Sir’s little slut laying on the bed is something to behold. She is spread eagle, arms and legs forced open wide by the cuffs linked to each bedpost. She cannot move an inch. There is a leather belt around her waist, tied to anchors in the floor, keeping her midsection still. Like this, she is vulnerable to whatever he chooses to do.
The cuffs seem like the only thing keeping her from floating away and the belt feels like the only thing keeping her from shaking apart. Sir has let her cum three times now and the orgasms are starting to feel more like a punishment than a pleasure.
He pinches her nipples and scratches long red lines down her stomach and over her thighs. His lips are soft on hers and leave sloppy kisses down her neck and over her clit. She shudders and whines and her thighs quake. She couldn’t keep still if she tried and is grateful for the bindings that hold her in place. He brings her to an orgasm, then after she has come down from straining against her bondage, he slaps her pussy.
She sobs. He has done this after each orgasm. The spanks to her folds and her clit are loud and wet, his fingers sending droplets flying because of how soaked she is. Her pussy is swollen, red and sore from the spankings but also twitching from the orgasms.
He lands several more strikes in rapid succession. Her chest heaves and she cries out loudly and the cuffs rattle about. His palm lands smartly across her face, adding a new sting to her already hot cheek where he has struck her several times already.
“Why are you complaining, slut?” He tuts, “No need for that. I’m giving you what you need.”
He pinches her nipples and drags his fingernails over her stomach and leans down to run his tongue over her hot pussy. She presses her head back into the pillows and keens. It feels so good after the sharp slaps. He gently teases at her folds with his teeth, closing his lips around them and soothing with his tongue. He kisses her clit and then presses his tongue over it, a steady constant sloppy pressure as he rolls his tongue and presses on her sensitive spot. She is so shocky from all the stimulation to her clit that, if not for the belt holding her in place, she would have crawled away from him by now.
Two of his fingers press inside of her suddenly, curling up to press on her g-spot and she cums again, tensed as the waves of release wash through her. She has not come down yet this time when he smacks her across the face. It leaves her reeling between the sting and the pulsing aftershocks of her orgasm.
She gasps and watches as he jerks himself off, thick ropes of cum landing across her pussy and thighs. He huffs through it and after, while catching his breath, he runs his fingers through his cum and rubs it into her folds, pushing some inside of her and then reaching up to lazily slap her once more. His fingers leave behind a shiny smear of his cum and her own wetness.
“Such a slut for me, taking whatever I give you. My slut.” He murmurs, “Suck my fingers clean now.”
Author’s note: Hope you enjoyed the scene❣️ If you were just here for a wank, I hope you enjoyed yourself! If you are interested in reading about these two doing some cuddly aftercare, follow the link to pt. 2 on my profile 😘
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