She lay on the bed. Her hands and legs were secured with leather wrist- and ankle cuffs connected to the corners of the frame. Here she lay, her legs spread wide, unable to move just a bit. Her pussy was completely exposed.
He had put a blindfold over her eyes and a spider gag into her mouth. Then he had teased her a bit, playing with her nipples, caressing her inner thighs, moving his hands up until his fingers touched her wet pussy.
Then he had taken the magic wand – the mother of all vibrators – a huge stick with a soft ball-like head and had strapped it to her right inner thigh. He had used two leather belts to fix it into securely into place – the ball firmly pushed on her clit.
She had squirmed, but slowly calmed down, when nothing else happened.
Then he flicked the switch.
The wand came to life: a soft, deep, murmuring sound. She flinched, but at once relaxed.
This machine was not battery powered – it had to be connected to a power outlet. It wasn’t one of those flimsy toys – it had raw power, and you felt it. This made the experience using a wand so unique.
He sat down on the chair, he had placed at the bottom of the bed, directly in line with her exposed pussy and admired his work.
He could see her belly alternately tighten and relax. Her thigh-muscles flexed and released; her cheeks flushed. She moaned through the spider gag.
She started clenching her fists. He could see her breasts heaving. She took deep, controlled breaths.
Then her thighs flexed, the tension moving down her legs through the calves until her toes clenched.
Her arms tore at the restraints, her hands making fists. Her whole body tensed and cramping, her breath came in short bursts. Her vulva pumping up and down.
The she came. Releasing her breath in a long exhaling her clit throbbing and her legs shaking uncontrollably in their restraints. She came and the wand didn’t stop. He could see cum oozing from her pussy.
He waited, observing carefully every aspect of her body.
Then she slowly relaxed. And went limp.
It took a few minutes, before he could see the tell-tale signs of a new build up. It slowly crept over her body as before and – as before – ended in another wonderful climax.
Again, she relaxed after a while and started mumbling through her gag. “…lees …chtop”, she tried to articulate.
“And still you have the energy to discuss…”, he said, “I’ll help you, keep you occupied”.
He climbed onto the bed and knelt above her head. Then he put his erect member into her mouth and shoved it deep down her throat. She gagged a bit, but he continued slowly moving in and out without mercy – just as the wand continued its work without mercy.
She came again, while he was throat-fucking her; her fourth climax brought him over the edge as well: he cramped, filling her throat with his cum.
Then, pulling his dick slowly from her mouth, he reached down and switched off the wand.
Her returned to his chair and sat down, admiring his work. She had choked out some of his cum and it had covered her lips and cheeks, some had even been sprayed on her tits.
She was still breathing heavily and he could see a stream of cum oozing from her pussy down between her lovely butt cheeks.
“What a beautiful view”, he thought.
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