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Back In Johns Playroom

Back In Johns Playroom

by michelinb
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Although this is a stand alone story, I recommend reading 'In John's Playroom' first.

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"I'm so fucking horny right now. I love watching you play with yourself. I want you to come for me Elizabeth. Bring yourself to orgasm for me, baby, yeah that's it," John encouraged as he stroked his vein-bulging cock, his boxers pulled down to the base of his shaft.

Elizabeth was nearing a self-inflicted orgasm resulting from the exhibitionist's performance she was giving, for her dominant lover, John. Having him watch her intently while she stroked herself, rubbed her clit. Regarding his eyes on her every movement while she licked her fingers, grabbed and pulled at her breasts and nipples, excited her, sent her over the edge of horny and beyond the state of lasciviousness.

The comfortable persona she maintained while masturbating in front of his voyeuristic self, the visual stimulation of her confidence and uninhibitedness, her need to please him, the manner in which she held his gaze with her mouth slightly open, allowing her to breathe heavily, was enough to send his ejaculation into the next town.

As she vigorously rubbed her clit, she licked the index finger of her left hand and brazenly inserted it into her ass, rapidly bringing on her climax. The tension dam burst and waves of pleasurable release consumed her. She whined aloud, expelling moans of sexual gratification.

"God, you make me so hot, Elizabeth," John told her. "I could fuck you into next week right now, but I want to play a little first. Are you game?"

Dwelling in the afterglow of her orgasm, a sly grin on her face, Elizabeth replied, "of course."

"Then get your ass in there," he ordered her, referring to his walk- in-closet turned mini dungeon; the playroom.

"Over here," John indicated to his slightly modified inversion table. He made some adjustments to it so that it would provide for a vertical 'sixty-nine' position, among other things. John strapped her ankles and wrists firmly and inverted the bed locking it into place. Once she was upside down, he added a small spreader bar above her knees, just to help keep her legs spread, leaving her cunt front and centre for him. He could see the white cream pooling from her recent bout of pleasure at the entrance to her pussy. He swirled it around between her legs, spreading it all over her from her clit to her puckered asshole.

Once lubricated, he carefully inserted a pair of pocket vibrators, one in her pussy and one in her ass, then set them both to the lowest setting. He solicitously asked her if she was comfortable as he removed his shirt and boxers. She ensured him that she was just perfect.

His hard cock came bouncing toward her mouth, she opened wide, as was expected whenever his cock was near her lips. He guided his hard-as-steel dick into her hot, wet mouth and instantly found satiating pleasure.

"Ah, baby, your mouth is so hot. You've got me all worked up, I can't believe how horny you make me, mmm, yeah," he said as he began to pump himself into her mouth.

Her cunt was right in his face. He could hear the low humming sound of the toys he placed there and noticed her juices collecting in her slit. The musky scent of her arousement was making his mouth water as he stuck out his tongue to taste her. He was so turned on, he couldn't even think straight. He had to come and bring an end to round one.

John gripped the sides of the equipment for balance and watched as his cock disappeared inside of her mouth as he pumped. It was too much; to see his balls hit her face, to feel his dick down her throat, he was done for.

"Oh God, baby! I'm gonna come, oh, right now, Ah yeah!, yeah, oh fuck yeah!" he gritted out as he dumped his load down her throat.

Once Elizabeth swallowed it down, she stopped sucking him.

"Did I tell you to stop sucking my cock, Elizabeth? Do you not want to get fucked at all tonight?" John pulled himself out of her mouth, stalked over to where his pants were puddled on the floor, and retrieved his leather belt. Elizabeth knew what was coming next. John laid five smacks on her pussy with his belt, and three across her dangling breasts.

"Get me hard!" he commanded as he offered his deflated cock to her mouth.

The inversion table was not the easiest way to give him a blow job. She could tell he was not enjoying it from all the sighing he was making. Before she knew it, she was right side up, untied and shoved down to her knees.

"Elizabeth, we are going to work on your deep throat skills. I want my cock all the way down your throat. I want your lips touching my balls. If you can do it without gagging, I'll turn up your vibrators, but for every time you gag; punishment. Any questions?"

Elizabeth shook her head no. John grabbed a generous handful of hair at the nape of her neck with one hand and her lower jaw with other. "Your hands stay at your sides," he said sternly and inserted his limp cock into her mouth.

