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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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I ordered her into the bedroom. “You know you will suffer the consequences for this, don’t you?”
She continued to say “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” She knew I was taking this seriously. For the first time since our agreement, her look was not one of eager anticipation, but of concern.
I went to my walk-in closet and pulled out a large chair. One she had not seen before. It looked like a recliner, but the foot rest was elongated and split longways down the center, with hand and ankle restraints. I ordered her into the chair, and she reluctantly obeyed.
My plan was not to inflict much pain. And I didn’t…other than what she normally enjoyed. I was not a violent person, and I wasn’t going to let her make me into one. Yet, I had a specific plan.
After she sat in the chair, I restrained her. She was totally naked and at my mercy now.
I stripped down and got on my knees and crawled toward her. When I got to the chair, I pushed the foot rest apart, exposing her already wet pussy. She looked confused as my face inched closer to her. I’m sure she thought, “Is he going to hurt me or give me pleasure? When my face was almost against her, I blew gently onto her wetness. The sensation sent a chill through her body, and she shuddered. I kissed all the way around her moist pussy lips, not touching her clit or going inside her. I kissed my way up her stomach, dipping my tongue momentarily in her navel, then continuing up to her beautiful boobs. As I sucked each one, my fingers began tracing the areas around her pussy that I had just kissed. She was starting to squirm. I kissed my way back down to her hot, wet sex, this time sucking on her clit while inserting three fingers into her. I moved them in and out of her, much like a cock would. I watched her intensely for signs that she was about to orgasm, as I was going to bring her right to the brink, then deny her.
When I saw she was nearing orgasm, I stopped. She came slightly, but not fully. She couldn't reach down and touch herself to bring it to completion, and I left her like that for a minute.
I undid the restraints and moved her to the side of the bed. I told her to keep her feet on the floor, but to lay over on the mattress with her bum toward me, her feet and hands spread widely apart. I then put the restraints back on her ankles and fastened them to the bed, and moved around and did the same with her hands. She was bent over, immobile, and ready for the next step. I then walked back around behind her, and she immediately felt my hard cock penetrate her pussy from behind. She was being hard-fucked, my hands on her hips pulling her as I thrust into her. She started making grunting sounds with each thrust, and I knew she were about to cum, so I pulled out. She was so horny, so ready, and her hips kept moving involuntarily as if she was still being fucked. I was happy with my plan so far.
When her feeling of orgasm subsided a little, I undid the restraints and put her on the bed, on her back, spread out in the same manner as before with her hands and feet restrained. Now to bring this to completion.
I went down on her again, eating her out furiously. My tongue penetrated so far into her pussy, she almost felt like she was being fucked with a cock. I alternated sucking her clit and tongue-fucking her until she was at the brink. I stopped and stood up, stroking my cock and ready to fuck her again. I got over her, the head of my cock at the entrance of her dripping, wet hole, and started sucking her nipples while I teased her with my cock. Suddenly, I thrust into her, fucking her madly until I filled her with my creamy delight. I pulled out quickly, and she begged me to go back in so she could cum. She was desperate now, she was ready, and I was ready to finish her, but not in a way she expected. I layed beside her, my hard wet cock pressed against her thigh, and started kissing her, passionately, hungrily. Then I remembered something “L” man said to her in the chat room…he said he was ch*king her, and not allowing her to cum, and that’s when she told him to go to kik. “So, you want to be ch*oked, do you?”, I said with disdain for her at that moment. I then grabbed her throat and squeezed…just enough pressure to let her know I meant it, but not enough to cause her to be in any danger. When I was satisfied it was enough to confuse her, I moved my fingers back to where they were meant to be.
She felt my fingers begin to play with her pussy again, watching her closely so as to not let her cum. I brought her to the brink many times, each time with a denial. My mouth was back on hers, sucking her tongue and kissing her urgently. Suddenly she felt another entry into her pussy. I had her rubber dick, and it was moving in and out of her as it was on the kik video for me and “L” man (I hate even typing his name now!), soaked in her pussy cream and my cum. When I saw she was about to cum, I pulled the fake dick out and put my fingers back in. I pulled my mouth off of her, and stared into her eyes as my thumb worked her clit, and two fingers found her g-spot, quickly moving in a "come hither" motion. Her eyes widened, she looked at me in wonder, and she screamed, "Oh my gosh...what are you doing....where is that coming from... no sooner were the words out of her mouth when her body reacted, her head shaking back and forth, her body twitching and convulsing violently in orgasmic rapture. She couldn't stop cumming, fort what seemed like two minutes. The bed was shaking so hard, the restraints almost giving way as my fingers continued to make her cum harder than she ever has before.
Exhausted, her ankles and wrists red and almost bleeding, she began to come down from her almost out of body experience. I try to touch her, but she twitches as every inch of her skin is still ultra-sensitive. She falls asleep, still restrained, and I lean over to kiss her. She gives me and almost subconscious kiss in return.
I undid the restraints as she slept, which was for a whole hour. The sheets below her were soaking wet.
When she came to, she groggily asked me, “I thought you were mad at me? That was the most intense orgasm I’ve ever had!”
“I am mad at you, and you’ll never, ever have that again. Now get dressed and get out of my house!”
She hung her head as she walked out the door, again muttering the words, “I’m sorry, I’m sorry.”
I miss her, but I’ll not put myself in that position again.
What do you think I should do ?
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