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The carpet is rough against my knees. I struggle to keep my body open and presented for his pleasure with my back arched and my breasts out, my knees apart and open, and my hands behind my back. My arousal is given away by my hard nipples and what I am sure is a visible wet spot on my panties. I'm sure he loves the sight of his slut holding her position of obedience for his pleasure, knowing she's enjoying every second of it. The moisture between my legs deepens as my thoughts wander to what he has in store for me today.
Abruptly I am snapped out of my thoughts as he returns to the bedroom and takes hold of my leash.
"Crawl."
It's all he says to me and needs to say as I quickly get on my hands and knees and follow him. The floor is rough and hard on my hands and knees as I try to keep up with his pace. My head is down until we stop and I wait for further instructions as his toy, his slave.
"Slave position."
I quickly assume the same position he found me in, reveling in my own submission and his ownership over me. I want him to use me and treat me like the slut I am. I beg him in my mind but dare not speak without permission. I want him. I need him.
He has positioned a chair in the middle of the room with a blanket double folded over the top of the back. On the coffee table he has a selection of our toys. My cunt gets wetter as my eyes slowly move from one item to the next -- clips, vibrators, cuffs, rope, gags.
I am at his mercy and I want nothing more than to be deeper under his control, to be his toy, his source for pleasure. I want him to take every ounce of pleasure he can from my body.
He picks up the cuffs and the triple clips from the table and makes his way to me. Deftly he attaches the cuffs to my body then slides his hand between my legs and strokes over my lips and clit. I sigh into his touch and give into his fingers, moaning softly at each stroke and caress.
"Slut."
He slaps my cunt roughly. I hold my position and groan sharply. He steadies me with one hand and in one quick motion rips my panties from my body leaving me completely naked and his to use however he desires.
"These are soaking wet. Dirty slut."
He takes my wet panties and wipes the crotch across my face, they saturate my skin with my wetness and I can smell my arousal. I can smell how much of a slut I am and how he controls me, making me want him more.
My leash is quickly removed and he wraps his fingers into my hair and pulls me up by it, pulling painfully at my scalp -- it burns. He leads me over to the chair and bends me over it slapping my ass roughly.
"Hands on the seat, legs apart and ass out."
I obey.
He makes quick work of securing me to the chair, tying my wrists and ankles to the legs. Approaching me with the triple clips he attaches them to my nipples and tightens them until I squirm and push back in my bondage. Taking the other end for my clit he winds it around a back support rung on the chair until there's just enough slack to clip it tightly to my clit. I bite down as he clips and tightens it and the clip bites and pulls roughly at my tender flesh. I am his pain toy. I love it. He finishes his work by putting a blindfold on me. I am in his world now, I have no choice but to exist in the world he creates for me.
He grabs my hair again and pulls me up against my clips and bondage. I whimper loudly as my nipples and clit are torn at by the clips.
"Do you want to be fucked?" He growls into my ear. His words consume my soul and fuel the desire I feel. My response gushes.
"Oh god, yes please, oh please, Sir. Please fuck me. I need it so bad I'm soaking wet and ready for you. Oh, please. I need you."
"Whore." He makes me want him even more with just one word. He puts the ball gag in my mouth and I accept it obediently, my voice is his to control.
He unbuckles his belt. I hope he will fuck me, my cunt is dripping and aching for his cock. My mouth is dry with desire and anticipation. I need him inside of me, fucking me and pounding me.
The room fills with the sound of leather on bare skin. I rock forward against the chair as a blow lands flat across my ass, the clip on my clit driven into the back support and I scream. They continue to land, crossing back and forth against my ass. I grunt at each blow, arching my ass out to meet them, each time the clit clip being driven into the chair. I quietly beg for more, need more. I moisten.
As the seconds and minutes pass, what started as a light heat becomes a raging fire on my ass. I stain the blindfold with my tears and my cries and whimpers behind the gag play counterpoint to the sound of his belt. I struggle in my bonds and the clips continue to tear at my flesh, a puddle of tears and drool slowly grows bigger on the seat of the chair. I have no thoughts and my world is consumed by the pain. I am in his world and only desire to go deeper.
It stops.
His hands are now on my ass, massaging. I press back against him as best I can... the coolness of his hands comforting to my bruised ass. The light massaging turns rougher as he starts pinching and dragging his nails across my tender skin. I wince at each abuse but my cunt is a faucet and continues to drip down my thighs. The room smells like slut.
He pulls me back up by my hair and roughly penetrates me with his fingers. I give in and accept them in my tight cunt. Pushing back I try to get them deeper, to get his thumb on my clit. I need to cum, god, I need to cum.
