…I felt like my limbs could not stop trembling, my whole body felt that it had such heightened sensitivity that any touch would be amplified 100 times. I didn’t know how much more of this I could take…
“Right my slut, you’ve had your rest, but you didn’t think you’d be let off this lightly did you?”
I couldn’t believe this was all about to start again, could my body really take much more?
“You asked me to take you beyond your limits – but we have so far to go still…”
With that he took hold of my wrist and tied it once more to the bed post, swiftly followed by the other. Again, I began to feel so helpless as he picked up the sodden rag of my panties and placed them, this time over my head, the wet lace covering my eyes, allowing me to see shapes and movement, yet still veiling my gaze…
But he wasn’t finished… Strong hands took hold of my ankle and lifted my leg right up and back. Soft rope swiftly lashed my ankle to my wrist – and then the other side…
I felt trussed like a chicken, my hips curled up and back, my smooth-shaved mound, still covered in my drying cum, pouting up and out at him, totally exposed and curving out so boldly, as if in a direct invitation to be used and abused.
I could see him reaching across for something else – a black leather paddle…
He held it close to my face so I could see the cut-out letters there… SLAVE…
“Yes my slut, that is what you are now and you need to be marked as my total possession now.”
With that he brought the paddle down firmly on the back of my thigh… such a sting it gave me … I knew now the spank would have left the word clearly showing in white, surrounded by inflamed pink skin… it really stung – but before I could react he had done the same on the other side
And again and again up each leg, so anyone seeing that line of words would know I was now totally imprinted as his…
But even with that, I wasn’t prepared for the next blow that landed firmly and squarely between my thighs. I yelled out in shock as my most sensitive places received the slapping sting of that soft leather.
I felt I was on fire, my asshole still tingling and swollen from its rough treatment and now my cunt burning with that stinging slap, right on my clit and my swollen lips. Relieved, I could see him at last put down the paddle, but my relief quickly turned to wonder as he picked up the nipple clamps again and held them in front of my wide-open eyes.
But it wasn’t to be those tenderised tips that would be clamped this time… He reached down and clipped a strong toothed clamp to each side of my pussy lips, before tugging lightly on the chain to make sure they were firmly attached.
I could barely even think any longer, all my being was suddenly focused on my super sensitive labia and the excruciating pressure that those clamps were applying. It felt as if all the blood was trapped there and bringing them an instant swelling. They hurt so much, but they hurt so good…
I could dimly see his head bend so close to my swollen pussy, feel his breath, his hot breath, blowing across my wet lips as he breathed so close… He must be able to scent the animal aroma of my arousal, as if he was breathing in and capturing my very soul.
I could see his face so close, so agonisingly close to my bared pussy… I wanted him so much to soothe my swollen flesh with his tongue. How long was he going to keep me in suspense? at last, I felt the lightest of touches on my big pink clit. His rough wet tongue played across that smooth little pink head, curled to flick me in the most delicious sensations. I knew now I was totally trapped, totally unable to resist whatever he chose to do with my pussy…
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