(f)irst post! BDSM fantasy. Solo masturbation.

I'm new to this sexy story writing thing (but am a long time lurker) and would love some feedback ;)

There’s a woman tied to pole. Wrists roped up high, stretching her supple body out on display. Her expectant nipples are erect and sharp, contrasting with the softness of her body. She can’t move more than 2 feet, but there are endless erotic possibilities within that limited range of motion.

He whispers into her ear sweetly and suddenly he begins raining down the pain-pleasure. She’s getting slapped and spanked. Just the noise of the blows turns me on. I love watching her ass jiggle, and redden after each spanking. His hand meets her ass again. And again. As it ripples and vibrates, I feel my clit surge with sexual anticipation. She moans and smiles, an indulgent look upon that sexy face. Those delicious tits are getting pinched and sucked. She can hardly contain herself; she’s loving it. I know at the very least her pussy is burgeoning with moisture, clit rigid at attention, because that’s how I feel from only watching. He leaves red bite marks on her skin, marring the whiteness with a certain carnal violence. I begin to stroke my clit slowly. And oh, god, I want this. I want this for me.

Finally, though she’s going to get the fucking she deserves. Roughly, he turns her around and firmly grabs her waist as leverage, planting his fingers solidly on her curves. His cock reaches out for her ass. Grunting, he thrusts in with one, powerful motion. How he fills her. And oh, the exquisite slowness of his backward maneuver- his cock grazes up on every surface inside her wet, dripping pussy. I can’t wait anymore- I start rubbing my clit harder and faster. I slip two fingers into my warm, aching pussy until I find the spot that sends pulses of pleasure through my body. Then the power-fucking starts. I love to see her bobbing around, unable to absorb the shock of it, like a boat tossed about in an unyielding storm; the only waves in this scene are of crescendo-ing, nearly unbearable satisfaction.

Soon I flush with redness and cry out, shaking in the wake of one hell of an orgasm.

They follow suit. She screams with electric pleasure- one—two— three times. What would I give to feel that kind of release?

I watch this weighed down by the knowledge that my lover is 1,000 miles away. My gratification will not be anywhere close to instant……..

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