So, I asked this tinder slut if she wanted to sit on my face, and it worked. We both decided we should become friends with benefits after that… This is the story of the first time I tied her up. (Part 2)
About her: She’s 20, short (5’0″), a bit thicc, with massive D cups. She’s stupidly tight downstairs, and stays that way. She’s also multi orgasmic.
About me: 24, 6’5″, 260lb, decently athletic thanks to rugby and the gym.
Link to part 1: https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5euym/i_tied_my_fwb_up_for_the_first_time_the_other_day/?ref=share&ref_source=link
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When we left off in part 1, I had just given her her first orgasm of the night. As she came down off of her orgasm, I give her a break. I ask her how it felt, and how she liked having her wrists tied to the bed frame. She responded that she really liked it. As soon as the words left her mouth, I started going at her again without warning. The last word trailed off with an “ooooooh” as I rubbed my finger against the inside of her pussy. Within a minute, she’s squirming and trying to crush my hand with her thighs as she has her second orgasm of the night.
This time, I give her no rest. My finger continues to scrape at her G-spot, and even as her previous orgasm stops, another one is building. She continues to moan and struggle against her restraints, looking for something to grip. She finds nothing but the bed sheet, which she grabs two big handfuls of as he reaches her third orgasm…
The next time I let her rest, she was 7 deep. I had been keeping track, and I decided that I wanted her to as well.
“Next time you cum, I want you start counting out loud your orgasms.” I command her, my finger still buried within her. “You’re at 7 right now.”
She agrees, and I start working my finger in her again. It’s not two minutes before she says “Eight”. 9,10,11, and 12 come within the next 5 or so minutes.
I carry on abusing her poor pussy, giving her a few moments every ten or so orgasms. If I recall right, we started around 9:08PM, and by 9:45PM, she was around 40 orgasms in. She needed to leave by around 10:30PM, and we had set a timer for 10PM so we knew when to start cleaning up. I gave her a five minute break, but I was gonna extract every single orgasm I could before we started cleaning up…
At 9:50, I dragged her legs down to the foot of the bed (she had slowly worked her way up), stuck my finger back in her, and stopped counting her orgasms… My finger worked her pussy for the next ten minutes non-stop. I figured I would try and make her cum so many times she forgets her name.
By the fourth minute, the room sounded like a brothel. She could hardly keep it together, constantly struggling against the rope on her wrists, trying to get some semblance of control over the situation. She had none, however, and was completely at my mercy. In her words, “I thought I was going to die of orgasm overdose”.
Minute five, I took a liberty.
“The correct answer here is ‘A submissive slut’, do you understand?” I say, still abusing her pussy.
She gives some form of agreement.
“What are you?!” I say, commanding an answer.
“A submissive slut” she replies
In a much softer tone of voice, I say “Good girl”.
And just like that, she throws her head back, twists her body to the side a bit, her legs clamp down, and she has a stupidly powerful orgasm. I can feel the muscles at her entrance trying to cut off my finger as her orgasm crashes over her. They can’t stop me, however, and I continue to bully her insides. I think that orgasm lasted a good thirty seconds before she finally relaxed her legs. Not like they stayed relaxed for long.
Minute 6, I ask her what her name is
“Sarah” she replies, in a very breathy tone.
She’s correct, so I ask her “What city are we in?”
After a moment, she replies, in a somewhat frustrated tone “Bro, like, I don’t know”
I ask her again, “What city are we in?”
It takes her a few seconds this time, but she eventually replies with the correct answer.
Minute 8, I ask her what her name is again, and she still gets it right.
With 30s before the alarm goes off, I double down on my efforts to make her cum. If I was being rough with her before, well this was rougher than being in a plane crash.
I tell her “When the alarm goes off, you can stop”, making her cum just as the alarm goes off, finishing her last hour of torture.
As her orgasm fades, I remove my finger from her, which is just coated in her juices. I move to the head of the bed, and un-clip the carabiners that were attached to her writs and the bed, freeing them, but leaving the ropes tied for the time being (the carabiners went between the rope tied to the bed and the rope tied to her wrists). I get up and turn the alarm off, silencing the room.
She tries to stand up and do things, but I quickly put a stop to that. I tell her to just lie down and spoon for a few minutes, trying to relieve some of the stress that I had surely just caused her body. Aftercare is important, guys!
After a few minutes, we both get up, I get the ropes off her wrists, and she gets dressed, ready to leave.
She plays with my balls a bit and gets horny again before she leaves, so just before she walks out the door, I rip her pants down and finger her to another orgasm or two, literally having to hold her up because her knees were too weak.
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About half an hour later, my roommate gets home and walks into my room to chat, and he sits on my bed. The sheets are still clean, but fuck, I left the ropes on the bed! OOPS!
*TL;DR I tied my FWB to the bed for the first time and made her cum 60+ times in less than an hour*
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/u5t3ce/i_tied_my_fwb_up_for_the_first_time_the_other_day
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Wow
Well, I want to fuck you now. So I’d say good writing and a job well done.