Restrained, clamped, and maybe knocked up [F23][BSDM]

Becky arched her back and ran her hands along her toned and supple body tracing her fingers from her hips through her midriff and up to her breasts and neck while she enjoyed the emanating warmth from the newly built fire. The smoldering eye makeup she had applied made her look like a demon in the Cimmerian room as the firelight danced on her flesh. She put one hand on her hip and then placed a metal cylinder to her pouty carmine lips and rose her perfect breasts an inch higher as she deeply inhaled while beckoning her man to her with her devilish eyes.

Arn rose to his feet just as his wife was pulling the steel away. As they kissed, Becky slowly exhaled smoke into Arn’s mouth like a fire breathing dragon. Her man drew in every inch of her breath while his hands freely roamed her pliant body; cupping her breasts and firm bottom. Then Arn took the steel into his mouth and the couple repeated the ritual until their eyes were glassy but their desire was potent.

Arn began passionately kissing his woman until she abruptly asserted control by pushing him back a step with her painted fingertips. She invitingly sat on the bed while keeping her man at an arm’s length and then did something curious. She picked up the glass bottle of maple syrup on the nightstand which she had casually placed atop upon their arrival home and unscrewed the cap. Becky then proceeded to pour a tiny dollop onto each of her erect nipples and gave her man a come-hither look. Arn quickly knelt before her and placed his mouth around each of them and lovingly sucked his wife’s hardening nipples clean as she moaned while running her fingers through his hair. After Arn finished swirling his tongue on her second nipple, Becky pushed him back a second time while reaching for the maple syrup. She proceeded to drip a tiny trail of syrup from between her breasts down to an inch above the hood of her clitoris. Her man gently pushed her onto her back and lovingly licked down her midriff until he reached her pursed and wet lips.

With his tongue, Arn expertly teased her sensitive hood without directly touching her already swollen and throbbing clit. He traced along her delicate lips, alternating between deeply kissing and then gently licking. Beck’s eyes were already rolling back in her head by the time her man gave her relief and carefully opened her hood and lovingly kissed her throbbing button as he swirled her sensitive bean with his tongue.

Just as Becky was getting into the rhythm of her man’s skillful cunnilingual technique, Arn abruptly stood up from his task and began to strip in the firelight while his woman watched in anticipation. He was already rock hard, and, in the flickering light, she saw bead of precum perched on the tip of his cock. Becky sat up and grabbed the veiny shaft at the base and tightened her grip as she performed one slow and deliberate stroke up to the massive head. The bead of precum doubled in size from her milking and she eagerly leaned forward, without ever breaking eye contact, to press the tip of her tongue onto the bead and close her lips into a kiss onto the tip. She pursed her lips while sucking the head and thought to herself, “he will definitely get a thrill out of his!”

As Becky gently sucked the tip of her husband’s cock, Arn reached a bag from alongside the dresser and began searching inside until he produced a small black case. As soon as Becky saw the case, she stood up as if possessed by a sudden fear, but her man quickly caught her around the waist and gently forced her back onto the bed. Becky began to struggle but her man, who was more than twice her small frame, held her on the bed with ease while he carefully opened the case. He grabbed Becky’s arms and firmly, but lovingly, snapped the leather cuffs on her wrists and connected them while she struggled as best she could. Becky’s older set of cuffs were attached with Velcro that she could remove if she truly desired, but the new ones had tiny metal padlocks that restricted the girl until she was set free. The small chain connecting them was only a few inches long and with one hand, Arn snatched up the chain, controlling both of her hands, and then raised them over her head as he pinned her on her back.

With his free hand, he returned to the black case and produced a small steel clip that was spring loaded to close tightly. The teeth of the clip were coated in black rubber and Becky’s eyes grew wide the moment she saw the clip. Keeping his wife’s hands above her head, Arn controlled her struggling and opened the clip and continued to hold it open while it was poised to close on Becky’s plump, erect nipple.

“NOOOO!!!!” Becky screeched as her husband teased her by holding the open clip near to her tender flesh.

Becky wailed while violently attempting to twist her torso away from the angry clip, but she was trapped.

Still holding the clip open, Arn drew the wide mouth of the device away from the area above Becky’s left nipple then positioned it near her right protruding pink bud. Becky renewed her struggle as he teased his struggling wife by allowing the steel clamp to slowly close but stopped it before it touched the gorgeous pink orb of his wife.

“Don’t make me gag you,” her husband chided while his woman bucked her hips in vain.

Then, he placed the clip on the pillow and, with his free hand, massaged the lips of his wife’s pussy as she obediently opened her legs to allow him access.

“Oh my God… nothing gets you wetter than the fear of me clamping your nipple,” Arn whispered.

