Baby It's Bedtime

She gets punished.

"Wake-y, wake-y!" My eyes fluttered open as my groggy brain tried to start up. Waking up sucks and takes me a while. As I went to stretch, I found I couldn't move my arms very far. I looked up toward the headboard and kicked my feet. 'Uh oh' I thought to myself. It seemed I'd been tied up while I was passed out. A smirk spread over my lips and I lifted my head to look toward the foot of the bed. Sure enough, there was my honey, standing with his arms crossed, one hand holding a leather whip and the other a dildo.

"It's time for you to pay for last night." He said, a feral grin displaying his bright teeth. I flopped my head down and stretched my pelvis toward the ceiling. I could feel his eyes on my pussy as I pulled the ropes taut.

"Bring it, Baby" I said challengingly. He quirked an eyebrow before setting down the dildo and pulling the leather strips of the whip through his hands. The sound the leather sent shivers running down my spine and brought a dryness to my mouth telling me just how excited I was getting. He whipped the leather against his arm, the long strips wrapping around it and giving a sharp thwack and slither as they slid away. The sound sent another shiver through me, this time pooling with a quivering pulse into my gut. I gasped slightly, my lips parted and my eyes tracked his face and the marks on his arm. I wanted him to do me so fucking bad.

He stretched out his hand, trailing the leather across my inner thighs. My pelvis pulsed with the dangerously tickling sensations. A moan escaped my lips, but I was quick to swallow it. It wasn't part of the game. I'd need to work for it, or it isn't really a punishment. I pulled my knees up and in, trying to catch the whip strands between my thighs. He pulled the whip away, and I frowned up at him. I can't beg and I can't give in too easy when he is in charge. I already knew this, but it almost caused me physical pain to wait. I didn't know if I could hold out too long. The sleepiness had entirely burned away in the bursting of lust that overwhelmed my senses.

"Did you have fun last night?" He growled. "You didn't take it easy on me. I'm thinking I shouldn't take it easy on you either..." He trailed off, before putting the whip down and picking the dildo back up. A pout puckered my lips before he could continue.

"You didn't seem to mind when I had my tongue in your ass." I replied with a snarky attitude. His smile turned into a thoughtful, calculating look.

"It was good, but getting me so worked up and then stopping was cruel. I need to teach you a lesson about giving me blue balls too much." He followed this up with a slap to my thigh, the sudden sharp sound causing me to jump. The sting quickly dissipated and a warmth replaced it, further fanning the fire in my womb as the sensations rebounded into my brain.

I stuck my tongue out at him, my eyes rolling with mischievous delight at the turn to our play. I asked "So how are you going to teach me this lesson?" while thrusting my hips into the air a couple times. I already wanted him to pound my pussy while he had me tied up so bad, I thought I might cry. I thought to myself that there isn't much he could do to get me hotter already.

He paused a moment before answering, "You've no balls to turn blue, so instead, I'm going to make you cum until you can't anymore, but I won't fuck you or touch your pussy." His words sent a small spike of frustration through me, and I could already tell that he was serious. I preferred clitoral stimulation over almost all other kinds and here he was saying he would not only make me cum without it, but cum so much I wouldn't be able to anymore even without that good stimulation. Morbid curiosity got the better of me as I considered what he would do.

"Frankly, Baby, I don't think you've got it in you." I teased. After all, I'd pumped him dry in the past long before I'd been satisfied. I was confident I could handle his sexual torture.

He reached down and pressed the dildo into my asshole, the tight donut refusing entry. His other hand came up, a bottle of lube already open and ready to be poured onto my ass in it. My ass clenched as the cold, thick slime shocked my tender hole. I'd have to remember that sensation to use on him later. Suddenly, the dildo pressed into me, the lube letting it enter too soon, much too soon. I groaned as the dildo inched its way deep inside, my guts convulsing at the sudden, large object intruding. The whole dildo was cold and I could feel my ass spasm, trying to eject it immediately. I pressed backwards into the bed, my knees pulling against the ropes as I tried to get into a more comfortable position.

He kept the dildo deep inside me with his palm pressing right up against my asshole. It was so deep and the cold of the dildo and the heat of his hand combined to drown me in sensory information. My eyes rolled back, but I was careful to keep myself from moaning as my anus slowly relaxed, accepting the intrusion as the dildo warmed up with my body heat. A Velcro rip brought me back to the moment. I looked down to see him placing a set of Velcro straps around my legs with a tight cradle between that kept the dildo deep in me. I breathed heavily as I watched him. He had put on a pair of boxer shorts at some point and I could see his flaccid cock through the pants.

"Are you not into this?" I asked, concerned. He scoffed and looked up at me.

"No, I just rubbed one out before you woke up. Don't worry we can stop anytime. You remember the code word?" He said softly, "don't forget you can tap out anytime". This was why I loved this man so much. He could go from unyielding and dominant to sweet partner in a moment. Reassured, I waggled my eyebrows.