"Not yet, slut."
I whimper.
He fucks me slowly, sawing his fingers in and out of me and bringing me closer to an orgasm. He knows what he's doing to me. I can imagine the lust in his eyes and his hard cock straining to be inside me. He saws faster and my cunt melts around his fingers. I am so close, my cries are loud and lustful behind my gag. He knows how close I am, how badly I need it.
He stops.
I struggle feverishly with my hips trying to find his fingers again, to find release. My nipples and clit burn as they are pulled at by the clips but I ignore the pain and continue trying to find his hand, find anything to give me release. I whine and cry behind my gag, but find nothing. I can feel him smirking, feel how proud he is of the slut he has created, the desire he has filled my body and soul with.
Minutes pass without another sound or touch. I am alone in his world, a world of lust and desire. I am his plaything, his toy, his doll. His slave.
He removes my gag and I move my jaw to work out the stiffness but dare not say a word without his permission.
"I am going to fuck you now, slut."
My heart jumps and my eyes screw shut. Arching my ass out for his attention, the fire between my legs roars back from its smolder and I am a bitch in heat. He penetrates me slowly but forcefully, taking what is his. I sigh loudly around his cock and tighten myself around it, wanting to feel every square inch of it inside me.
"Don't you dare cum."
My eyes flash open, wide open. Before I have a chance to register what is expected of me he starts hard and fast. He takes me like he has not had me in years, like his property. I am his property, his fuck toy. He holds onto my waist and hair, pulling me back up against my clips as he pounds into me feverishly and slamming the clit clip into the chair. I struggle and try desperately not to cum but within a short time I am there on the edge.
I hold my orgasm off with every ounce of determination; I will please him and obey him. Time crawls to a stop and each thrust takes ages. Every ridge and vein on his cock sends shocks to my clit. I need it, but I obey. Quietly I beg for him to cum as I my body tenses against his assault. His grunts and moans fill my head, his lust fuels my desire and need to cum.
He slams into me harder and then I feel him explode in my cunt. After he is spent he removes his cock from me. I did it, and I know he is proud of me for not cumming without his permission.
"Good girl." Happiness consumes me from his praise, but I still need release. I'd do anything for it and he knows it. He loves it and is going to use it to torture me more, I know it.
Hands take my hair and pull my head down roughly and to the side as his cock presses against my lips. I accept it into my mouth and gladly clean him, tasting our cum mixed on his cock. Holding my head still he works his cock in and out of my mouth as my tongue darts across it licking up every drop of cum.
"Clean up your mess, slut." I continue in earnest to clean up the mess I have made on his cock. When he is satisfied he withdraws his cock from my mouth.
Hands spread my ass and a wet finger caresses over my asshole, slowly teasing it and lubricating it. Slowly it penetrates me and a groan escapes my lips. It fucks me slowly as my ass tightens around it like a vice. Slowly it opens me up and readies me for what is next. After its removed something firm but pliable replaces it and is pressed against my opening, forcing its way into me. I relax and accept the invader. He slides it into me slowly but forcefully until the entire plug is in my ass and fills me completely. He's preparing me to be fucked in my ass. I want to feel his thickness in me, taking me, owning me.
Behind me I feel him penetrate my cunt with our remote egg vibrator. He secures it and the plug in place by putting one of my bikini panties on me, a pair with sides that tie together. The toy comes to life deep in me and a moan escapes my lips. Both of my holes are filled for his pleasure.
The toy hums along on medium and I unconsciously sway and push my hips back against the air, wanting more. But it's not enough. He knows I can't cum with it on medium. He is evil. My desire consumes me as the panties start to saturate with my lust.
The gag is quickly placed back in my mouth and tightened behind my head, the taste of cum still in my mouth. His quiet footsteps lead him off into silence. He ignores me and my desire. Again I am his toy for his pleasure and it pleases him to deny me what I need most. I remain in my position, limp and delirious with desire and lust, moaning and whimpering from behind my gag. I wait.
The toy buzzes into high and I moan loudly into my gag and am instantly on the edge of cumming. I hear his voice in my ear.
"Dirty slut, do you want to cum?"
"Yes, Sir, please," I moan from behind my gag bucking back against my toy.
"You need it bad, don't you, Slut."
"Oh God, Sir, yes, please," I moan back.
"No, fucking greedy cumslut."
The toy drops back down to medium, and again everything is silent.
Time extends into nothing, seconds and minutes do not exist. My entire world and existence is his creation. The dull throbbing pain on my nipples and clit, the plug securely stuck in my ass and preparing me for what will eventually come next, and the toy feverishly buzzing away inside me are all he desires for me. I test my bonds but am securely fastened. I am trapped in this world of desire. My thighs slicken and my panties dampen as I'm kept aroused. If I shift my weight just right the egg will make contact with the plug, vibrating it in my ass. I moan loudly each time it does and my cunt gushes more. Time melts.
