[Part I](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ab63g4/how_i_made_a_redditrice_into_my_fucktoy_after_she/)
After all that intensity of us sexting, of giving Cindy rules and tasks and punishments, after having made her cum dozens of times with my voice and words, after having her send me dozens of videos and audios of her soaked and juicy little whorecunt, the time finally came for Cindy to arrive in Berlin.
Needless to say, just the thought of her arrival made my cock tingle. My reaction to thinking about her was nearly automatic, Pavlovian. Cindy would write me and my cock would immediately stiffen with anticipation with all the infinite ways I wanted to use her fuckholes, yet we still, incredibly enough, had never met.
Until we did.
To keep things cool and safe, we made a rendez-vous in a cafe, one I chose, which of course meant that it was right below my apartment for 11AM one Tuesday morning.
When I woke that day, I was bursting with excitement like when I was a kid and would wake up for some long-awaited birthday. That sort of day is a favorite – when I discover a new body and mind for the first time, the first unvirgin exploration of a new set of fuckholes, the playing to see what makes a woman I’ve never met wet, the first testing of limits, the breaking-in of a new kitten.
I spent the morning lounging in bed playing with my cock and rereading the whorish missives Cindy hadbeen sending me over the previous months on Whatsapp. There was no doubt, Cindy was one as talented with words as she was imaginative. I particularly enjoyed browsing through all the hundreds of videos and photos she had made for me during that time (my favorite was still that one of her stuffing her blue dildo down her throat while fingering her cunt), although it made it a colossal effort for me to resist cumming while reviewing all that juicy material. But I didn’t want to expend the energies I would later need, and I also hadn’t touched myself in a week, because ‘i wanted to feel every inch of her fuckholes, and as I told her was saving up my cum for her pleasure.
And finally, finally, finally, after literally months of waiting and wanting and writing and coercing and tempting and enticing, the moment came to go meet Cindy at the cafe. Although I was ready before. I waited until 11:00 to leave the house, so that I would be just a few minutes late, because I knew that that would only increase the tension on her side, and the power on mine.
I went down to the cafe, and there she was, Cindy, sitting on the terrace outside, in a pink top and stretch white pants, and a half-nervous half-curious smile cocked on her face, the first time I’d ever seen her clothed. I smiled and sat down in front of her, letting my gaze quickly slide over her face and body, liking what I saw. There was something magnetic and sumptuous about her golden-brown skin and her round Asian head that made me want to bite into her neck, or possibly her thigh, although of course I hid my desire and excitement behind a mask of nonchalance. Our conversation was basic and easygoing, and we order coffee and chatting for 20 minutes about this and that, neither of us mentioning our months of sexting or anything having to do with sex or submission or anything. She has an easygoing manner which I liked, and a cute California drawl which I found both soft and slutty, and I wanted to rip off her pants and fill her fuckholes her right then and there.
We finished our coffee, and I asked Cindy if she wanted to take a walk, and we left the cafe to stroll down the streets.
But not far. My building was literally 100 meters away from the cafe, and without a word or a request, I led her to my door, into my building, up my stairwell and into my apartment. I enjoyed this moment of silence, where I could see her break out into a slight nervous sweat and I could feel the tension and hunger building in my diaphragm, and I enjoyed that as much as I enjoyed the knowledge of all the lovely surprises I had prepared for my new kitten in my bedroom.
We entered the living room, and as I led her to the couch I asked if she wanted anything to drink. Water, she said. I came back with a glass and stood in front of her, looking down at her looking small and hungry on my couch, feeling a wave of satisfaction and anticipation of the adventures to come, and I could feel my cock thicken in my pants, and as I reached down to proffer her the glass of water, I curled my right hand around the back of her head and pulled her face towards the stiff bulge in my pants and pressed it against me. She opened her mouth and looking me in the eye, started exploring the contours of my cock over my pants with her mouth like a good kitten, just as I knew she would.
Carefully placing the glass of water on a shelf, I pressed her face harder against my crotch and she hungrily started slurping away over my pants, and brought up a hand to rub me, and then went for my zipper. I pulled her and slapped her face, once, hard. “It’s a little bit too early for that, cockwhore, don’t you think?” “Yes Sir,” she answered dutifully, looking into my eyes with cheeky mischief.
