When she opened the door, the look in her eyes was a mixture of fear and excitement. Her big green eyes looked up at me and followed a path across my wide shoulders and down to the whip coiled in my right hand. I had the strap of a duffel bag slung across my chest. I had been given a list of things that she wanted and it contained the tools that I would need to accomplish them. This was a bit out of the ordinary. Usually, I show up and take instructions, but this five and a half foot, dirty blonde beauty wanted to be dominated.
She had a sheer white robe, tied in front, and I could see that she was wearing an outfit of leather straps, with no cups covering her breasts, that stopped at a belt just above her hips. She was wearing heels and stockings that came to a stop, mid-way up her gloriously thick thighs. She was clean shaven, or waxed, and she had a small gap just below her vulva. She was breathtakingly beautiful and her dark blonde hair was pulled back revealing a leather collar with a large metal ring in the front. In her hand was a long, leather leash, which she offered to me with a submissive smile.
I smiled back, and took the leash from her, clipping it to the ring and said, “Lead.”
I let the leash pull out of my hand, to the end, and started following her. “Wait” I said and the leash tugged as she stopped. “Lose the robe. I want to watch your ass.” She looked back with a smirk, complied, and said, “Yes Master.”
Master? That threw me off for a second. I’d never been called that before. I think I liked it.
She started walking again and I watched her amazing ass and thick thighs move as she walked. My eyes traced the curvature of her spine, up past her shoulder blades, to the back of her neck and back down again.
Her heels clicked on the marble floor as we entered a large room with high ceilings. In the middle there were ropes hanging from pulleys, a table with stirrups, and a large chair, somewhat like a throne. She led me to the area in the middle and turned around. Her breasts were exposed by her leather strapped outfit and her nipples were light pink, barely contrasted against her skin. I was already hard and I could see her green eyes trace the outline of my bulge with eager anticipation.
I laid my whip and bag on the table and sat on the throne-like chair. I pulled her closer with the leash and said, “Turn around, bend over.” She complied and I fed her leash around, through her legs, and pulled it tight. This made her back up closer to my face, and the smell was intoxicating. In this position, I noticed a silver colored plug in her ass. I could also see that she was already wet, so I parted her labia with my fingers and massaged her clitoral hood with my opposite thumb. I gently eased my thick middle finger into her and felt along the front wall of her vaginal canal. She lightly moaned with pleasure as I explored her. I removed my finger momentarily and licked the tip, before sliding it back in to find which spots made her squirm the most. She tasted wonderful and I planned on taking my time with her, so I wanted to know exactly what she liked.
Her moans were getting louder and she was dripping down my arm, when I stopped. I guided her hips back and down onto my lap. My hands traced her back and I pulled her against my chest. I caressed her breast with one hand and held the other in front of her. I shifted my hips and she began to grind her ass against my erection. I said, “You got my hand and arm wet. I think it needs to be cleaned. Do you agree?.” She nodded and began to suck on each of my fingers. She licked her juices from my hand and forearm as she ground her hips into my lap. I kissed the nape of her neck, below her collar as my other hand massaged her breasts, pinched her nipples, and traced its way down to her crotch, lightly touching the inside of her thighs and around her vulva. I could feel the heat coming off of her and it made me even harder.
I pulled her leash away from me and she stood up. I guided her around as I stood, throbbing. I pulled her down to her knees and called her attention to a wet spot that she had left on my pants. “See what you did. These need to dry. Take them off.” I kicked my boots off as she eagerly pulled at my belt. She slid my pants and boxers down. Her eyes widened as my cock came into view. She looked at me, at it, and back to me with an expression that was equal parts excitement and terror. As if to say that maybe she was in over her head, but she didn’t use the safe word. So I continued.
With my bottom half exposed, I went ahead and removed my shirt. I guided her hand up to my chest and she ran her fingers across my muscles and played with my chest hair. I sat back into the chair and pulled her leash until her lips rested against the underside of my glans. I could feel her excited breath on it as she waited for instructions. “Kiss.” I told her. “Only, kiss, for now.” She began to kiss the underside of my throbbing member as her big green eyes remained locked on mine. She gently kissed up and down my shaft. Her plump lips pressed against my glans and pre-cum strung from her lip as she kissed the tip. She licked her lips and looked at me expectantly with each kiss. “You may lick now.”
She smiled as she began to glide her tongue up and down my shaft. Each stroke made me tense up as she painted my cock with her tongue. She ran it around the edge of my glans as I throbbed against her. I watched intently as she performed. She licked my tumescent member as if by doing so she could get something she needed to survive. My glans swelled and my shaft throbbed with every pass of her tongue. She continued to build in intensity until her tongue lapped wildly at my cock. I stopped her and gave her an instruction that made her eyes widen again with excitement. “Take me in.”
