You are a bitch
I know how you like a challenge, and I thought I would raise the bar just a bit. You tell me “So far I haven’t had much luck, I can only get about half of the head in, not that I don’t cum like mad trying, but it is a bit frustrating; perhaps I need a bit more motivation, can you help to finally push me over the edge?” you ask. “No worries, I think I have just the right solution to your problem,” I say with a grin, “besides, I’ve been wanting to try this on you for quite awhile.” You lead me to the bedroom and I tell you to get undressed. The room is dark and sensual. Candles are burning and glowing in the soft light. The whole room has taken the fragrance of your perfume. In the center of it all is your bed and on the pillow awaits your new toy. I walk over to it as you undress. “This thing is huge”, I say as I try to wrap my hand around the shaft, “I think I can do it for you though, you’ll have to trust me completely.” A twinge of excitement runs through you, the thought of wrapping your lips finally around that massive shaft has you wet already, not to mention my choice of words. Of course you trust me, but the mysterious tone in your voice tells you you’re in for something a little different. I lay you on your back in the middle of the bed, and put a pillow underneath you. This raises your hips and your smooth bald pussy eagerly awaits my touch. “We’ll start slow at first, I need to warm you up and relax those muscles for the main event.” I pour a generous amount of lube directly on your already soaked pussy and begin rubbing it all over, even down the inside of your thighs. “I’m already pretty wet, you’ve got me pretty horny with your talk” “You’ll need it, trust me. This is about limits, and tonight you’re going beyond what you thought yours were” My hands begin a deliberate massage of the muscles surrounding your pussy, the feeling is wonderful and you begin rocking your hips slowly, thinking about my words as a curious mix of excitement, suspense and maybe a bit of fear envelops you. Suddenly I enter you with two fingers of both hands, gliding easily into your soaking over-wet hole. I curve my fingers and rake them across your inner muscles, forcing them to submit and open. You can feel them give way to my steady opening pressure, and your clit begins to throb and pulse as it swells. As the massage continues I begin to pull outward, opening you with a steady deliberate force. One hand’s fingers twist around and up beneath your pubic bone. I rub forcefully as another finger enters. Your G-spot begins to swell, revealing its location, and my fingers home in on their target. I pull one hand out and grind the heel of its palm into your mound, exposing your clit by pushing its protective hood out of the way. All the while my other hand digs deeper to surround your g-spot with warm sensations. You feel like you have to pee, but I assure you that the sensation is only temporary, and it will pass. I now have four fingers deep inside your quivering pussy; relentlessly stroking your g-spot in tight, hard circles while my other hand rubs your mound feverishly. Your clit is stone hard beneath the force of my palm, and your hips rock in a twisting, thrusting motion, begging more from my touch, trying to enclose my hand in your hot folds. With no warning, you’re suddenly about to cum – one of those quick, short fast ones you get from such intense initial stimulation. There hasn’t been time to slowly build to one of your body quaking orgasms, but who’s complaining! Your pussy clenches in quick short bursts as the waves of orgasm crash on your body. You notice, barely, that with each spasm as your muscles relax, I’m forcing my hand deeper into you. Your pussy admits me freely, since I’ve timed my thrusts so well, but it’s almost an involuntary act. You haven’t the will to stop me or encourage me; you’re just there, experiencing it. Your orgasm is over, but I continue rubbing hard against your clit and g-spot. The sensation is overpowering. After you cum your clit becomes hypersensitive, and the continued stimulation is too much for you, it almost hurts. “Oh Oh, slow down, gently–gently, let me catch my breath” But I don’t stop. “Trust Me,” I say, with a wicked grin. Your hips are bucking wildly, trying to release yourself from your over sensitized state. You’re kind of giddy, and can’t really tell if your mind’s commands are getting through to your pussy. Sometimes it seems as if it’s hungrily begging for more, and each thrust of your hips serves only to drive me deeper and harder on target. Your mind is swimming out of control. The tables turn, and suddenly you’re aware that what pain there is gets mixed with the pleasure in such a way as to intensify it. This is a new door for you. You didn’t know you were capable of this level of pleasure, and your mind begins to accept it (as your body already has!!) Suddenly I stop. “Well that should do for a warm up,” I say as I reach into a bag I’ve brought with me. I bring out a set of wrist and ankle cuffs, fleece lined, a length of rope, and 6 small gold chains. Trust me now? After securing the cuffs to your ankles and wrists, I begin to attach the ropes. You’ve played at light bondage before, but this time you’re again filled with a curious sense of excitement, fear and anticipation. What new level of pleasure awaits you, and can you handle it? I secure your wrists to the headboard, and pull the ankle ropes through the headboard and back over from behind. As I pull on the ropes, they slowly lift your legs up and over your head. Soon your legs are spread widely and pulled over your head, the ankles forced down to bed level and held securely by the ropes. Your ankles are at the same level as your ears, your muscles are definitely straining, but I sit back and enjoy my handy work. Your whole body is now bent in half, with the effect that your eager pussy is completely helpless and vulnerable to whatever I have in mind.