This is the first in a series of stories based on experiences that My sub slut, 'pussy', has shared with Me. They are dedicated to her sweet, trusting spirit which lights up my life, and her nasty, masochistic nature!
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I love to use dildo's & butt plugs on willing victims who enjoy such things. My sub, pussy, loves to be cuffed down to the bed, masked, ballgagged, and then teased with all variety of toys.
I remember one time that pussy asked ahead of time for some special anal attention. When I came back after work the next night, I brought a new Expanding Anal Plug with me!
I cuffed pussy, and put my sleep mask on her. She knew that I had something special planned for her! I then led her in. and lay her back on the double bed in the Library, clipped her cuffs to the bed chains, and placed a pillow under her hips. I then held her cuffed ankles straight up, forcing her legs into the air. My pussy, being a good girl, didn't resist, or protest. she couldn't, with the ballgag that I had stuffed into her mouth, to her mewls of satisfaction.
With her legs held high in the air, and her feet hovering way above her chest, I pinched and pulled her coral pink nipples until they stood stiff and straining, then clipped them, draping the connecting chain behind her legs. With every small motion, the alligator clips, tugged by the chains, pulled at her nipples, sending quivers through her chest, constantly multiplying the stimulation to her nipples. Her breathing quickened, causing little puffing sounds to emit from her nostrils. A thin line of saliva ran from the left corner of her mouth, escaping from the seal the ball gag provided her lips. The mewling noises went up an octave!
With her feet so high in the air, her cunt and asshole were exposed to my tender mercies, her naked labia swollen, her pussy drooling, moist with the juices of her mounting arousal, the fruit of her submission, pungent to my nose in the cool air of the library. mingling with the musty odor of old books, and the quiet strains of Chopin's piano masterpieces.
Leaning down, I slipped my right forefinger between the folds of her dripping slit, scooping the slippery juices across her clitoris, bringing forth a shuddering, deep intake of breath, expelled forcefully with almost a wail from deep in her breast. As My finger slid upward to the top of her slit, leaving her clit behind, she thrust her hips hard into the air, seeking the sensation provided by the finger hovering on her vulva, eluding the thrusts intended to bring it to her clit.
With each thrust, the chain tying her nipples together swung, bringing equally agonizing sensation to her trapped nipples, the slopes of her breasts flushing pink with a rush of blood, hot and pounding, her breasts bobbing visibly in time with her pulse, pussy's head slowly nodding forward, rhythmically, in time with her thrusting hips. Her juices, now freely flowing from her passion pit, slid slowly down her perineum, pooling in the puckered rosebud of her asshole, pulsing with each sensation seeking hip-thrust, vainly begging, pleading for My forefinger on her rock hard clit, each thrust bringing her pubis higher into the air.
Suddenly, I grasp pussy's lust bud between forefinger & thumb, and begin to jerk it rhythmically with each muffled cry from deep in her throat, spittle streaming from the sides of her mouth, running down her throat, soaking into the towel beneath her head.
Beneath her mask, I know that her eyes are turning back into her head, deprived of the need to see, made obsolete by the concentrated sensation flooding her cerebral cortex, multiplied by the turning within of her vision, by the white hot flashes behind her eyes!