He Strips Me Down to My Black Lacy Underwear, Cuffs Me, and Does This – Part 2 [mf, Fsub, chained]

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Mr Sands pushes me back onto the bed, my hands cuffed together. I fall onto the soft white sheets, totally under his control, unable to free my arms. I try to pull them apart but the chains keep me locked tight.

Lying there in my black lacy underwear, he comes towards me. And the last thing I see is his arms reaching out and wrapping a blindfold tight around my head. All I can do is wait anxiously.

I feel his arms grabbing hold of my hips and I lean back, my brown hair ruffled on the pillow. I yank at the chains again, but it’s no good, I’m at his mercy.

And then I feel my black panties sliding down my hips, my knees and over my ankles, all the way off. I can’t see what’s going on, but I feel vulnerable naked from the waist down. I keep my legs together tight.

But that doesn’t last long. His strong arms prise my legs wide open, exposing my bare flower to him, stretching me apart. I tug at the chains again.

Next I feel his body move in between my legs, keeping them wide open. And he runs his hands up and down my chest, over my bra, between my breasts, down my flat stomach. He rubs me up and down, each time a little harder. Until eventually my breasts pop out of the top of my black bra, showing my hard nipples to him. He pinches them hard and I flinch.

I try to bring my head up, even though I’m blindfolded and my hands chained together. And as I struggle to move, he forces me back down as he drives himself so deep inside me. I cry out as he goes all the way in, stretching me to the limit. And he leaves himself there for a while, deep inside me, showing who’s boss.

Then slowly he slides out, just to the edge of my hole. But before I have time to take a breath he drives all the way back in again, even harder. I whimper and tense up.

He slides out again, but things just get faster and harder. Now there’s no pause between him thrusting all the way inside me and pulling out. Like a machine he keeps pounding me, harder and harder. I try to pull my arms apart and break free, but the metal chains keep me locked together. I moan as he forces my body back and forth on the bed, my breasts bouncing up and down with my bra pulled down.

I’m losing it, can’t take it much longer. I feel my body locking up. But he keeps going, harder and harder. Further and further inside me. I yank at the chains holding me together and my head jerks back as I explode, shaking, sweating, moaning, crying out. He keeps pumping into me though.

I’m trying to catch my breath but my body is moving back and forth so fast, my breasts bouncing, that I can’t recover from the orgasm. He gives me no let up.

Until finally he blows his load so deep inside me. I feel his thick juice offload into me, filling me. Again, my body locks up as I receive his goods, all of it.

Eventually he begins to slow down, giving me a chance to recover. My arms are still locked together; I’m still blindfolded and can’t see a thing. But I know he took me so hard, my whole body is limp and wet.

I feel him pull all the way out of me, running a hand down my chest as he moves out from between my legs, the lips of my flower coming together again at last, relaxing.

And that’s the last I experienced of Mr Sands. As he unchained me he ordered me to keep the blindfold on. I obeyed. But by the time I’d had enough and removed it he was gone, no trace of him, like a ghost in the night. All I found was the compromising picture I shared with you, next to me on the pillow.

I’ve still no idea who Mr Sands really is, where he is, and what he does. But seeing that gun in his wardrobe, he’s no construction consultant that’s for sure.

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