Plugged, edged, and sweaty [FM] repost

Weeks ago I had my first Hip Hop spin class. I️ wasn’t sure if I️ was ready for it to be honest. I was encouraged to go by a previous Dom. Fitness is important to me and while working out on day at the gym I was invited to a class. I have taken spin classes before but never danced while riding a bike. My previous Dom liked to be kinky when he couldn’t be around me. I enjoyed his company but often had to settle for Skype because of his schedule. We are no longer together and this story was posted awhile ago under our joint account. Now that I’ve decided to record some of my favorite encounters I chose to include this as well, enjoy.

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My Dom enjoys it when I write filthy things on my body to show that it belongs to him. He likes branding his slut. Last time it was his initials with the actual word “slut” underneath my boobs. Besides branding we also enjoy a bit of exhibitionism and often mixed the two. The invitation to the spin class not only provided me an extra opportunity to burn calories but also a new play place for my Dom.

My only instruction for my new “spin tattoo” were it had to be visible, legible, and surprise him . I️ thought long and hard and decided on “Sweat for Daddy” across my wrist. If I was feeling shy I could just pull my watch band over my new ink.

After checking my outfit and with my wrist tattooed he had only one last task for me; edge my self. I️ had to edge myself like I️ do for him every morning: four times then stop. I️ obeyed, lowered my Nike compression pants, and peeled my underwear down. I️ laid across one of his office couches so he could watch me stroke my cunt.

I was already dripping from day dreaming about me getting caught with those word in the class; the first edge was easy. I️ felt the ecstasy shower over my body and my urge to keep going was denied by the watchful eye of Daddy; I️ stopped.

The next two times were the same after the first. I️ rubbed my little wet clit in front of him until I️ could feel my wetness grow. Then right when I️ was about to come; I️ stopped. The last time I️ stopped he came behind me and plugged my little asshole with my pink glass toy.

I️ felt my ass stretch then relax over the toy. Since I’ve been doing my anal stretches objects slide in easier, a lot easier. With the last edge completed I pulled my pants up, kissed him goodbye, and headed to my gym class plugged, edged, and ready to sweat.

I️ got to my new class early. I had time to place
my wristband over the words. The class was already packed. I️ was nervous but I️ remember how disappointed my Dom would be if I️ cheated on my task. I️ switched the watch back to my non tattooed wrist and wore his words proudly. I️ set my bike up and sat down on the seat.

The groves in the bike seat caused my toy to reach deeper in my ass; this was going to be a long hour. The teacher ran into class, set the music up, and we began to ride. The class was hard in its self but with this glass plug in my ass I️ could barely focus. Half way into the class we hit our third cardio peak. She had us riding the bike in third position, standing up hunched over the handles bars. We had to then change to position by dropping down to siting position. In spin class you never stop pedaling which only burrowed the toy deeper in my ass with every rotation of the wheel.

The cardio peak had an eight count, we were up for four seconds and then siting for four. After the last eight count she changed it to a four count and we had to pedal faster.

She began the count “Up, two, three, four, down, two, three, four, and up, two, three”. It was on the last four count that I️ plopped down on the bike seat. The force plus the grooves of the bike seat caused my ass cheeks spread wide. I️ felt my ass swallow the entire toy. I️ was mortified. The class could tell something was wrong as well. We all workout in front of mirrors. Everyone saw my face had changed.

On the next song my instructor asked if I️ was okay to which I️ replied ,”Yeah girl!”, even though a glass toy was now rattling around in my ass. For the rest of the class I️ thought about how full my ass felt now with the large bottom base inside me.

My daily ass stretches were definitely working. Now my ass seemed to devour anything one could put in it.

We finally hit fifty-five minutes and began our cool down. We got down off our bikes and stretched. With every position I️ could feel the toy move and attempt to stretch back out of my asshole. Each time it would almost peak out but my greedy hole wouldn’t let it go. I️ began to grow horny from feeling the toy move around in my ass. Knowing my Dom was going to be very pleased at the progress my hole has made only made me wetter.

We clapped at the end of the class. I️ ran out the gym, before speaking to anyone, and into the car. I️ called my Dom, told him the story, and he asked if I️ was okay. Once I️ replied that I️ was, he proceeded to laugh and told me to come back to his office so we could “fish it out”.

I️ began to get a little embarrassed. The thought of him placing his fingers in my dirty hole made me wet again. I️ hurried back to him.

I️ was greeted by his employees and head back to his office. When I️ opened the door he was there sitting down, behind his desk in his chair, smiling, all while typing on his laptop. He glanced up at me and smiled even harder. He even began to chuckle.

