My boyfriend, Jason, begged me for the hundredth time to send him a flirty text this week. I’d always been weary of sexting. What if someone saw? I’d spent the morning texting with him. Jason had been gone for a week and wasn’t expected back for at least another. I was feeling kind of naughty, so I sent him a text.
*“I’m wearing that baby doll nightie you like.”*
There, that should make him happy! I can’t believe I did it. I collapse onto the bed giggling, clutching my phone waiting for him to text back. I wait a few minutes. Nothing. Where is he? He shouldn’t be asleep, it’s still early in England. I wait two more minutes before I decide to send him another message. I pull down the top of the nightie to show a bit of cleavage and take a selfie. Maybe this will get his attention. I hit send. Five minutes go by, nothing. I sit up in bed cross-legged. What has gotten into that man? First he bugs me to sext with him, now he’s not responding. I try one last time. I fluff the pillows against the headboard and lay back. I can’t believe I’m doing this! I slide off my thong to bare my freshly shaved kitty. I pull up the nightie slightly, spread my legs and snap a picture. Send. I wonder what his problem is? I put the phone down on the night table and decide to tidy the room. Ping. Finally! A text message from Jason.
*“There’s a package in the bottom of the dresser, left side. Get it out. Open it up.”*
Who pissed in his cornflakes? Geez. I grab the package and open it up. There are toys, sex toys, some of them I have no idea what to do with! I decide to Skype Jason to figure out what’s going on.
*“Find it?”*, Jason answered after the first ring.
*“Yes! What is all of this stuff?”*, I respond.
*“Let’s play a little game Stephanie. Three simple rules.”*, he said.
*“Rule 1: You will face the computer screen at all times.*
*Rule 2: You will do as I tell you to.*
*Rule 3: You will not speak, unless it’s to utter ‘Yes, Sir’.*
*Do you understand the rules Stephanie?”*, he finished.
*“Yes, Sir.”*, I said shakily.
*“Good girl. In the box, you’ll find a blindfold. Put it on.”*
I reach into the gift box. I feel something soft and cool against my hand. I grab onto it pulling out a pink, silk scarf and set it next to me. Next, I reach in and feel something oddly-shaped. It’s hard and cold. I pull it out and see a cone shaped toy with a blue jewel on the end. Putting it down beside me, I try again. I feel cold, metal next to my hand and hear the rattle of a chain as I reach into one of the corners. I feeling something elastic catch my finger. I fish around for the piece the elastic attaches to and take it out. In my hand is a padded, black satin blindfold. I slip it on.
*“Good girl,”* droned Jason, *“lay back on the bed.”*
I feel the soft, plush throw beneath me, warming my body. I hear the hum of the computer in the background and smell the scent of vanilla fabric softener in the air.
I hear the door latch click open. My body freezes, what do I do? Do I scream, do I try to run?
*“Good girl.”*, I hear Jason say over the computer speakers.
I feel someone tugging at the baby doll dress. They roll me onto my stomach, pulling the baby doll dress up and over my head.
*“Wrists together, palms touching.”*, he says next.
I feel the cool, silk scarf wrap tightly around my wrists. I feel someone straddle my legs. I hear a bottle top snap open, followed by pressure against my bottom. I feel a slight pinch and a stinging pain as something enters me from behind. I turn my head to muffle my gasps in the blanket.
*“Good girl. Up on your knees, keep your head and shoulders on the bed.”*, I hear Jason say.
I feel a finger run along the slit of my bare kitty, once, twice, three times. Fingers spread my kitty lips and dip deep into my pussy.
*“Mmmmmm, you are so wet Stephanie. Does this excite you slut?”*, Jason moans.
*“Y..ye..yes, Sir.”*, I stutter.
*“Good girl. Roll over onto your back.”*, he says.
I do as I’m told trying to make myself as comfortable as I can having my hands tied behind my back. I feel something pinch my left nipple and yelp loudly. Not a moment after, I feel my nipple begin to throb and tingle.
*“Be a good girl, slut.”*, Jason’s voice booms from the computer.
I feel a pinch of the other nipple, a chain rattling between my breasts. I bite my lip to try and take the sting of the pinch away. I feel someone slip their finger under the chain and give it a little tug. My back arches in pleasure and I let out a soft moan.
*“Mmmmmm, good girl.”*, Jason sighs happily.
I hear a zipper, and a bit of shuffling around. Oh god, no. He’s really going to do this, he’s really going to fuck me. I feel the bed dip, and my ankles being lifted into the air. I feel his thumb against my clit.
*“Mmmmmm.”*, I moan, grinding my hips against the thumb.
I feel the undeniable presence of a cock near my kitty. I feel it push past my entrance.
*“Take my cock, bitch. You’ll take every inch you little whore.”*, I hear Jason boom from the speakers.
I feel his cock slam into my kitty. God it feels so good. Why can’t Jason take me like this? Moaning, I writhe underneath. I can feel his cock rub against the toy in my rear. I feel the man lean forward and brace himself over my body. His hips start to pump into my kitty rhythmically. The chain clipped to my nipples is pulled once more, and arch my back in pleasure.
*“Fuck, you’re so wet. You’re such a good slut taking Sir’s cock. I want to blow my load deep inside your pussy.”*, Jason says.
*“Yes, Sir.”*, I pant heavily.
I hear the man getting closer to orgasm. I can hear his grunts, his thrusts getting shorter and faster. I feel him reach in between us and press something against my clit. Vibrations send me into an intense full body orgasm.
*“Yes! Yes, oh yes Jason. God, don’t stop. It feels so good. Yes!”*, I wildly scream. When I realized what I had said aloud, I was mortified! I screamed out my boyfriend’s name while being fucked by someone else.
I feel him about to squirt his seed into my kitty.
*“Yes, you little whore! I’m cumming in your tight pussy.”*, I hear the man talk in Jason’s voice.
*“Jason?”*, I blurt out.
I feel the man slip the blindfold off. I try to focus my eyes. I can kind of make out the man in front of me. He moves back slightly and Jason’s face comes into focus.
*“Hey babe,”* he kisses me deeply, *“I knew you’d like it.”*
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