"Well better show me what you got then!" I replied, wiggling my dildo-filled ass at him. The length of the flexible toy undulated with my hips, rubbing right up against my best spots. I already knew I could come from any of my holes, but their was usually a lot of thrusting involved.

Without another word, he pulled a small camo bag up from the floor and set it next to me on the bed. My eyes shot wide open as he began pulling vibrating bullets and shockers, whips and riding crops, and some candles out of it, neatly laying them out between my legs. Last I checked, we didn't have so many toys. Someone had been planning for this for a while! I smiled, excited and felt the pressure in my ass increase as my womb contracted with anticipation.

He began taping the vibrating toys all over my body, pulling out a cock-shaped gag when he finished. I opened my mouth and accepted the gag, the cock reaching to the back of my tongue. There were so many vibrators on my body it seemed to me I'd been covered in cute little bugs. When he had finished, he stood back, surveying his work. With a satisfied nod and a broad grin, he pulled his phone out of the bag. I cocked an eyebrow, but all expression fled my face at what came next.

Me, I was cumming. He tapped something on his phone and suddenly every bullet, shocking pad, as well as the gag and the dildo deep in my asshole began to buzz in sync with the ridiculous song playing from his phone.

"Do you know what song this is?" He said, sitting next to my writhing body. I couldn't keep the moans from turning into screams as my body was assaulted with so much stimulation so quickly, I began to spurt. The vibrations increased with each crescendo as Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture pulsed into my flesh as it began slowly then built toward the grand finale. We had listened to it in the past as a cool historical thing. He continued, "Remember how it built and built. When we listened to it, I got to thinking it would make the perfect song to use with these toys and wouldn't you know it, you fell right into my trap last night."

The vibrations hit sharper and more rapidly as the first major progression began to climax. I moaned through the vibrating gag assaulting my tongue as my ass, breasts, belly, thighs, and elbows bore the assault on their own. I began giggling through the gag as the song hit some of the more recognizable notes, up until they brought me to my first screaming orgasm. There was no time to rest as the music immediately picked up, causing a second orgasm on top of the first. My clit screamed to be touched and I thrust my hips up, trying to communicate my desperation for his hand. He just smirked down at me.

It was a good thing he had tied my arms and legs or I might have hurt myself with how strongly I convulsed with each subsequent orgasm. There were moments when the vibrations slowed enough for me to almost become lucid as I lost myself in the constant pleasure. All the while, my honey sat next to me, just watching me flail, his phone in his hand, the music playing. It was after the first three minutes that I remembered why we had listened to this song earlier. It was a full 15 minutes long with cannons at the end.

I stopped trying to control my voice, worried I would go hoarse with the strain and relaxed into the full-body pulsing. My honey got up and moved away from the bed and passed out of my conscious thought. The orgasms came so intense and close together that my whole body was reduced to a furiously pulsing hot lump of flesh and groans. My eyes refused to stay open and rolled back as I arched into the pleasure. My ass in particular took me to new heights as each thunderous retort of the cannons spiked the vibrations to the max.

After some time of convulsing in this state, I felt I would pass out. Then the music paused and my torture with it. I had lost track of time when I felt my honey slide his cock over the top of my mons, pressing softly into my clit. I moaned, desperate for this stimulation. Tears pooled at the corners of my mouth and I whimpered around the gag. He pressed his cock into my clit, rubbing up and down in the slickness of my pussy juices. In a quick movement, he thrust his cock into my cunt, but as soon as he filled me up, he pulled out completely. Fat tears rolled down my eyes as I whined, my body so exhausted from orgasming, that I could barely move my hips now.

He thrust into me again, pulling completely out again just as quick. The slick heat of my pussy coated his cock, making the second push hit even deeper than the first. He thrust two more times, his cock swelling each time as he pulled completely out. I grunted as he suddenly reared back, ripping the Velcro from my thighs. He eased the dildo out of my tight asshole, finally popping it out and setting it aside. He pulled my ass cheeks apart and blew into my open hole. I flinched at the discomfort this caused, but he soon followed it up with his tongue. He spent several minutes stroking me toward another orgasm. So many, I felt I might pass out from the exertion. We had definitely topped my record this time.

Thinking he was just going to lick my ass, I began to relax into the last orgasm, ready to fall asleep as soon as I finished. He stopped, moving back and replaced his hot mouth with his even hotter cock pressing smoothly into my asshole, filling it to three times the width of the dildo he had used. My eyes rolled deep into my head, the gag muffling the moans I couldn't keep in. He fucked me slow and deep, burying himself into me like he was molding my ass to his cock. I wanted to be molded to his cock.

His thrusts built in power until he slammed his hips into me and held the depth as he came into my ass, filling me with his hot cum. I passed out as he slid out, only somewhat aware as he removed the bullets and shockers and wiped the mess leaking from my pussy and ass. Finally, he sank into the bed next to me, his cock and balls pressing into my tender anus as I fully succumbed to orgasmic elation.