March 6, 2021

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Bondage the First Time – Part 2

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I finally learned what BDSM Extreme and Bondage meant and felt that insane pleasure and at the same time the extreme pain, not only of humiliation.

“You were such a good slut, my pet,” Master says as he leans back in his comfortable leather chair again. “Tonight, we’re going to listen to your favorite music during our session. Put on the Gershwin love songs.”

Shudder. Master loves to mix pleasure with pain. I know tonight’s session will be especially intense.

I open my mouth and Master puts the end of my leash between my teeth. I get up to get the Gershwin CD when suddenly I hear, “Pet! Get down!” I hear.

His tone is stern, and I know I’ve made another mistake. I quickly drop to my knees and scramble across the floor. His tone has me aroused, and I’m sure he can see my wetness as I complete my task. As I turn around, I see that his robe has parted. I look longingly at the bulge in his pants that tells me he is aroused too. I love my Master’s big cock, and the sight of it makes my knees weak. I tremble with desire for him.

“Rise, stroke and dance for me.”

My body begins to sway to the sweet strains of summertime.

“Touch yourself, slut,” he says. “Show your Master what a good whore you are.”

I start rubbing my breasts, pinching my nipples hard between my long fingernails. He smiles at me, and my knees go weak at the sight of his lust. My testicles move down over my abdomen – almost onto my clit. Hmmm

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“STOP! Get down, sweetie.”

I immediately drop to my knees and lower my head to the floor out of respect.

“That was quite a show you put on,” he says. “Do you enjoy touching yourself more than touching your master?”

“No master,” I whisper. The lead in my mouth muffles my reply.

“Come here,” he commands.

I quickly scurry to his side.

“Turn around,” he commands.

I obey, my ass now completely at his mercy.

“This is what we’re going to do tonight,” he says. “We’re going to listen quietly to the music. I want you to be very hot for me when we pull out. So remember, whatever happens, you must NOT cum. If you do, I will turn off the movie and retire alone,- and you, my little servant, will sleep here, in your nakedness on the floor. Do you understand?”

I nod submissively.

“Tell me!” he commands.

“Yes, Master, I understand,” I reply respectfully. “I will not come. I promise.”

“That’s better,” he replies.

My ass on my knees and my face on the floor, still I can feel him relaxing to the soothing sounds of romantic music. I was his willing BDSM slave. Soon I feel his fingers caressing my slit. I love the touch of my master. His fingers are so strong and smooth. His movements are so sure and confident. Master has sought out the seeds of my pleasure and is now using that knowledge for our mutual benefit. I am so blessed to be his!

“Go back,” he whispers. His voice is rough with desire, sending shivers down my spine. I comply willingly.

He lifts my knees and places one on each side of him. Suddenly, I feel him penetrating me. My face and breasts are on the rough carpet as he begins to pump into me. Slowly at first, then faster and harder. Waves of heat and desire wash over me. My breasts scrape against the carpet, and soon I feel my nipples stiffen with approval.

“Ohhhhh Master,” I sigh. “You are soooo good to your whore.” I’m panting faster and faster now. As his panting grows stronger, I feel him fully penetrate me.

Master knows my body, and just as I’m ready to explode, he pulls out. His action makes my ass and pussy twitch with desire for him. I gasp for air.

“You weren’t going to cum, were you?” my Master asks.

“No Master. Not without your permission. I promise!”

My body aches from his touch. My pussy muscles keep contracting and expanding in search of the beautiful shaft withheld from her.

Master fingers me briefly to get some of the thick wetness he is lubricating my asshole with. He reaches beside his chair for the dildo he has placed at his side. Innocent enough looking, this slim black leather tool could have been a cop’s night stick. But push a button and it expands to a full four inches in diameter and extends another two inches.

“You can now climb down and stand upright on your knees,” Master says.

He inserts the slender rod into my vagina. “Lean back,” he commands, his voice trailing off. From his tone, I know we’re about to have a new experience tonight. It’s the tone he uses when I’m about to push my limits again.

I lean back on the cane, my weight pushing it deep inside me. The Master pushes the button, and the tool begins to inflate. “Ahhhhh!” I cry out in surprise.

“Tell me when you’re full,” the Master commands. “I don’t want it to hurt you, but I don’t want it too loose either. If you’re lying to me, I’ll know it by the ease with which I can pull it out.”

“Yes, Master,” I gasp. “I will obey.”

I feel as if my whole insides are compressed, as if there is no room left inside me. “Enough!” I cry. “Please, Master, enough!”

He pulls sharply on the end of the device and it doesn’t budge. Waves of pain wash over me.

“Very good, little bitch,” he says. ” You enjoy the pain, don’t you? Now you may join me in the chair.”

Master unzips his pants. His hard cock glows in the dim light, and as I risk a glance behind me, I see the hot spark of desire in his eyes. I’m overwhelmed with love for him.

“Spread your cheeks, slut,” he whispers, his voice deep and full of passion.

I spread my ass cheeks for him, and as I begin to receive him, he pushes gently but firmly into me. I’m not lubricated, and the pain is agony, but I know how well he’ll like my efforts.

The feeling of fullness is indescribable. My ass stretches for him as he enters, and tightens to hold him as he withdraws. He begins to pump me slowly and rhythmically. The friction of his big cock scratches roughly against the sensitive skin of my insides. Every muscle in my body is working – striving to stay in tune with his rhythm, and as full as I am, I can feel the wetness starting to seep from inside me.

“Are you going to cum now?” he asks.

“Oh yes, Master!” I reply, my voice ragged with effort and passion.

“THEN COME NOW!” my Master commands, and with his words he delivers another mighty thrust. His searing heat rips through my insides like a flood.

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