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After finally falling asleep in complete exhaustion on Friday night, I wake up to a dull ache in my wrists, whimpering softly in my sleep as I struggle against the cuffs. The reason I've been struggling so hard is beyond me until you flick your tongue lazily over my exposed clit again. Still half in the fog of sleep I drag my eyes open and glance down at you as you rub your thumb lightly over it, looking up at me as I wake, 'Morning Fuckslave, better mind your wrists there, you've been pulling quite a while'
I look up at my wrists which are indeed quite raw, and try to reposition myself so they don't get rubbed so much. I'm doing quite well holding still against the onslaught of sensation until you reach over to get my vibe, holding it straight in front of my mouth, 'Suck it'. Eager to please you I take the vibe as deep as I can, sucking and licking it hungrily as you lightly stroke your hardening cock.
When its slick and shiny, and you're satisfied I've done a good job on it, you pull away and lie back between my legs, tracing the (still turned off) vibe around the tops of my thighs and over my lips, just barely brushing my swollen clit. 'Mmmm oh please Sir, fuck me with it' I moan softly, aching to feel any kind of pressure in my cunt, knowing it'll really only make the need worse.
'Hmm?' You murmur, pretending you haven't heard me, forcing me to repeat it, the desperation you heard last night edging my voice again. 'Oh, you mean this' you say, sliding the vibe deep into my soaking cunt, rocking it back and forth gently. Keening softly in my throat, I rock slightly back against you as you turn it on, pulsing my cunt hard around it on every downstroke. 'Ah ah, don't get too excited slut, if you cum without my permission I'll cane your ass til its purple' You say, flicking your tongue lightly over my clit on the last word.
I tense up hard under you as I get more excited, trying to concentrate on anything but the sensations you're giving me. A few strokes later I'm unable to control myself, my hips grinding in time to meet the vibe, struggling harder now as I beg you to stop, 'Mmmm Sir please, stop, mmm I'm so close, I can't stand it much longer, please....' But you just speed up as I plead you to stop, pushing me to the very edge til I'm almost hysterical trying to hold back, only then gradually slowing down and finally turning the toy off.
As I relax back on the bed, temporarily exhausted from trying so hard to hold back, I shudder as you pull the vibe from my well fucked hole, glancing down at you as you bring it up to my mouth. 'Don't stop til every last drop of your fuckjuices have been swallowed' you order, sliding the vibe deep into my mouth as I suck and lick just as eagerly as before, hungry for my own juices. 'Now Slut, I'm sure you're wondering when you'll be allowed cum.' Knowing better than to say anything, I just keep licking and sucking the vibe, glancing at you warily as you go on. "more often than not I won't want you to cum while I play with you this weekend, unless I decide to let you cum on a whim of course." A wicked grin spreads over your face as you continue, and I shiver in anticipation, 'But that doesn't neccessarily mean you won't get your chance.'
Leaning up you release my wrists, rubbing them tenderly for a moment before rummaging around a bit, finally finding what you're looking for. 'Here's how its going to work, you get to fuck and grind on this pillow for exactly five minutes, and if you get to cum in the time alloted, I won't stop you' Gently clipping the collar around my neck as you speak, you lay back on the bed, wrapping the leash around your fist, 'But there's one rule, your hands have to be laced behind your head the whole time.' You reach into a drawer beside the bed and pull out a pair of padded cuffs, motioning for me to put my hands in place, cuffing them together again.
Helping me get the pillow in place, I squeeze my thighs around it gently, shivering a little as I'm almost sure that no matter what happens, I can definitely cum in five minutes. Sitting just in front of me, making sure everythings ready, you set the timer up and order me to go. I start grinding and fucking as best I can, but before long realise that because of my hands being cuffed behind my head, I can't fuck as hard or as fast as I want to. Bucking my hips rhythmically I gasp and shudder as I slowly edge closer to cumming, panicking as the seconds tick by and I realise I might not have time. You're having the time of your life though, a huge grin is spread across your face as you soak up my desperation, one hand loosely holding the leash, the other lazily stroking your rock hard cock. I shudder hard and start grinding my hips in tight circles, that familiar feeling of pure pleasure rising from the pit of my stomach. Positive now that despite my reservations I have enough time, I lose all inhibitions and start bucking harder and faster, smiling as I get closer. I'm dimly aware of you mumbling quietly, after which apparently without warning you push my hips from the pillow, holding me up away from it as my eyes open in dumb disappointment. Still grinding my hips gently I try to struggle against you a bit, hoping to find that last few seconds of pressure that would let me get off.