Elizabeth took him into her mouth and sucked him; immediately his cock started to grow. She thought this task was going to get more difficult as he got harder. She sucked and stroked as he pushed and pulled himself in and out of her accommodating mouth. He was semierect and as promised, he reached down and turned up the settings on the inserted vibrators.

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His cock was back in her mouth, getting bigger and harder. Elizabeth tried to relax her throat muscles and take him all in, concentrating on ignoring her gag reflex. John, excited once again, shoved his cock in as far as he could, pulling her head against him, holding her firmly in place. She gagged and started to panic; she couldn't breathe. She pushed against his thighs, freeing herself. He delivered three slaps across her face, more for enticement than punishment, and his cock was back in her mouth.

"Suck my cock, Elizabeth; all of it. Take it all, baby, yeah, that's it."

He shoved himself down her throat, once more; held her there until she was starved for breath, and once again, she repelled away from his grip, pushing away from his thighs. This time John caressed her face, and stared into her eyes.

"Elizabeth, look what you're making me do to you," he said as he slapped her face three more times, like a swinging pendulum.

Elizabeth's cheeks were on fire. John pulled her up by her hair to stand in front of him, delivering a fiercely possessing kiss. His hands caressed her shoulders, and lingered down her arms until he found her hands. He locked his fingers into hers, as he bent her fingers back with just enough force to bring her to her tip toes. Elizabeth whined at the discomfort bringing a satisfying smirk to John's face. John backed her up against the wall, keeping the pressure on.

When Elizabeth's body made contact with the freezing cold wall, she arched herself away from it and into John's chest.

"What's the matter Elizabeth? Is the wall a little cold?"

He roughly spun her around and pushed her body against the cold wall, crushing her tits, holding her there with his own body. It was a conflicting sensation for Elizabeth, a freezing cold front and a scorching hot back. While he held her against the wall, he shackled her wrists in padded leather cuffs and secured them above her head to the eye bolt in the wall, then turned her around so she faced him.

John removed the vibrator from her pussy and increased the setting on the one in her ass. Elizabeth was soaked and in need of penetration.

"You look needy, baby. Do you want my cock now? Do you think I should give it to you?" John asked, admiring the red marks on her cheeks.

"Yes," she whispered shyly.

"That's right, I've been wanting to fuck you all night, and now, I'm going to take you; take what's mine," he quietly said in her ear as he fixed her thighs into the restraint straps mounted on the wall. This clever apparatus allowed him to fuck her against the wall without having to support her weight.

He took a step back to admire her there. Wrists shackled and bound above her head, legs spread wide exposing her beautiful, wet cunt to his gaze. He could hardly stand it. His mouth covered hers once again, owning it; his tongue intruding and exploring her mouth; his hands in her hair feeling the softness of it, releasing the scent. His lips moved onto her neck, kissing, biting; his hands fondling her tits and pulling her hardened nipples.

Elizabeth's breathing deepened, strengthened, it was more intense. She desperately wanted him inside her; her eyes pleaded with him to enter her.

"Not a word," he whispered in her ear. "Not one sound, not one moan or whimper,"

He dropped down to his knees and inserted two fingers into her soaked pussy. He clamped his mouth down over her clit sucking it and tasting it; his fingers fucking her hard. Elizabeth was libidinous, pulling against her restraints, desperately trying not to utter a word, or sound. She was fighting the urge to cry out in wanton pleasure. She couldn't keep quiet for very much longer. Her body was writhing and arching off the wall.

"Good girl. Would you like to get fucked now, baby? Fucked like my dirty little whore?" John asked in her ear, his voice soft and sultry; his mouth wet and sticky; sending shivers down Elizabeth's spine.

John put his hand around her throat. Elizabeth didn't answer his question, heeding his previous command of 'not a word'. He slipped two fingers back inside and this time a gasp escaped her lips; her eyes closed to focus on the pleasure. John's grip tightened around her throat. The fingers on his other hand found their way to her clit and he gently started to rub. She didn't make a sound. He applied more pressure, rubbed faster and she couldn't take it. She was going to come. Another gasp escaped from her mouth and she felt his grip around her neck tighten even more.

