Playtime, Part 2, a short story by TemptMe. Date added: 2012-07-30. Times viewed: 3997.
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- Intro: Dominance, toys. Both points of view, Female in Bold.
Playtime, Part 2
I handcuff her hands above her head, and pull the blindfold off of mine. I see the glint of mischief in her eyes, that I am sure matches my own, just before I slip the blindfold over them. I take her leather bra off, jump down from the table, untie and remove her boots. I slide her leather pants slowly off her legs, giving her pert ass a kiss on each cheek as it is exposed. After I remove her pants, I turn her around so she is facing me and the end of the table. I walk away from her to a shelf near the door. From it, I grab some of the wetwipes and clean myself off and pull on a pair of faded jeans, zip the fly but leave the button undone. I grab a couple more wipes and something else off the shelf then return to her. I push her bent knees apart and slowly clean her shaven pussy, throwing the cloths away, I pick up the metal bar I brought over with me and attach the straps at the end around each one of her legs, just below the knee; keeping her legs apart. I step back and just gaze at her, seeing how beautiful she is, all tied up like this.
I can barely contain my anticipation as I feel him shackle me and remove my clothes. All I can do is listen when he steps away from me, it sounds like he just slipped on his jeans, then I hear a small scrap of metal and my anticipation builds. His hands are warm on my skin as he shifts my knees; I jerk my hips slightly as he cleans my pussy of our combined juices. Then I feel him put the spreader on me. Next, I feel and hear nothing, but I can feel his eyes on me and my nipples harden under his gaze. I can hear him begin to look through the chest of toys we keep and my body starts to quiver as I wonder what he may pull out.
Turning from the lovely sight kneeling on the table, I open our toy chest, looking for what I will start with first. I find the small vibrating nipple clamps and smile. I turn back to her. I step close and lick each nipple in turn, blowing after, making those pretty buds peak. Then I clip first one, then the other on to her. I hear her softly whimper. Flipping the switch, a soft hum begins to issue from the clamps, but it is barely audible over the moan that she issues.
“God, he put on the nipple clamps”, I have just enough time to think before he turns them on. I shudder and moan as the vibrating causes my peaks to harden even more. The feel of the message my tits were getting travel all the way to my quivering pussy, causing a small orgasm to build. I try to close my legs to apply pressure, but can’t because of the bar. As I continue to wither, I feel a slight slap on my ass; he has picked up the flogger and began hitting my tight ass with it, smoothing his hand over each red line as it appears.
With each hit of the flogger, I hear her cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. I feel the heat coming off the marks on her ass cheeks and lean in to kiss each one. She withers more as she tries to find some way of release from the climax building in her, but I don’t want her to come, at least not yet. So I put down the flogger and gently remove the clamps from her tender nipples. I take each breast in hand and moans escape her lush lips as I suck at each sensitive peak. Removing my hands, I continue to lick and nip as I reach into the jean’s pocket and retrieve the finger vibe I had put there earlier. Placing it on my index finger, I turn it on. The hum is low enough that I know she can’t hear it over her own mewlings. I remove my mouth from her and she groans, I watch her as she physically morns the loss of my touch. A few minutes go by before I spread her pussy lips and place the vibe onto her quivering clit for the briefest of seconds; watching her face as I do.
The blood rush to my nipples as he removes the clamps is almost too much to bear, but being as aroused as I am; it only adds to the need to climax. As he sucks my tits, I lean my head back and close my eyes; my hips are move side to side trying to find release. “If only he would touch my clit” I think to myself. I feel him move away from me and I groan. “No, you can’t leave me like this,” I think, “Please fuck me.” I almost want to cry from the need I have for him. Just as I am about to start begging him, I feel his fingers on my pussy, spreading me. My head snaps up as he touches my clit with a vibrator, I cry out, partly from the shock and the need, mostly from the fact that he pulled it away far too quickly. Again and again, he would touch my clit with the vibe, and then remove it. Every few times, he would touch it to my aching nipples.
Moving the vibe between her clit and her tits, I watch her body wither and shake from the need for release. I begin to keep the vibe between her legs, moving it around her pussy, help her orgasm to build, and then pull it away before she spills of the edge. I repeat this a couple more times, and then put the vibe away. Grabbing her waist as she sags against the cuffs, I move turn her around and move her to the middle of the low table. I climb onto it and remove her wrists from the cuffs, massaging them a little as I go. “Bend forward and grab the pegs,” I order as I give her a gentle push. She does this, which leaves her on her knees with her ass in the air. She continues to mewl with her need to climax. I run my hands over her ass and she shudders as I move them down her legs and remove the spreader bar between her knees. “Tell me what you want,” I demand. “Beg for it.’
“Fuck me, please, I need to be fucked,” I beg, every nerve in my body is on edge with this need. Even my nipples pressing into the table is almost enough to grant me that release, but not quite. I continue to beg, “Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.” I almost weep when I feel him position himself behind me and hear him unzip his jeans. Arching my back, I offer my pussy up to him. “Please,” I whimper one last time before he thrusts himself into me, hard and swift.
She screams my name as I push my cock into her wet, silky centre. I grab her waist and thrust into her, hard and fast. She cums quickly, after what I have been doing to her, moaning to the heavens. I continue to fuck her through her first, then second orgasm and as I feel her inner walls clench around my cock, I know that I will cum soon. I buck faster into her and as she enters her third orgasm, I thrust one last time and shot my load deep inside her. She sags down on the table, releasing the pegs, and I follow her down, moving us onto our sides and curling her into me. I wipe the sweat from her brow and wait until our breathing returns to normal. She dozes in my arms, completely exhausted from my assault on her body. Reluctantly, I move off the table, gather her in my arms and walk out of the room; heading for the bathroom to clean us off. “You were amazing, baby,” I say to her as she snuggles into my chest.
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