Then, to the relief of his wife, he placed the never used clamp back into the case. The clamps had come with the other goodies they had purchased, and Becky hated the clamp even though she had never allowed it to squeeze her nipple. However, for some reason, the mere thought of having it used against her will caused her to become insanely aroused. Many times, before, they had played this game and she loved it. In fact, she loved it so much that she had poured the maple syrup on her nipples secretly hoping Arn would give her the electric thrill of frightening her with the clamp. Of course, if her husband ever allowed those teeth to press on her delicate flesh, she would have been furious. Their safety word had always been ‘lobster tail’ but Becky had never needed to say it. Becky wanted her nipples twisted and pulled, but gently and erotically, with loving fingers. She had always gotten such immense pleasure from her nipples and would never allow those puffy pink erogenous, but sensitive, little ornaments to be mistreated.   

From the case, Arn pulled out the leather blindfold and Becky compliantly raised her head to allow her man to cover her eyes. Then he returned to his position between her legs and Becky began comforting her beautiful nipples by delicately pulling them longer and sensuously rubbing them rapidly between her thumb and forefinger while her man slid a finger deep inside of her soaked pussy as he tenderly licked her clitoris. The finger inside of her was moving in slow but deliberate motions; a veritable come here as it glided from deep inside of her to somewhere just below her pubic bone that sent waves of pleasure and perfectly complimented the throbbing heartbeat in her clitoris that became louder with every flick of the tongue. Becky moaned and increased the speed in which she was rubbing her nipples as she felt herself coasting toward an orgasm. Then she felt it. Against her puckered little asshole, she felt the cold metal of the teardrop shaped plug. The very tip was resting against her opening. Her man was offering the option of anal penetration during her oral session, if she chose.

“Why not!” Becky thought to herself as a smile crossed her lips.

She raised her hips slightly and the, now warming, steel tip raised with her. Her asshole was already drenched in the juices from her very pleased pussy and this would ensure the plug would not go inside of her dry, which would be an uncomfortable fit. As Becky relaxed and allowed gravity to take over, the position of the plug remained steady by that marvelous man who was licking, fingering, and now inserting all at the same time; purely to give his wife pleasure. As Becky allowed the plug to penetrate her anally, it widened as she took more of it inside of her; this is the part she always needed to push past, she often joked in her own mind. She pressed in further and the plug snapped into place leaving the object firmly lodged inside of her ass and it was marvelous. Becky didn’t particularly enjoy anal penetration; it was the pressure she loved. That amazing pressure directly on her tiny asshole added a new note in the veritable symphony already being played on her most sensitive bits, kept in perfect harmony by her man, her Maestro. This particular addition to her favorite concert, on top of the delectable pressure it created, also took up space inside of her small body which caused her little pink pussy to have an even more intense feeling of fullness. Before the plug was inserted, her husband’s finger was merely a means to massage a difficult to reach spot that unlocked an ocean of pleasure. Now his finger was comfortably stroking that perfect spot while also giving her that warm full feeling. The fullness wasn’t even close to the sensation of being penetrated by her husband’s engorged cock, but it was still far more intense than without the plug.

“Ahhhhh!!!” Becky moaned as the wonderful thought entered her mind that after her orgasm, she was going to get fucked by that lovely cock with the plug still in her ass.

“Come on, concentrate!” Becky thought to herself. A moment ago, she had been an inch from her orgasm and now she was contemplating future gratifications and allowed the distraction to sidetrack her on the road to otherworldly bliss. 

Renewing her focus on her happily buzzing clit, Becky twirled her nipples with even more intensity as her husband changed the pace of his fingering and shifted from long and loving strokes that ended at her g-spot to fingering her more rapidly where each thrust delicately tickled that lovely area. Becky felt herself losing control, like a balloon inside of her vagina that was going to explode. Her whole body felt electric. One last tweak on her nipples and the explosion went off in waves across her whole body. She felt her pussy clench as she came and the gorgeous steel pendulum in her ass doubled the pleasure. Her husband held his finger exactly on her g-spot while he continued to flick her clit gently with his tongue causing wave after wave; an aftershock of an orgasm that Becky rode for what seemed like ten or fifteen seconds of pure euphoria. It was the perfect moment. Nothing existed in the world other than her pleasure and the man who was giving it to her.

“Babe… that was one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had!” she finally gasped while using her bound hands to slide the blindfold off her eyes.

“Look,” her husband responded while gesturing between her legs.

Becky struggled to sit up as her wrists were still tethered in order to see that the comforter was drenched as if someone had spilled an entire glass of water.

“Oh my God… did I…,” Becky gasped.

“Yes, I got you to squirt again,” Arn beamed, quite proud of himself.