Again the toy buzzes back to high and brings me to the edge.
"Who’s cunt is this?"
"Yours, Sir," I mumble from behind my gag.
"Because you belong to me, your body is mine to use how I want. Isn't that right, slut?"
"Yes, Sir"
"Good slut," he says as the toy goes back to medium.
Pain explodes on my ass, first one side and then the other. I pull back against my bonds in response. He is back. The panties are quickly ripped from my body and the cool air hits my cunt and ass. My nostrils flair at the sensation. A hand is placed on my back and holds me steady as the plug starts moving in and out of my ass, fucking me. Groaning loudly into my gag I steady myself and accept the fucking, wanting it to be his cock instead of a piece of plastic. The pace quickens and my moans do as well.
"Don't even think about it." I shudder. How long will he torture me? He knows how badly I need to cum. The fucking continues and keeps me on the edge of orgasm
The plug is removed. I know its time. I feel his cock against my entrance as it forces its way in. Loosening my ass I accept his cock, my eyes tighten behind my blindfold as my ass is filled with his cock. Ever the gentleman he starts slowly, sliding the length of his cock in and out slowly, letting me get used to it. But hes not that nice and quickly increases his pace.
"Not till I tell you."
Oh, please. I need to cum. The buzzing of the toy and the assault from his cock push me to the edge and I hold off, tightening my hands into fists as I struggle not to disobey. I push back against him trying to get him to cum faster. He laughs at my need.
"Dirty whore."
He fucks me harder. The chair squeaks and rocks with the force he is using to fuck me, tears form in my eyes as I struggle not to cum. My ass burns. My cunt oozes lava.
"Cum with me, bitch, NOW" he grunts. My world explodes. I shudder against my bonds and the air is forced out of my lungs as my body spasms. My cunt and ass tighten like a vice. His cock tenses in my ass and he explodes with me, filling my ass with his cum. The egg launches out of my cunt and lands on the floor still buzzing away. My body goes limp and I collapse in my bonds.
After he regains some composure the gag is removed from my mouth and his cock slowly withdraws from my ass. His hands lift my head up by my hair and his cock is pressed against my lips. I accept it and my duty to clean him after he’s used my. I take him into my mouth, tasting his cum and my ass all over him, licking and sucking, cleaning him to his satisfaction. The fire in my cunt builds again at this humiliation. He takes his time using my mouth, fucking it and my tongue as I have to taste my own ass for his pleasure.
The cock is withdrawn from my mouth, leaving only the taste of my humiliation. It is quickly replaced by the gag again. What more does he have in store for me? Will he let me cum again or use my body more for his pleasure and deny me my own?
The egg and plug are again inserted into me and the panties put back in place. The toy buzzes to life on high. I can cum endlessly when its on high and he knows it. Moans immediately erupt from my lips and my hips buck back against my bonds as the toys push me close to the edge.
"Since you've been so good, slut, you may cum as much as you'd like."
And with that his footsteps carry him off into the distance and into nothing. I am alone with my desire and my toys. I buck and moan, I cry and scream as the orgasms are ripped from my body. Sweat drips from my skin and I struggle to continue supporting my weight as my legs shake but I cannot. My legs give out and I slump down against the chair. A river of cum forms, pouring forth from my cunt and flowing down my legs and soaking my panties. They drip with the moisture. I cum and cum, losing count of how many times I explode, they continue to come wave after wave and crash over me.
I am spent, but they continue to come. No longer do I have the energy to push my hips out, to scream and moan, to fight against my bonds. I am exhausted as the orgasms continue to wash over me, not knowing how much more I can take. My mouth is dry around my gag and my eyes are stained with tears from the constant bombardment of climax after climax. I struggle to remain conscious as his world closes in on me, begging for him to make it stop and for him to untie me and hold me, to stroke me and kiss me. It's too much, I can't take anymore. I close my eyes and the tears start to flow freely and my body goes completely limp.
It eventually stops.
The toys are removed along with the gag and I am released from my bonds. Unable to stand on my own he picks me up into his arms. My spent naked form is carried to the bathroom and slowly laid down into a hot bath that has already been drawn. The water comforts and sooths my skin, my sore abused ass, cunt, and nipples. He kisses me softly and slowly, caressing his tongue over mine as he strokes my face. He kneels at the tub side and gently washes the warm water over my face, washing the tears from my eyes.
"I love you, my pet."
"I love you too, Sir."
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