I bent down and kissed her, long and deep. She responded. There was something basic about us that matched. Something deep and pheremonal. An affair of the flesh. Her smell and the taste of her body, and that slight odor of hungry cunt hanging in the air made me want to fill her cunt and never stop. I moved my way across her ear down her neck, and pressed my palm against the crotch of her pants, feeling a patch of swollen moistness between her legs, and heard the first lovely moans escape her her lips. I asked her if she was going to be a good little slut and if she wanted me to take photos and videos of my cock in her fuckholes. “Yes Sir. Please Sir. Just not my face Sir.”
I smiled and flipped her around on the couch and made her bend over as I yanked down her pants to reveal those lovely little fuckholes I had seen so many times already, but never yet live. I took out my phone and started filming “You’ve been a very bad girl, haven’t you cockwhore?” “Yes Sir.” And I gave her a first nice hard spank, leaving a red mark of my hand on her right cheek. “It took you way too long to come to sir, cockwhore.” “It did, Sir.” I spanked her again, enjoying that loud smack of flesh on flesh. “And you’ve had cocks in your fuckholes in the meanwhile” “I have, Sir.” And then I let loose with a few more nice hard ones, videoing the swelling of her already heavily juicy cunt. “Let’s give a test and see how wet cockwhore’s pussy is” I told her, spreading her legs wider so that I could get a better view, and sliding my two middle fingers inside her cunt effortlessly, like a warm knife through melted butter, was how full with juice she was already. I started to fingerfuck her soaked pussy, as she started to moan and squirm on the couch, her ass in the air, and my fingers buried deep in her cunt.
Although mere minutes had gone by, I could sense that from all the tension and expectation that cockwhore was on the verge of cumming already, and so I flipped her back around, so that I could enjoy the moment of truth and watch her face as she came, which she did, her legs jittering with surprising strength and rapidity. I slapped her face again. “Did Sir give you permission to cum?” “No Sir. Sorry Sir.” “Well then, cockwhore deserves a punishment doesn’t she?” Cindy looked at me with a wicked grin in her eye, as I opened my belt. pulled out my cock, and shoved it down her throat, and held it there while watching her reaction. When she started to make those lovely gagging noises, I pulled out to let her breathe before remming my cock down her throat once again, and then shoving my fingers back in her cunt, Cindy curled in front of and below me on the couch as I fucked her face while fingering pussy in rhythms that were matching and alternating, thoroughly enjoying the sight of her splayed in front of me, the rolling of her eyes, the sounds of her gagging and the sloshy wetness of her cunt. I slammed my cock into her mouth harder and harder and faster and faster, and when I was about to come, I pulled out and grabbed my cock in one had and a clump of her hair in the other, aimed it at her face and sprayed cum all over her.
And even with that one week of no fapping I hadn’t expected to let loose with a load that massive. But I spurted all over her face and tongue and tits. Cum got in her hair and mouth and eyes, and was dripping down her neck and face. Even cockwhore seemed surprise at the size of my load, and she was so covered with hot sticky cum, and her eye was looking a tad pinkish, that I decided to allow her to wash it off.
When she came back, I took her in my arms and slid my tongue in her mouth, and asked her if her hungry little whorecunt enjoyed her orgasm, and if she was ready for more. She did and it was, of course. I hooked the two middle fingers of my right hand deep inside her still wet pussy, and pulled her behind me by her cunt into the bedroom. I liked that feeling of control I had with my fingers inside her, and yanked her around the room a bit, before throwing her down on the bed, where I pinned her wrists to the bed with one hand and straddled her face shoving my balls in her mouth which, one by one, she tongued vigorously, like a good little kitten.
Little did cockwhore know, though, but I had prepared several toys for her orgasmic pleasure, and as she enjoyed herself licking my balls like the good kitten she was I pulled out the first – a long back bolt of cloth I liked to use as a blindfold, and shut off her vision with it. I stretched her arms out to each corner of the bed, and tied her wrists in place with ropes in the corners I had prepared before I left the house. When these were secure spread her legs, knees bent, to their maximum aperture, tying her legs by the thighs, so that her pussy was as wide open as I could get, giving her inner thighs little kisses and nibbles as I was doing so. Needless to say, she was soaking wet, her cunt positively dripping with anticipation, and although she didn’t yet deserve it, at the sight of that swollen pretty little fuckhole, I couldn’t resist, and slid my tongue inside her to have a little taste, as she writhed there, but only a little one.
