“Oh my god. What the hell did you do to me?!” I froze, uncertain of what the words meant. It didn’t help that Ally’s face was a mixture of pain, pleasure, and… something else… contempt? My brain was working overtime trying to come up with an appropriate response, but Ally cut me short. “I have NEVER been so wet before. I normally can’t get more than two fingers in.” So, that’s what it was, I realized. My fingers were slick with Ally’s natural lubricant – all three of them. I shrugged a bit, “I just took some time to get you worked up and applied a bit of charm.” Ally eyed me carefully before she spoke again. “Well, whatever it is, you own me now. My body is yours.” The devil on my shoulder got giddy at her words and I took it as a sign to proceed. I began moving my fingers inside of Ally’s pussy. Curiously exploring the slick confines of her velvety vagina. Ally threw her head back into the pillow and grunted her approval. I took that signal and ran away with it, fingers mapping every crevice of her pussy, her excitement slowly beginning to drip out around my hand. It didn’t take long for Ally to cum, and with it I got another surprise. “Wait… you can squirt?!”
“Master, your slut needs more pain.” This woman was absolutely insatiable for pain. Her nipples were clamped, I was alternating between pinching and twisting them – with the clamps still firmly attached – and it still wasn’t enough. “Such a greedy pain whore, aren’t you?” Ally purred and nodded, hoping to prod me into hurting her even more. I relinquished her nipples from between my fingers and reached into the nightstand. Ally’s face became desperate as I ran the taught string over her large breasts and across her nipples. “Mmm, yes, master. Please, tie my nipples too. Torture your slut for any reason.” I let the string go from tight to loose, causing Ally to whimper a bit. “I need to do something else first, my little whore.” My mouth closed around Ally’s left nipple, but I didn’t begin suckling it as I usually would. My teeth sank into Ally’s hot flesh and she yelped. I wasn’t sure if it was more from surprise or pain, but her hands shot up and held my head to her chest. I managed to let her nipple go and turn just enough to bite the other, which made her tighten her hip on me. I worked her nipple with bites and licks for quite some time before I finally brought the string back to the equation.
*disclaimer: these stories are based on real scenarios between me and my slut. She even insisted I add this disclaimer to our stories.
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