Sex Dungeon: Pleasure Room

You awaken to a pleasant feeling. Your cock is hard again, and it's between Leila's ass cheeks. She is grinding against you, sliding her ass up and down the shaft. You take this all in as you notice the wet feeling of precum leaking from your cock. This helps your rod glide between her ass cheeks. You roll yourself over so now Leila is laying on her stomach, and you are straddling her ass, your cock between her thick ass cheeks. Leila moans a little in anticipation as you stir. You lift yourself to your knees, spreading her legs, then grab her hips and help her to her knees as well. You spread her ass cheeks and plunge your dripping rod into Leila's waiting pussy.

"Mmm, good morning m-master," she moans out as you start rhythmically thrusting, your hips slapping her ass. "I was th-thinking today, I start giving you a mmm, a tour master, of all your pleasure rooms. I can, oh fuck, I can demonstrate their use for our c-clients" Leila says, desperately trying to communicate as you pound her from behind.

"That sounds good my servant," you say, as you press below her neck to force her head down and her to arch her back more. You grip her hips and start thrusting faster. Leila starts moaning, and loses all pretense of business as you feel her get wetter.

"Oh fuck yes master, drill me, fuck, please," she moans, her pussy gripping your cock tightly as you feel your climax building. You groan as you thrust harder, much to Leila's delight. Her moans raise in pitch and before long she cries out in delight as your drain your balls into your cum-dump-bitch. You slap her ass as you pull out for good measure.

"You will conduct the tour in just your skirt and fishnets today," You say, moving off the bed to collect your breeches. Leila giggles and gets up, cum already dripping down her inner thigh.

"Do you want to see all the tools at your personal disposal first? Your devices of restraint, pleasure, and pain? You could test them all on me master," Leila says as she stands, slightly disheveled, thighs and pussy still wet, hair unkempt. Her large bare tits bounce as she gets up. The nipples are fully erect and you see dark veins snaking down her round mounds.

"Yes my servant," you say, as you begin to follow her from your chambers. You get to a room that is both more and less luxurious than your own chambers. The floor is bare stone, there is a stockade, a flat wooden slab with restrains at the top and bottom, and a table sporting rope, impact toys, dildos, gags, candles, blindfolds, nipple clamps, and collars. As you take this all in your cock gets hard again immediately.

"May I suggest the stocks first, master," Leila says, looking at you expectantly, eyeing your bulge and your shirtless form. You go over to them and open them. You go behind Leila, grabbing her ass in one hand and pulling her against your bulge, grabbing her bare breast with the other hand. You squeeze hard enough to make her whimper, then change your handholds to her neck and hips, and start guiding her over to the stockade. When you reach it you bend her over at the waist, then guide her neck and wrists into the sockets. When you close the stockade, Leila looks up at you, and you admire her trapped form, her bare breasts hanging down, her small skirt exposing most of her ass, the fresh wetness on her pussy lips. You remove your breeches, your formidable erection in Leila's face. She crosses her eyes, trying to look at it. Leila opens her mouth as if to speak but her tongue lolls out as she begins to drool. Your cock throbs in anticipation.

"P-please fuck my face master," Leila manages to get out as she remains fixated on your throbbing cock. You put your finger in her mouth and she sucks it wetly, then opens her mouth with her tongue out, licking it and crossing her eyes again. You quickly grab your cock to oblige her waiting mouth, and place it on her tongue. She licks your cock, cleaning it of precum and getting it wet with her saliva. You put a hand on the back of her head, and thrust your cock into her hungry mouth. You thrust deep, feeling her gag on your length. When you pull back she swirls her tongue expertly around the tip, making you moan. You starting thrusting harder and faster, and soon its all Leila can do to try to try to keep her lips tight on your hard cock being forced down her throat again and again. Her mouth is warm and wet and engulfs your whole rod. As you feel pressure building in your balls you pull out. Leila is left gasping for air, drooling onto the stone floor.

