[Mf] More than a fun night out

Jess bent low over the bar, that old trick of getting the bar tenders attention by letting them see down your shirt working nicely for her all evening. As she waited for her ordered drinks, the redhead felt two strong, familiar finger tracing a determined line up her thigh, under her skirt and past her tiny panties. She froze, but more out of curiosity than fear. Was he really going to finger her in front of everyone? She realised she almost wanted him to, the thrill of it making her a little wet before he got past her panties.
She heard his low chuckle in her ear as she knew he felt her reaction. “You *are* having a good night – naughty girl. And you know what happens to naughty girls…”

Jess immediately blushed. She knew Very well what would happen. The clamps on her nipples at this moment was just a teaser. Breathless she turned to her Master and looked up at him from beneath her lashes. He was tall and strong, his dark hair beginning to show flashes of grey, but he suited it. And while Jess knew she had him wrapped around her finger, there was no question of him not being in charge. “Maybe we should call it a night then and you can show me?” She asked innocently, a question answered only by a grin worthy of the big bad wolf, and her being led by the hand to a cab.

Her feet had barely touched the floor of the bedroom before she was lifted and thrown to the bed. A favourite move of his and one that made her giggle every time. Gently, he fixed her hands to the ropes on the bedpost and kissed her with all the passion he had been holding back on the trip home. Her lips might be bruised in the morning and she couldn’t care less.

Moments later, and after shedding his clothes, his kisses moved across her collarbone as his hands lifted her shirt to expose her sore, swollen and clamped nipples to his touch. He licked and sucked on each one until Jess was writhing and gasping with the pain/pleasure sensation. The clamps were loosened, only to be tightened again after a seconds false relief.

She was so focussed on her nipples that she barely noticed him forcing her legs apart and tearing down her panties. She *did* notice, however, when he pulled her clithood back and clamped her clit in place, exposed and vulnerable. Gasping and squealing only got her panties shoved in her mouth to keep her quiet, and wriggling got her legs bent and tied at the knee, for easy access to her dripping pussy. She loved every second of this, and her master knew it.

First, tiger balm was painted on her exposed clit. Liberally. It burned and stung and made her wonder if this would be the time it fell off. He blew cold air across her burning flesh and somehow this was worse.
“So wet, babygirl. So naughty for me. I think you might want some more?” He asked, grinning at her frantic nodding. She was desperate now.

Something cold was pressed to her pussy. Large and round and far too big to fit. Ice cold. One of those water balls for pets on hot days. Her eyes opened in shock as slowly, firmly, and painfully he forced it inside her soaked cunt. Jess screamed through her panties and it was music to both their ears.

Her master didn’t wait any longer to slip his thick cock into her ass, completely filling her with sensations. Burning clit, freezing, stretched pussy, and fucked ass. Jess was in heaven and soon she had lost track of all reality and how many times she had screamed as she came. In fact, she must have passed out from it, as the next she knew, she was being gently cleaned of any fluids. Her hands were released and he pulled her softly into his arms. “Such a good girl” he whispered in her ear. “Get some sleep. I love you.”

Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/wjmtoq/mf_more_than_a_fun_night_out