I gasped as my glans disappeared between her lips. The wet warmth, her ravenous tongue, and the light feel of her teeth was almost more than I could take. Her eyes never left mine except for long pleasureful blinks. She took me in and out, in and out, in and out, to the back of her mouth, her tongue working my head and shaft with each stroke. “Further.” I instructed and she strained to take me farther. She gagged and pulled back coughing. She attempted it again with the same result, so I stood over her and placed my hand on the back of her neck. “Relax.” I said as I firmly but slowly pushed my pulsating cock down her throat. Her eyes watered and filled with slight panic as she felt me enter her throat. I pushed my hips slowly forward as I pulled her head down to the base of my shaft. Once there, I pulled all the way out and let her recover. She coughed and wiped her mouth, then locked her eyes back on mine. “Again?” I asked, to which she nodded and we repeated the process. All the way down her throat and back out. No recovery this time. Again, all the down and back out.
This time, she pulled me back down her throat without my guidance. She pumped me in and out. It was like I had unlocked something that had been waiting to get out. Her enthusiasm and tight throat pushed me beyond my limit and I felt the cum building at my prostate. She seemed to sense that and she worked me in and out at the base for a few strokes before pulling all the way out to my head. She applied incredible suction and stroked my shaft as I exploded into her mouth. My knees weakened as she milked and sucked every drop from my shaft. Then she swallowed and showed me her empty mouth as if to say, “See, I’m a good girl.”
Recovering, I took her leash and led her to the table. I picked her up and put her up on it. I placed her feet in the stirrups and strapped her in. I cleared the table and laid her back, strapping her waist down and securing her hands above her head. I unfastened the leather straps on her outfit and pulled it away, leaving her beautifully naked. My fingers traced along her body where the straps had been and her breathing quickened in response to my touch. I leaned over her and kissed her breasts. Taking each nipple in my mouth and gently sucking until they were darkened and hard. I kissed my way down her ribs, her stomach, her waist, to just above her vulva. I moved between her legs and started kissing her thighs. Alternating left and right, I started kissing just above her stockings and worked my way until I could feel the heat coming off of her. I kissed and licked all around her vulva and the I began kissing and licking the bottom of her glorious ass cheeks. She tensed as I worked my way between them. I flicked her plug with my tongue and started licking her around the base of it. I could feel her pull against her restraints as I licked the sensitive skin of her anus. My tongue is long so I ran it all around between her cheeks and the plug. The tip of my tongue massaged the ring of skin that was engulfing the plug as I worked my way to her perineum.
I heard her pull against the restraints as I parted her labia with my tongue. I slid it in as far as it could go into her, and licked in and out as if I was trying to reach the last drop of honey from a jar. She squirmed with pleasure as I furiously worked my tongue inside her. By the time I started toward her clit, she was already close to climax, so I took my time and worked my tongue sound it. She squirmed and caught her breath each time my tongue brushed her clit, so I gently narrowed my focus and began working it with the tip of my tongue. I slid a finger, palm up, into her and pressed the spot behind her clit. I worked my fingertip in a circle as I intensified the motion of my tongue. Her moans got louder as I worked. Their pitch increased more and more. I wasn’t quite ready for her to come yet. I held the pressure with my finger and licked hard with my whole tongue. She bucked against the restraints. I did it again and she stopped breathing. A third time and her whole body tensed for orgasm. I stopped and just stayed there, inches from her. I removed my finger and she moaned, “No! No! Please no!” as she tried to inch her hips toward my face. I gave her a quick, long lick to keep her on edge. She screamed in a half-cry, half-laugh sound. Again, to keep her there. After a string of cursing and pleading, I sealed my lips around her clit and sucked. I worked it with my tongue and I felt her try to close her thick thighs around me, straining the straps and stirrups. She strained to be free as the climax rocked her whole body.
I eased up and began licking again as she recovered. Her clit was still engorged and with little effort, I could make her come again. I stood up and took my, once again, throbbing member in my hand. I rubbed it against her clit and she moaned. I used her wetness to lubricate it and gently slid it into her. She arched her back and gasped as I inched into her. She was fully tented and took all of me. I could feel her cervix against my head as I thrusted. I placed my thumb under her clit and massaged it in time with my thrusts. Her moans got louder and higher pitched. She tried to move against me but the straps wouldn’t budge. I stroked faster and faster. Long smooth strokes. Her big green eyes rolled back and he body shook. That was her second orgasm. I planned on losing count tonight.
She groaned when I pulled out but we had other things to do. I freed her from the table and helped her stand. She regained her composure and I led her to where the straps hung from the ceiling. I placed her hands in them and pulled the ropes tight, helping to support her weigh. On her ankles I fastened more straps, designed to keep her legs spread. She had removed her heels and now stood with her hands above her head, legs spread, wearing nothing but thigh-high black stockings. I stood behind her, enjoying the view. Her thick thighs and magnificent ass made me want to just bend her over and fuck her from behind. I longed to feel that ass slap against me as I thrusted deep into her. But there was work to be done.