You go over to the table and retrieve nipple clamps, a gag, and a paddle. Leila whimpers as all she heard is you grabbing items that she can't yet see. When you show them each to her in turn she nods vigorously, drooling a bit more. You set down the gag and paddle and then approach her with the nipple clamps. Her nipples are nearly as hard and erect as your cock, your touch eliciting moans as you squeeze each of her ample breasts. The clamps are wooden with a chain between them, and attaching them elicits yet more whimpers from Leila. You smile as you retrieve the gag.

"How's that, slut?" you growl, your cock aching from the pleasure and pain you're inflicting.

"It's perfect master, please gag me now, I want to be completely at your mercy," Leila whines. You oblige her, placing the ball between her waiting lips, and fastening the strap behind her head. Lastly you retrieve the paddle once more and Leila moans out what could only be...

"spank me," and your cock twitches again. You walk behind her with the paddle, its about 8 inches long, made of wood, and has a grid-like pattern of small circular holes. You admire her voluptuous ass, completely uncovered by her skirt due to Leila being bent over. Her pussy is already wet from the face-fucking and the toys. You strike her with the toy, hitting with a wide area of the toy, and are rewarded with pleasant ripples across her ass, and a sharp whimper escaping through the gag. As you continue spanking Leila her ass gets redder and her whimpers get higher pitched. You feel your own arousal build as Leila's does and you alternate between feeling up her ass and stroking your cock with your off-hand.

Finally, you give her a break with the paddle. Spreading her ass enough to get at her pussy you line up your throbbing cock with her entrance. With a growl you thrust your length into her once again and Leila moans in surprise and pleasure. You thrust with renewed fervor, your hips rhythmically slapping her reddened ass. With one hand grabbing her hips hard enough to bruise, you start smacking her ass with the toy in time with your thrusts. This leads to louder frantic moaning from Leila as you feel her pussy get wetter and hotter. As her wet hole engulfs you, you feel her orgasm building and you drop the paddle, thrusting savagely while holding her hips. Suddenly Leila cries out as she cums, you thrusting through it. Her whole helpless form is racked in pleasure, her legs shaking as you hold her hips tight enough to keep her from crumbling. Her nearly nude form glistens with sweat, as you pound into her doubled over form. Before your own orgasm can arrive, you pull out. Leila is left quivering, her pussy dripping from her orgasm. You unlatch the stockade and help her stand up. She is still gagged and looks at you hungrily, breathing heavily. You take her over to the table with restraints on it.

You lift her up and place her sitting on the edge of the table. With your hands still on her her ass you step forward so your bare cock presses against her, and then you start ravishing her neck and collar bones. She moans in delight as you suck, lick, and bite her soft skin. You suck hard, eliciting more whimpers and forming dark red marks all over. You pull away, your cock throbbing slightly as Leila breathes heavily. You admire the marks you've placed all over her and smile. Her nipples are still held tight by the clamps and you give the chain a playful tug, eliciting a whine. While you don't break eye contact you push her shoulders down and then shackle her wrists in place. Afterwards you push her thighs down next to her torso so her wet entrance is at the edge of the wooden slab. Leila doesn't protest in the slightest, and stays still while you retrieve rope. She watches as you loop it around her thighs, torso, and the slab, lashing her down to it.

"Are you ready to get filled to the brim with my cum, slut?" you ask Leila, jerking your cock as you line yourself up to her hole.

"Yes master," Leila says clearly, even through the gag. You oblige her waiting pussy, plunging your whole rod inside her. You clamp both hands on her soft thick thighs and thrust balls deep, repeatedly. Leila is only wearing fish nets, and her bunched up skirt sitting at the bottom of her stomach. Her ample bare breasts bounce with every thrust, the nipple clamps chain threatening to break free, her newly decorated collarbones emphasized by her arms' positioning. Leila was keeping eye contact until her eyes roll back in pleasure, and she strains against her restraints. You move your hands up to her bouncing breasts and squeeze them, eliciting more moans as you continue fucking her as hard as you can. Soon you feel an intense pressure build and you keep thrusting until you can't contain the most intense orgasm you've felt. With a final thrust deep inside Leila your throbbing cock shoots load after load of cum into your servant. You finally pull out, her pussy dripping fresh cum. You remove the gag and then the rest of her restrains and the clamps.

"Thank you, master," Leila manages.

"Good job, slut," you respond as you watch your cum drip from her pussy.