She could barely breathe. John moved his mouth over hers, kissing her and as he did, he entered her hard. He tucked his hands behind her ass to pull her against him as he pounded himself into her. Elizabeth moaned aloud. He was pumping her hard and fast but he wanted more. He took the vibrator out of her ass and tossed it to the floor. He tilted her pelvis slightly upward, and slowly entered her ass.

"Oh yeah, baby, that's what I'm talking about, yeah, that's what I want. Mmm, your ass is so fucking tight. Ok, here we go." His rhythm picked up; faster and faster he fucked her ass. Elizabeth was ready to come and as soon as John touched her clit she screamed aloud with her pleasure.

John was pumping uncontrollably into her. Moaning aloud, sweating, breathing hard and finally he let out a scream as he released his hot load into her ass.

He just couldn't get enough of her. He was still horny.

"Don't go away, baby, I'll be right back."

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He left her there, fastened to the wall, while he went to take a shower.

When John reappeared, his hair sopping wet, water dripping down his naked form, their eyes met, and instantly, they both felt the sensation of arousal beginning again.

John freed her from the leg restraints, taking note of the red marks they left on her thighs. He released her cuffed wrists from the wall, undid them, and fastened them again, behind her back.

He led her, prisoner style to his bed and threw her face down onto it, her face hitting the middle of the bed. John took his place at the head of the bed, his back resting against the upholstered headboard.

"Get me hard."

Elizabeth struggled to bring herself to her knees to make her way between his legs. Without the use of her hands, she scooped his cock up into her mouth and began another blow job. She felt John's hands in her hair, massaging her shoulders and then he grabbed her cuffed wrists, lifting her arms toward her head.

The lewd part about it was as soon as Elizabeth flinched in pain, his cock got harder. This evoked a paroxysm of lurid arousal to Elizabeth's libido. She could feel her lubricious cunt swell in anticipation of penetration, or at least she hoped there would be penetration.

John sensed this immediately. He could play Elizabeth like a tune. God, how he loved her! She had his cock standing at erect attention after a few moments of her skilled blow job.

"Give me your mouth," he demanded.

The sound of his voice sent chills through Elizabeth and she moved to comply immediately. She straddled his waist trying to keep her balance as she bent over to kiss him. When their lips touched, John's mouth devoured hers, arrogating it, biting, pulling at her hair, virility taking over.

"Mount me, facing the wall." He demanded.

Once again, Elizabeth moved with haste to comply. She turned her back to John and saddled his cock. He held her bound arms like a horse's reigns as she bounced up and down on his dick. He grabbed her hair and pulled back, her back arched, her breasts thrust out to the ceiling. What a fantastic visual. He could fuck this woman nonstop, for the rest of his life.

"Elizabeth, you look so fucking hot under my hand, baby." John commented softly as he began thrusting his hips in sync with her bounces.

"I love to watch your cunt take my whole cock inside, your cunt lips spread, your juice all over your thighs and my balls, oh baby, I'm gonna come soon."

John released her cuffed wrists as they continued to fuck. He reached around the front of her and spread her labia wide apart.

"Rub your clit, baby; rub it until you come."

Elizabeth brought her fingers into her mouth to lubricate them, then they made their way to her clit, her magic button. With the pressure of his hands pulling her cunt lips apart, his solid cock pumping inside her and her tits bouncing up and down, it didn't take long for her to bring herself to orgasm. She screeched aloud as John continued fucking her when she slowed her pace.

Now it was John's turn.

"On the floor, on your knees," he commanded.

Elizabeth, moved immediately to the floor and got down on her knees. John had his cock in her mouth in seconds. She sucked him like a popsicle, removing all of her juices from him. She was not going to displease him again this evening. She opened up her throat and relaxed her muscles as he pumped himself into her. It wasn't long before he withdrew and gave the command, "open."

Elizabeth opened her mouth wide and stuck out her tongue while he shot his seed down into her throat. A little spewed down her chin which he quickly wiped up with his finger and scooped it into her mouth.

"You know Elizabeth, if you're not careful, you may just find yourself chained to my bed forever," he said playfully.

"Where's the collar?," she chided back, heading toward the bathroom for a shower.

John smiled, a wicked smile as he reached into his night stand and pulled out a leather collar.

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