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Letting Go Pt 01

Letting Go Pt 01

by sappharia
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He walked up to her kneeling body. The warmth of his hands sent a shiver down her spine.

"Tonight, you will want to cry." he said as the blindfold went over her eyes.

"You will want to scream." The gag pressed insistently against her lips, as she parted them and accepted it.

"You will want to run away." She heard the chains bind to the cuffs.

"But you will be blindfolded, gagged, and tied up. You will do what I want. There will be no way to beg, there will be no where to run, and no way to see the tears streaming down your face."

She sat quietly. Her heart raced in her chest. How could she let this happen? How could she want this so badly? Why were his words making her want to run in fear, while calling her straight to his arms.

"Are you ready girl?" His breath grazed her ear making her jump.

She nodded simply.

"Good. I will use you hard tonight. It is about what you need me to do to you. It is about your receiving and accepting. Leaving you spent and yet yearning for more. Quite simply tonight is about the journey. Your desires. Relieving the frustrations of the day."

His words slammed into her. The feeling of simply being began to hit home. She could feel him circling her like prey. The warmth of his body, and yet his cold tone sent her over the edge. She longed for him, and would do anything for him.

"Present." He ordered calmly.

Her body froze. The commanded processed through her mind. She knew what he wanted, but her brain screamed against it.

"Girl, I will only make a command once. If you choose not to follow it, there will be a cost." He said sternly. "Now, Present."

Quietly, she lowered her chest to the ground and pushed her ass in the air. A wave of vulnerability washed over her. She pulled against the chain that bound her cuffs, and her breath quickened.

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The cane began to tap against her upraised ass. She hated the cane. It scared her in ways that few such implements could do. He tapped in up and down her legs, into the sweet spot where her legs met her upturned ass, and even on the inside of her thighs.

The taps began to increase into the link somewhere between tapping and the edges of pain. She began to pull back.

"Yes, you will go there tonight girl. You will take the sting to face that which hurts. You will want to push into it." He said as he continued to circle her. Each stroke increased the pace, and with it, her breathing.

"MMM...I love the sound of the quick breath of a tortured soul. Maybe the gas mask would have been a better choice, but there's always next time." He said, accentuating his point as the cane sailed through the air.

"Are you wet girl?" he asked.

She shook her head in denial. How could anyone be wet by this treatment? How could anyone be turned on by such harshness?

"No? This does not excite you? You deny it quite adamantly. So it makes me wonder if you are lying to me." He stopped the cane, and ran a hand down her spine.

Quickly she pulled her legs together, and then froze.

"Open", his tone brokered no question, but her legs remained tightly closed.

"I see." He said plainly.

"Kneel up."

Quickly she pulled her body to a kneeling position. Her legs at a perfect L position, still pressed together, back straight and head level.

He ran his hand down her breasts. Each nipple was pulled in turn, and she moaned.

"Yes, that's it girl." He said softly, as his hands inched further south.

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Suddenly, he grabbed her sex, and harshly inserted a finger into her drenched pussy.

"So, you were lying girl." He replied sternly. "If you thought you were vulnerable before, then you must understand that lying to me has cost you a great deal."

He grabbed her hair and push her straight down to the floor. His hand pushed against the back of her neck. "Do not move a muscle."

She felt open and vulnerable. Every internal scream came out as moan, and each moment pushed her to move.

The sound of a gloved rang through the air, and the hand ran down her spine. She shivered and pulled against the bonds. A finger grazed against her anus and she tense hard before it could invade.

"Do not move or I will stripe that ass of yours."

He said as the finger began to push against her upturned pucker. The slow movement melted her body, but her brain went into overdrive. She couldn't allow him in there of all places.

The finger pushed insistently, and she began to struggle mentally not to move. The momentary lapse of focus allowed the finger to slip past the ring and into her ass. Instantly she froze at the realization.

"MMmhmmm. Choices. Everything is about choices. The choice to yield or the choice to struggle against that which is inevitable. Yet, the outcome is the same." He said calmly.

The finger began to work slowly in an out of her tight hole. She remained frozen in the moment. The level of vulnerability, humiliation, and excitement began to mix in her mind. One could not be separated from the others, while the finger pushed deeper.

"That's it girl. Give it to me," as the second finger began to push beside the first one. "You will open for me."

She struggled not to shake her head. The fingers continued to work in an out of her ass. Each stroke pushed to invade her deeper, opening her more.

Just as suddenly as it started, the fingers were removed from her ass. Her brain spun at the changed, but did not have to wait long for the next invasion. The tip of a syringe pressed against her hole. The cold liquid seemed to fill the space.

The end of something hard began to nudge the edge of he hole. With pressure that was focused, she had little choice but to either endure the pain of trying to keep it out or simply allow it to enter. Each passing second seemed to make the object grow. The plug invading the most taboo of places. She didn't dare move as her muscles slowly tensed. She whimpered softly.

"Mmm...I love to hear a woman whimper. Tonight I want to taste your tears. Tonight I want to push your limits. Tonight I want to make you need to scream. Tonight you will carry my mark. Tonight, I make you what feel." He said as he pushed the butt plug home.

"Now let us get you dress and take some time out on the town. Teasing you, telling you what awaits you when we return. Both of us knowing your secret." He smiled, pushing engulfing energy as his kissed the based of her neck down her spine. Allowing for a finger to trail and down. Tapping the head of the plug.

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