I walked over and picked up my whip from beside the table. I positioned myself behind her at the right distance. I uncoiled the whip behind me. With a sidearm motion, I rolled it out toward her. She flinched as it cracked loudly in front of her. The thong and fall of the whip wrapped around her waist and I gently pulled it back. I rolled it out once again and this time the thong fell on her right thigh, above her stocking and harmlessly wrapped around it. The leather slid against her skin as I pulled it away. I rolled it out again and with a crack, the thong and fall licked it’s way into the crease of her hip and around beside her swollen vulva, to her magnificent ass cheek. She moaned with pleasure and I alternated hands, giving each side equal treatment. I began to get a bit rougher and she got more excited. She moaned with each “lash” of the whip. There’s something erotic about using something that can cause so much damage to bring so much pleasure. Light pink lines began to appear where the whip licked it’s way across her body. I was hard and she was dripping as the wraps increased in intensity. I had to focus on where I placed the whip and her ass wasn’t helping. After I approached the point where I couldn’t whip any harder without causing injury, I dropped it and approached her. She moaned and pushed her ass into me as she felt my hard cock against her. I kissed her neck and worked my way down her back to her ass cheeks. I kissed and rubbed and licked the places where the whip had left light marks, biting her cheeks in between.
I grabbed a belt that was hanging from a hook and placed it around her waist. It had rings like her collar and was designed to be suspended from one of the ceiling ropes. I hooked the back ring to a rope and pulled it tight. Then, I loosened her arm ropes so that she could bend over, at which point, I hooked her leash to a hook on the floor. She was bent over at the waist, being supported by the belt. She couldn’t move.
I fetched my bag and dropped it at her feet. I brought out a vibrator and used the belt and a cord to suspend it against her clit. I brought out a second vibrator and held it while I lubed up my throbbing member. I switched on the clit vibrator and she began to moan. Then, I turned on the one in my hand and touched it to her butt plug. Her moans got louder. I attached it with a rubber band so my hands would be free. She gasped as I slid my cock into her. Not as slowly or gently as before. I slid it all the way in and began working it in and out. Long strokes, in and out. Faster and faster. I grabbed her beautiful hips and got what I had been waiting for. Her gorgeous ass slapped against me as I trusted my cock into her tight wetness. I could feel the vibration from both sides as I thrusted. Each thrust also drove her now vibrating plug in and out deeper into her ass. I felt her start to climax as her moans got louder. The first wave hit her and she locked up. She couldn’t move. She shook as waves shot through her. I kept thrusting harder and soon another orgasm rocked her. Then another. She couldn’t moan anymore, she could only squeak. I began to feel pressure build up as I reached the point of no return. The tightness and wetness and warmth and vibration and that ass, were too much. I pulled her hard to me and thrusted deep as I exploded into her.
I needed to recover but I wasn’t stopping her. She was coming time after time from the vibration and the thrusting. I removed a third vibrator from the bag and inserted it. That made her moaning go into overdrive, well squeaking. I walked around her and held my cock up to her face. She immediately started sucking me in and out. She paused a few times for orgasms but kept going. Soon, I was throbbing and ready to go again. I walked around behind her again and applied a generous amount of lube to my shaft and head. Then, I removed her plug.
She made an altogether different sound as I slid into her ass. It was a guttural sound of surprise and satisfaction. I was gentle at first. I’ve always been told by women that I was too big for anal sex but she wasn’t saying the safe word. It was tighter than I had expected. I could feel the vibrator in her vagina on the underside of my shaft. It only took a few thrusts before she came again. Her muscles contracted and squeezed me as I stroked in and out. A few more of those and I would be done. I get turned on by a woman coming anyway but the squeeze of her orgasms were too much. I ran my hands up and down her back and slapped her ass as I thrusted. Periodically, she would seize up from another orgasm, but they were building in intensity. I started to approach that point and I was getting closer with each stroke and leapt toward climax every time she came until finally I was there. I couldn’t hold it. I grabbed her hip and slammed into her. With one hand, I grabbed her dirty blonde hair and with the other I pulled her to me with the belt, as deep as I could go. She let out a sort of wail and her body convulsed as I exploded deep into her ass. My knees buckled but I held on as she shook from her most intense orgasm of the night. After what seemed like minutes or hours, she collapsed, suspended only by the belt and ropes. I slowly withdrew and removed the vibrators and then I lowered her in a heap on the floor. I could see my cum leaking from her holes as her chest heaved.
I knelt beside her to ask if she wanted to go any further. Between gasps, I heard what I had been listening for. “Dragonfly…..Dragonfly.”
She grinned up at me sheepishly as I picked her up and carried her up the stairs. I laid her on the dark red sheets of her bed and covered her with a blanket. I kissed her forehead and made my way out. I dressed and locked the door behind me.
She had enough for one night. Dragonfly.
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