"Turn around, little girl, face the bedhead, place your hands on your knees." He says, his voice dark, eyes dancing with a devilish light again.
In mute obedience, I turn and start to place my hands on my knees, suddenly he pushes me onto all fours, my backside rising into the air as I fall forward onto my elbows. Before I can do anything more than begin to gasp in surprise, his hand slams into the flesh of my arse cheek, a loud smack echoing within the room, closely followed by my pained yelp of surprise. Four more hard slaps follow in rapid succession, leaving my cheeks burning as his hand alternates between them with each strike. I can feel my eyes stinging with the beginning of tears, fuck he can hit hard!
"What do you say in response to an instruction from me, little girl?" His voice is so harsh, so demanding.
After so many orgasms, my brain is foggy, it takes me a second to realise that I didn't acknowledge his instruction, I just obeyed.
Another hard slap, another yelp of pain. "What do you say, little girl?" He demands, his hand is still resting on my arse, but as he finishes his question it withdraws, I know there's another one coming if I don't answer. "Yes, Sir! Sorry, Sir." I gasp quickly, dreading another strike.
"That's better, little girl." He says as he places a hand between my shoulder blades, another between my breasts and sits me back upright, my butt burning as blood rushes into the skin, stinging as my cheeks come to rest on my heels. "Let's try that again, face the bedhead, hands on your knees."
"Yes, Sir." Quickly, I do as I'm told. He ties a length of rope around my wrists in a cuff, looping it around each wrist several times to ensure I'm secure. Then he ties off the rope at the bedhead, pulling the rope forward firmly with one hand, the other on my chest at the base of my throat, lowering me down onto my elbows. He leans down next to my ear, from the corner of my eye I can see his hands resting on his knees as the smell of his cologne intensifies with his proximity. My heart is racing again and my breathing is getting faster. "I've kept something secret from you tonight little girl, there is something I haven't shown you. Would you like to see what it is?"
I turn my head slightly so I can look at him, there is a banked fire in his eyes, that evil light from before, his head is cocked to one side like he is curious to see my reaction. "Please, Sir, show this girl how else you wish to use her." How the fuck am I already panting like this...am I some kind of whore? How many times have I already cum for this man tonight? I'm still soaking wet, my pussy is aching yet somehow, I'm desperate for him to further use my body, god how I want him to use me.
"I have a penchant for the dramatic, little girl" He says, as he produces the blindfold from his back pocket and places it back over my eyes again. Then I hear a drawer open, a drawer close, a step, I feel something placed on the sheets between my arms, right under my face.
He takes off the blindfold, there's a plug lying in front of me, shining silver and bright, elongated enough to be able to be used to fuck me a bit, wide enough to be stretch me around it as it goes in. Fuck. Again, everything inside me clenches, my body quivers involuntarily and he just gives that fucking evil, self-satisfied and sexy as all fuck chuckle in his throat as his hand appears in front of me and picks up the plug. I can take that, it's not that big...but it's been so long since anything has been put in my arse...I feel the muscles there tighten at the thought. In the moments I've been lost in my thoughts he has moved behind me, I know this because those clenching muscles are shocked by the sensation of lube dribbling onto my arsehole.
"Are you ready, little girl?" His voice is quiet, dark...hungry. The ball of his thumb is massaging the lube in small circles, pressing gently against my tensing muscles.
"Yes, Sir." God my voice, is trembling, shit my whole body is trembling. "AHHH!" His thumb has pressed inside me, slipping in with the lube, he's slowly sliding his thumb into and out of my arse, working the lube inside me as he does. The thumb of his other hand is pressing against my clit, moving in small, slow circles. His thumbs keep moving rhythmically and I start to moan softly, my moans becoming instantly louder as he slides two fingers into my pussy, sliding them over my g-spot as he fucks me with them, the thumb of the same hand continuing to massage my clit. In what seems like only moments, his calm rhythm has my breathing ragged, my body shuddering uncontrollably as his fingers slide in and out of my body. The sensation of his thumb in my arse, his fingers fucking my pussy, dragging themselves remorselessly over my g-spot while his other thumb circles my clit is incredible. My exhausted body is coiling itself tight again, my pussy is clenching and unclenching around his fingers, my arse is doing the same around his thumb and I'm once again stuck there, dancing on the knifes edge of release and he knows it, the evil prick is crooning to me. "Are you enjoying that, little girl, me using both these delicious little holes of yours at once?"