whole crew welcomed them in royal style. They visited for a while, then ate, and visited some more, everybody sharing stories of their families, and of days gone by. They had called it an evening at around 11:00 that night.The "Town Folks" had also retired, as Sharon was feeling a little more tired than William wanted her to be, Misti was also a bit tired, but, had decided that she was more than a little curious about Rick. She had started talking to him, with...
Hello Everyone, This is Rajeev from Bhopal. Age 29, married. If any girl/lady wants to have a secret relationship, reply to my E-mail. Let’s not waste time. I’ll directly come to the story. One night I got a poke from a girl on Facebook. I saw the profile and poked her back. We started chatting. She told me that she’s interested in seeing my profile. I asked her what she does. She said she works in a BPO in Bhopal. Didn’t chat much that night. She asked for my number and I gave it to her. The...
Lisa felt a little strange as she sat at the table with her Mom and Jack. There were several reasons things felt weird but the oddest was knowing that Jack was not her biological father. She had always loved him but their new relationship in some ways was even more rewarding. It had only been about a half an hour before when she and her mother had given him a joint blow job that had him blasting off like a rocket. The other thing that felt strange was the fact that she was wearing skin tight...
I was lying completely naked on the table in one of the classrooms on Friday night after everyone was gone. Around me stood four of my professors, all women, naked as well. This was how I was passing my classes this year. “Cassie, I hope this teaches you to study more and fuck less next year,” my Biology professor, Ms Clarkson, said caressing my boob as she licked her lips. I knew all of them secretly hoped the same happened next year and they could use me again like they were about to now. Ms...
LesbianYou sigh as you enter your new high school, its pristine walls high looming dauntingly above you with every passing step... After ages of training, you have finally managed to perfect your family's personalized style of martial art - an obscure mix of judo, hapkido, and wudang. With your newly-sharpened prowess, it was easy to secure a spot in Tadou Academy, and equally easy to find yourself the center of attention among the freshmen. A young man soon approaches you, a chibi-looking girl...