“How was the work out today, dear?” he teased me. I️ replied wittily “It was a pain in the ass” and we both laughed.

I️ felt disgusting from all the sweat. My shirt stuck to me. I’m sure I️ smelt of struggle and sweat. My hair was wild and body throbbed with soreness. He got out of his chair and around to the front of his desk where I️ was. He brushed my hair back and told me I️ was beautiful. That was always like me though. Even when I felt ugly he made sure to show me I was far from that.

He grabbed my wrist and smiled when he saw that I️ had sweated the sharpie tattoo off my wrist; that meant I️ had a good work out.

“Alright dear lets go diving” he cheerful said as he pulled my spandex pants off and peeled my underwear down. He had me place my right leg up higher than my left onto his desk. My leg was sore but I️ obeyed. I️ remember looking at myself in the mirror and commenting how I️ looked like a filthy George Washington crossing the Delaware, he laughed.

He squatted down and rubbed my clit. It surprised me; I️ jumped. He held my foot down and began to increase his speed. I️ could feel his fingers begin to slide around my slit. I️ grabbed his shoulders as my pussy began to squeeze. I️ needed to cum already and I️ asked for permission. He said not yet and began tlgo even slower. He traced my pussy lips lightly with his fingertips. It drove me wild and my pussy began to drool to the floor. He saw it and caught the stream of juices flowing from my pussy into his mouth.

Between that and the toy still floating around in my ass I️ was hungry for an orgasm and pleaded with him to let me cum. He told me to wait and he teased me more. Next he kissed my inner thighs. It brought both pain and pleasure. They were sore because of the rubbing them against the bike seat from class but his wet kisses seem to ease some of the pain. He stood up and grabbed my face. Our lips connected and he began to kiss me. Our tongues danced around in each other’s mouth and his hands slid back to my now flooded groin.

He stared at me as his fingers continued dancing around my pussy. He said “The best way to release the toy is from you relaxing and it sliding out.” I️ replied “yes sir” and he stopped.

He went around to his desk, to the locked drawer, and pulled out a joint. I️ let out a sigh of relief as I️ thought he was getting out a toy out to tease me with. With the drawer now closed and locked; he opened the window closest to us and sparked the joint. Several puff entered his mouth. He just stared at me as if I️ were a statute. To him I️ was a great work of art with my pussy exposed, lifted, and soaking wet. After a few minutes he walked over to me. His drenched fingers placed the joint between my lips.

My instruction were to continue to smoke until I️ began to tingle. I️ puffed the joint and slowly exhaled the smoke. After several times I️ began to feel the high. He noticed my eyes went low and my pussy began to spasm. I️ get very horny when I️ am high and around him. With the joint now back on his lips he puffed it a few times. Then to free up his still pussy soaked fingers he held the joint in between his lips like a toothpick. He bent down to the ground and kneeled in front of me.

With one knee raised, he was eye level with my pussy. He took another hit and blew the smoke on my clit.

By now my pussy was swollen with all the edging. I️ was on the brink of cumming. He placed the joint in the ash tray on his desk and looked at me “I️ will make you cum and when you feel it cumming let go of everything and enjoy the ride. Your ass should contract and expand like your pussy. I️ will be able to get the toy out during the commotion, understood?”

I️ replied “Yes sir” and braced myself for the orgasm. Once again he took his fingers to my clit. He started slowly and then quickly picked up the momentum. I️ remember hearing the gushing noises of all the excess wetness he pushed around my cunt.

There I️ was plugged, edged, sweaty, and now about to cum. I️t sprung on me quickly. My initial response was grabbing and stopping his hand. Yet the stern look he shot at me made me let go of his wrist. I️ began to cum again and again; one after the other. My legs trembled and I️ could barely keep my position. He saw and once again held my foot down. I️ then felt my ass began to twitch. As the last orgasm rolled down my body it exited out of my asshole where my plug resurfaced and then dropped to the floor.

Hearing the toy drop was a relief but feeling the toy stretch out my ass on its departure was even better. He chuckled and picked up the toy. He placed it in back in my ass and slapped my cheek. I was reassured bigger plugs were already on the way since I’ve already mastered the glass toy.

I️ just stood there trying to catch my breath from the last hour and a half I️ endured. He saw how tired I️ was and asked if I️ needed to be driven home. I️ replied no and that I️ would like to stay with him a little longer. He smiled and sat in his chair behind his desk. He motioned me to come sit on his lap; I️ did. He cuddled me there in his chair. There I was able to see the the toys he was ordering on his laptop.

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