Rapidly getting rather pissed off at my resistance, you stand on the bed and grasp the leash just where it joins the collar, pulling me firmly and gently so I'm sitting on my heels, off the pillow and almost crying in disappointment. 'Now now, didn't I tell you you just had five minutes?' Wrapping your fingers around your shaft, still holding my leash with your other hand, you pull me up higher so I'm level with your cock 'I give you a fucking good chance to cum your brains out, and not only do you waste it, but you disobey my order too?'
Looking down at me as I gaze up at you, a hungry expression crossing my tearstained features, you start rubbing your head and shaft over my soft face and lips. You rub your head tantilizingly slowly over my lips, grinning at my eager expression. Unsure of what you'd most like me to do I just watch you, looking for the slightest indication, the smallest hint of a moan escaping my throat as my desire to taste you almost gets the better of me. 'What was that? Speak up!'
Tracing the tip of my tongue over my lips I murmur quietly, 'May i taste you Sir? I really need to....' Sighing shakily when you don't say anything, I lightly flick the tip of my tongue over your head, watching your reaction. Pushing your cock deeper into my mouth, pleased that I remembered to ask first, you sigh softly, letting go of my leash and entwining your fingers in my hair, 'mmmm thats right you dirty cocksucking whore, take all of it...' Taking you as deep as I can I slowly rock back and forth, sighing in pleasure as I feel your cock twitch, hungrily anticipating your sweet cum sliding down my throat.
You grip my hair tighter, and I whimper as I feel you tensing up, licking and sucking every inch of your hot cock more hungrily, closing my eyes in bliss, moaning softly. 'mmmmmmmm.....' At the last possible moment you pull from my mouth, shooting your load all over my face and tits as you furiously jack your cock, growling hoarsely before wiping the rest of your cum off on my face.
Panting softly you tilt my face up, well aware of how badly I wanted to swallow your cum, 'I'm gonna go get some breakfast now, don't you dare wipe your face Fuckslave, or I'll make your punishment worse. You don't want to displease me further do you?' I slowly shake my head no as you step off the bed, resolved to keep my place until you come back.
Deliberately, you leave me there for twenty minutes or so while you eat, creeping back quietly to look in on me from time to time, pleasently surprised to find I've complied totally, still straddling the pillow, my hands cuffed behind my head, arching my back slightly, and your cum still spattered across my body. Too worried about my impending punishment, I don't even chance a taste, I just wait patiently for you to come back. Eventually you pad back into the room, holding a plate with a sliced apple on it. As I eyeball you somewhat warily you kneel back on the bed, straight in front of me. 'You've done really well, I know you haven't moved at all since I left' you murmur, picking up a slice of apple and sliding the edge of it up my body, collecting your cum with the fruit and bringing it to my lips. 'I know you must've been tempted to at least try cumming while I was gone..' Motioning for me to open my mouth you feed me the first slice, finally letting me taste your fuckjuices.
Grinning as I moan softly in pleasure, you pick up another slice, continuing to clean my body off slowly, 'You've been so good in fact that you'll definitely be allowed cum before the weekend is over'
At this I perk up visibly, and tentatively ask between bites, 'Will I be allowed to soon Sir? I'm starting to ache....' Shushing me as you finish feeding me the apple, you reply that I'll come when you decide I deserve it. Offering me your fingers I suck the last of the apple juice from them, squirming involuntarily as you trace your other hand lightly over my tummy lowering it to tease the soft sensitive skin at the tops of my thighs.
'Hmm I have to go out now' you whisper softly as I keep squirming, trying hard to make contact with your fingers, 'But now I'm stuck on what to do with you, aren't I? If I leave you here alone you'll make yourself cum in no time, won't you?' Blushing slightly and smiling a little, I find I can't actually deny its true, instead just listening to see what your solution will be.