“That orgasm did feel quite special… but now it’s your turn…,” she responded, seductively.

Arn reached over to the bed and found the small key to his wife’s hand restraints.

“Oh, are we done playing?” Becky asked with a note of disappointment in her voice.

Arn didn’t respond but Becky did notice the intense look in his eyes. She was certain he had some trick up his sleeve. He only undid the tiny lock on her left wrist. Then he flipped her over onto her hands and knees while still holding the chain attached to the single bound wrist.

Becky quickly began fighting, trying to keep her free hand away from her man, but his reach was too long, and he quickly snatched her by the wrist and torqued it behind her back. She tried to struggle but with her hands bound in such a way she could barely keep balance and knew she was completely at his mercy. A moment later she heard the metal lock click shut and now her hands were bound behind her back. Arn held the short chain between his wife’s wrists and controlled his woman. From within the bag he grabbed the older, Velcro cuffs and attached each one to his wife’s ankles just above her stiletto heels. Becky tried to prevent him, but the orgasm had made her feel like jelly and there was little she could do with her hands bound. Instead of connecting the two Velcro cuffs directly, Arm pulled out the two-foot-long rod with loops on each end from the bag and attached each end to Becky’s shackled feet. The two-foot-long sturdy rod was now hooked and was forcing his woman to keep her ankles exactly two feet apart. Then he took several of the pillows from the top of the bed and placed them under her toned little tummy for her to comfortably rest on with her ass high in the air and her beautiful face resting on the mattress.

With one hand holding the chain between her hands and the other on her hip, Becky felt her man position the engorged head of his cock up to her slick opening. He rubbed the tip along her lips and Becky’s eyes rolled back in her head as he pushed forward and, assisted by the tremendous wetness from his woman’s recent squirting orgasm, penetrated her fully in one stroke. Becky’s eyes saw stars due to the intense sensation of being penetrated so deeply by the thick cock while her ass was still impaled by the plug and she began moaning instantly. Arn kept a hand on her ass and began thymically thrusting. With his other hand, he held the chain with four fingers and used his thumb to periodically tap on the base of the butt plug that caused Becky to reactively clench on both her man’s cock and the steel toy inside of her.

“Oh my God!” Becky moaned as he fucked her harder. She didn’t even need to push back into him as the thrusts were so intense, she felt her tits bounce every time his hips slammed into her causing her entire body to jostle.

“SMACCCKKKK!!”

Arn had just spanked her exposed little rump and the sensation was heavenly. There was not even a hint of pain. Only pleasure.

“SMACK! SMACK!” two more times. Becky wished she could reach her clit as she was certain she could orgasm again even though the feeling of her bound hands were more than a small part of the reason she was so close. The hard cock pounding her felt so perfect inside of her drenched pussy. The heat. The intensity. The fullness. Being restrained. And that amazing pressure. Becky was certain she could orgasm as long as the intensity of her husband’s penetrations did not abate.

“Are you ovulating?” Her husband demanded.

Becky heard him speak but was too deep into the throws of her own pleasure that her brain was incapable of responding.

“SMACK!” the crack of her husband’s hand brought her back to reality.

“YES!” She wailed.

“Have you taken any pills this month?” He grunted.

“SMACK!”

“NO!” She screamed.

“I’m going to cum! Where do you…”
“INSIDE OF ME!” Becky howled. “INSIDE! GET ME PREGNANT! CUM INSIDE OF ME!” As she belted those last words her pussy began clenching with an orgasm for the second time in minutes as heat radiated throughout her body.

She felt her man stiffen and become hard as steel inside of her then he made a sound that could only be described as a roar while his thrusts became more deliberate and shorter. Deep inside of her tightened pussy an intense and hot flood exploded against her cervix. After several moments of literally feeling the insemination, her man stopped thrusting. She could hear his breathing as she watched his monstrous shadow on the wall, cast by the dancing firelight.

Without withdrawing from inside of his love, Arn reached the key from the dresser and unlocked her wrists. Then, he carefully turned her onto her side to be his little spoon on the bed while being careful to keep his cock as deep as possible inside of her.

“That was amazing,” he breathed over Becky’s shoulder as she twisted her head around to kiss her man while also being attentive to not to separate.

Every few seconds, Becky was still feeling his cock spasming inside of her as it held every drop within her pussy. She knew the cum was pooled around her softened cervix and that her orgasm had certainly drew a significant portion into her womb. She reached underneath herself and felt her lips and the thick cock still buried deep inside. Rubbing her fingers together, she knew that not a single drop had spilled from her well fucked pussy. She didn’t need to reach any further as she could still feel the plug locked inside of her ass and she didn’t want it removed. Not yet. Her man’s cock was still deep inside of her, and the fullness was divine.

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