He pauses, eyebrow raised, smile sadistic and excited. "Oh really, pet? Do you
want
to be helpless and in pain for me?" he leans over, not waiting for a response before unhooking your hands. "Up".
You struggle back up to your hands and knees, already a little shivery with reaction. His hand strokes down your throat one more time, grasping gently and pulling you up to look at him. "Once I've done this, pet, I'm going to hurt and pleasure you till you scream, and I'm going to fuck you senseless. Is that what you want?"
You're nearly voiceless with arousal, but a low, desperate "yes" gets out. The hand at your throat grips a little harder, then his mouth is heavy and hot against yours, demanding your submission. A soft, choked sigh escapes you and you melt, once again. He releases you only to replace his hand with a cool leather collar that he wraps around your neck. You drop your head as he buckles it, then loops a rope through the ring at your throat before pressing you back down into the bolster and tying it off to the spreader bar, making sure it's tight enough to hold you in position. He separates your hands, clipping them to the spreader bar as well, and now you truly are helpless. Warm hands caress and grope, stroking everywhere, demanding your attention, and you moan, relaxing into your bonds, accepting his dominance. "Fuck yes, sweetheart, let me see how much you want this." You soften even more, cunt throbbing and soaked, nearly dripping. "God I need to fuck you" he says, voice rough. Rustling clothing and a metallic ripping sound, then his cock is pressing against your spread entrance. Your cunt clenches, trying to draw him into you. "Relax." he says, voice still rough with arousal, "I'll give you what you need." Still, he doesn't fill you, but uses his hand on your hip to hold you still while he strokes and presses just the end of his cock against your entrance, teasing you and ramping your arousal up with anticipation. Finally, he pulls you back and fills you with a slow, firm thrust, not stopping till he's completely sheathed in you. You shudder, voiceless with pleasure, your whole body shaking, channel clenching and pulsing as it accommodates the sudden fullness, loud moans pouring from you as he pulls back and begins a deep, slow fuck of your needy body. He pulls out before he comes, and immediately his hand lands hard on your engorged, sensitive clit, making you yell.
He takes advantage of your restrained position to torture your most sensitive spots, clamping your outer lips and pulling them wide, then slapping, stroking, and sometimes cropping the exposed inner petals, focusing on any spot that makes you scream or moan, sometimes both. A small suction vibrator envelops your stiff, heavily engorged clit and you sob as the vibrations rip through you, and then scream as a short, heavy whip comes down across your back. "Oh, you didn't think you were done with pain, pet, did you? - you're going to be in pain the whole way through. You're going to cum while I hurt you." His voice is dark now, soft and low and almost threatening. Another stroke of the whip, lower, across your ass, and then two, sharp and hard across your thigh. You scream and your body tries to twist away, escape the agony, but the restraints hold you, and the vibration across your clit pulls you back into the pleasure, the next stroke of the whip almost gentle across your shoulders, letting the fire of the earlier, vicious strikes ease and turn into a warm glow that tilts your hips back and makes you desperate to be fucked again. Instead, more strikes from the whip, some light, some so harsh you shriek and writhe when they hit, each cruel strike followed by caresses or a warm tongue across the angry, sensitive welt, softening it into the furnace glow of arousal, sending you further into pure need with each repetition, the pain and pleasure becoming one thing.
Eventually, he removes the vibrator, but replaces it with stroking, tormenting fingers that slide insistently over every bit of your still spread, slick inner folds, finally sliding into your wet, open slit, thrusting and curling into your g-spot, stimulating you roughly, his other hand pressing the vibrator back around your clit, forcing more overwhelming sensation through your overstimulated nerves. You tense, body going rigid, and cum, your inner muscles clenching and flooding his hand with your juices. He purrs his approval, but doesn't stop, his fingers continuing to stroke your pussy walls, vibrator turned down but still surrounding and stimulating your clit. "More" he growls, pulling his hand free of your cunt, scraping his nails across one of the many red, angry welts marking you. You whine, the different pain bright and sharp against your arousal. He leans into you, teeth closing around another mark, and you yelp and whimper at the sharp, fiery sensation that lances down the welt. He drags his tongue across the bite mark, and along the sensitive welt, before sitting back. "I want to see your face while I make you cum again." he says, as the tormenting vibrator leaves your clit. You sigh and go limp at the sudden lack of sensation. "Enjoy it now, pet. I'm not done."
He unhooks your arms and ankles, releases the spreader bar, and helps you turn over, before clipping your wrists to your ankles. "Open your legs, and keep them open." he says, and you obey, exposing your cunt to him. Your outer lips are still held tight in long clamps that pull them apart and keep your soft inner parts exposed, and your clit is stiff and swollen from the excessive stimulation it's endured. He drops his head, enveloping your clit in his warm, wet mouth, using his tongue to soothe your aching pussy while building your need back into a bonfire. Soon, you are pushing into his mouth, his skilled tongue caressing and working your body towards another peak. Long fingers stroke your entrance again, sliding easily into you, finding your g-spot once more. You whimper, body still recovering from its orgasm. "Shh", he says, his mouth releasing your clit, briefly. "you can take it." and you can, though each stroke against your pussy wall makes you shudder, and the sucking, stroking massage of your clit makes you whimper and sob. You feel the orgasm building, deep and intense, the tension ratcheting up until you are gasping, straining for the peak.
"Relax." his voice penetrates your arousal fogged mind, and your hips drop, just as he presses hard against your g-spot, and presses the vibrator one more time against your clit. You scream, loud and abandoned, and your cum gushes over his hand as you clench in intense, unstoppable orgasm. "Fucking perfect, pet. Come hard. Don't stop." and, somehow, you don't, your orgasm crashing in massive waves through your body, even when he pulls his fingers free of your cunt, releases your labia from the clamps, and pulls the vibrator away from your agonizingly sensitive clit. He pushes your legs up, and plunges his cock into your waiting, clenching channel, not holding back, now, moaning himself as he thrusts deep and fast into your spasming body, cock throbbing in you as his orgasm builds and explodes, his yell filling the room along with your shriek as he plunges as deep as possible, rocking and pulsing as he cums, the sensation making you shudder. A few final thrusts as he comes down, then he drops, resting most of his weight on you. He pants and shakes as his orgasm fades, rolling onto his side to release you, pulling you close into him, where you remain, still bound, but limp now. Eventually, he reaches over and unclips your wrists and ankles, and you curl up nearly on top of him. "I'm really glad you're back."
"Me too, love."
