Eponine and I have a nice dinner together, holding hands on our walk home, flirting and smiling at each other. Enjoying each others company. Eponine whispers into my ear, “when we get upstairs, you are mine. Do as I say and this will be the best night of your life. I will love you like you’ve never been loved before.” Eponine my dear, of course you will get anything you want. Always.
I lie back on the bed. I know my dearest enjoys licking, and loves riding my face. She knows I adore going down on her, maybe even more than she enjoys orgasming. We are both so eager to get started. She removes her panties and sits on my face, covering me with her long skirt. We both know the skirt will come off quickly, lest I suffocate, but the idea of her covering me, focusing entirely on her pleasure is so appealing. She won’t worry about me under there in any way. She just needs to enjoy.
Eponine comes, and the skirt comes off. She moans. She smells and tastes divine. A few orgasms later, my dearest Eponine tells me to slap her ass while I continue to go down on her. “Darcy, I want you to feel the toys first, to see what they will do before you use them on me. I need to try them out first… but slap my ass. Spank me my love.” Her butt feels so nice in my hand. She yells at me to hit her ass harder. It seems to enhance her pleasure, she rides my face more urgently. It turns me on to get her off. It turns me on to know I’ll be next. I lick both holes urgently and eagerly. Trying to maximize her pleasure, make this night another best night of her life. She moans loudly again, a screaming moaning orgasm… her, I don’t even know, I’ve lost count… it has been a lot. A very very pleasurable night for her. My dearest said to me, “Darcy, I love you so! That was so amazing. I loved it so much, thank you. You made me moan and scream. I’m going to do the same for you. Lie on the bed, face down.”
I lie, face down, and I am restrained tightly, I am kissed and then gagged. Eponine strokes me face and tells me there will be something really nice later, but she needs me to get through this in order to earn it. Laughing Eponine says “My love, this is going to hurt you a lot more than it hurts me. Thank you for wanting me so badly, you have no idea how happy this makes me and how much it turns me on.”
Eponine starts my giving me a few slaps on my butt. Slowly at first and then more urgently. This feels nice. Sure it hurts a bit, but this is fun… I’m at her mercy and she’s having fun. After some slaps she says her hand hurts a bit, and needs to use something different. Ha, hurts me more than it hurts her :) Eponine grabs her paddle and begins to swing it. Ouch, that hurts a lot more, maybe I shouldn’t be so cocky about this. As she hits me more, I start to squirm, trying to get away. After a handful of swings, she comes over and strokes my face again, telling me that I’m doing amazing. “Remember my dear, this is how I show my love. Do you know that, right?” I nod enthusiastically, trying to telepathically tell you that I want this as much as you do: “Eponine, use me! Don’t worry about me, take as much as you need from my flesh!” Of course, my dear can’t hear my thoughts.
Over the next ten minutes, she switches from paddle, to crop, to flogger and back. Each hit hurts more than the last. I’m enjoying it, but it’s pushing my limits, I wish I could take even a short break. In my fantasies, she pushes me past my limits of enjoyment and makes me endure just for her own enjoyment, completely breaking me… fully taking control. Is that still what I want? Does it matter? “Which one hurts the most?” I tell her it’s the paddle, I’m not really sure though, it’s a wonderful blur at this point.
While I lie there, she attaches nipple clamps to me. My eyes water, oh no, this really hurts. I pull at my bonds, wanting to get away. I need to remind myself that I have just one job: to endure as much as possible, show her my love as best as I can. She pulls at the clamps as my eyes water further and I yell a bit. “Darcy, you are the best man. I’m getting so wet from this.” Eponine shows me her thighs, soaked in her juices. “This is all from you. Thank you. I know you want me to have everything I want.” I nod enthusiastically. I know she needs more, she needs to me to take more. Butterflies. I need what she’s going to give me, desperately. I am so nervous, but I need her to take this as far as she wants it to go. I send her telepathic signals again “Please dear, take everything you can. Make me yours, Please”
Eponine rubs something wet on my ass. All over, I will later learn she’s coating my ass with her juices. “Darcy, hold onto this, if this really becomes too much, drop it and we’ll stop.” I look down at my hand and I see I’m holding a dildo. Nice Eponine, nice. I will hold onto this for dear life. I must not drop this under any circumstances, but it is so thoughtful my dearest would give me an out if I need it. Secretly I wish she hadn’t, but understand its necessary, for both our sakes.
Eponine starts in on me. I told her no mercy, and she agreed, so I’m not surprised by the harshness of her swings. My ass is afire with each stroke of the paddle. Over and over and over. She pulls the clamps. My eyes tear up. After a bit I tell myself this is about my dear, she wants this. She is enjoying it, and oh god am I enjoying giving it to her. I want her so badly. I start to cry, and to sniffle. This brings more whacks, she’s getting off on my tears, and I’m getting off on the pain and on her excitement. I scream and moan into the gag. I start to struggle, I want to escape, but know I cannot. I am Eponine’s in every way. Thank you my dear, thank you. WHAT? OUCH! She has picked up the cock and hit my cockhead. Hard. Repeatedly.
Just when I think I can truly endure no more and consider how disappointed my dear would be if I dropped the dildo… You release me. Tell me to roll over, and you mount me. Now I know why you slapped my cock so much, entering you bring a wave of pain. From both my cock being rubbed and crushed, and my inflamed rear rubbing onto the bed. This is the best sex I have ever had. I want this. I want this every time. I want Eponine every moment I can. “Heavenly” isn’t a strong enough adjective to describe the bliss I feel. I’ve been used and loved in such a deep meaningful way. Thank you my dear. I hold myself back as long as I can, but I burst forth in a screaming, moaning orgasm which rivals the noises I made while restrained. This is the greatest day ever.
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