I took a step back and admired my work, loving to see her there supine and helpless and bound and now she was really truly mine to use to my pleasure, and her own, and rushing through my mind was all the inifinitude of ways I could make her cum like the slut she wanted to be. I thought she looked very pretty there like that, and took out my phone and snapped a few shots of her there, supine and helpless, legs splayed and cunt spread wide, hands tied, eyes bound, plum soft golden tits just waiting to be bitten, which I did, also sucking and licking and squeeing and pinching, listening for her moans and changes in breathing and watching her body move to judge how she reacted, so I would know how she ticked, what would make her wettest and hungriest.
I could see she liked the sharp pain and pressure on her thick nipples, and so I took out a second toy I had prepared, a set of nipple and clit clamps attached by chains, and pinched them over her nipples and the pink thick bud of her clitoris, watching her body react to the pressure and pleasure. I then began to explore Cindy’s body with my hands and fingers and cock and mouth and tongue and teeth, nibbling and sucking and tonguing and fondling and fingering and and kissing and playing with her like a little toy, which she was, to bring her closer and closer to cumming which she was, all the while whispering filthy little nothings in her ears, calling her all sorts of names and dirty whorish things.
Sensing that her cunt was ready to explode again, I asked her if she wanted to cum again, and she said “Please Sir, yes Sir” like a good little kitten, but I made her beg harder, while I paused from playing her, and when I was satisfied with her begging, I took out another toy – an arched 7-inch long pink glass dildo, ribbed with little beads for maximal pleasure, and I shoved it deep inside her spread cunt. She couldn’t of course see what I was doing to her, and her body arched in shock, maybe at the dildo, or maybe at the coldness of the glass, and I started to move the dildo in and out of her cunt, faster and faster and faster, and I could see her body arching to its maximum and her wrists pull at their binds stretching them, and she was moaning ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod ohmygod her cuntlips swollen and hips arched and thighs trembling. Seeing as she was about to explode, I took a video as I slammed that glass dildo deep inside her cunt, not stopping even when she started to orgasm, on the contrary, sliding it inside her faster and faster and deeper and deeper, to make her cum again and again and then, as I thought she would, my little cockwhore began to positively spurt, on camera, jets of liquid just squirting out of her cunt, soaking the bed, a sight which made my cock hard and hungry. After her pussy quirted itself dry, I reached over her head and took out a condom I had prepared and slid it over my stiff cock, sliding it slowly inside her still spread but now very tired cunt, taking a few photos for good measure of the very first time my cock penetrated her cunt, leaning my body over and against her, sliding inside her, pushing the weight of my body against her still tied-down flesh, grinding away slowly at her crotch as my cock was deep inside her, pulling out of her slowly slowly, to make her hunger and need, and then slamming my cock inside her, hard and deep, or sometimes slow and gentle, changing the rhythm so as to tease and surprise, watching her writhe and gyrate under me, holding back this intense desire to cum, fucking her, my lovely little cockwhore who I had waited so long to penetrate, to fuck, to use, finally, my cock inside her soaked starved, warm hungry pussy, fucking her slow and fast and soft and hard, until I couldn’t wait any more, and then wrapping my right hand around her neck, and squeezing, choking her, as I started to slam my cock inside her in a predictable rhythm, in and out and in and out, squeezing her neck and fucking her cunt harder and harder until I exploded inside her with a burst and a grunt, pounding my cock insider her again and again until I was totally empty, and then collapsing on her body, kissing and caressing it, as I removed her binds and blindfold.
We kissed and chatted and joked around for a while in bed, and later on would play some more with a few more lovely toys I had saved for Cindy, my cockwhore, fellow redditrice, with the vast imagination, deeply submissive nature, and soft hungry cunt, who was my favorite fuck of the last few months, and who I met, thanks to a story just like this one.
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