Sex Slave

The cold of the steel around her neck, wrists and ankles, the smell of the leather, the darkness of the room made Lucy feel vulnerable. She knew her master would enter the room soon. She awaited the smell of him. Her blindfold covering the one sense she yearned for. She knew without the leather blindfold the excitement of what was to follow would lessen.

As she moved her wrists, the sound of the metal and leather together was deafening in the quiet room. Lucy's legs were straddled, her pussy in a position just waiting for attention, her arms were stretched out, leathered up to the bars on the wall. As she stood, dressed the slut that she is, Lucy was defenceless. Her mouth was dry, she was anticipating what her master would do to her today. She could feel her lips moisten and her sex ache. She arched her back pushing her pussy forward but still no attention. The anticipation heightened the sensuality of the moment.

The key in the door broke the silence and Lucy gasped in expectation. She drew her breath and waited for more sounds, the click of a heel, the spoken word, the rustle of clothes? The familiar smell had arrived, her master was in front of her. She could feel his breath on face and the heat of his body against her.

The touch of leather against her legs as her master ran the riding crop from her stiletto heels to the inside of her thigh, drawing up slowly. Lucy gasped, waiting for the next move, hoping the crop would move to her clit. He ran the crop over her cunt lips, over her clit and over her belly. The sensation was exasperating, she wanted more in her sex, but he was teasing. Still no word from the master, the smell of his body and feel of the leather was enough to make Lucy whimper. The crop was over her nipples and with the touch of his hand, shaping her breast the crop hit upon her nipple. Lucy cried out in pleasure. She had been waiting for this. Her master again, held her breast so he could strike her nipple again and again. The blood rushed to the strike, making her breast swell and nipple erect and wanting. The strike of the crop was replaced with her masters tongue and she could feel the wetness and softness ease the pain on her swollen nipple. As he ran his tongue over her rigid nipples his hand found her swollen clit and the ache in her cunt was replaced with a fulfilment of his fingers. She pushed her pelvis forward to meet his fingers more urgently. She wanted to be fucked. He pushed his fingers in softly, she wanted them hard and begged him to do so. He rammed his fingers into her as the orgasm rose inside her. Her cunt was swelling and taking all his fingers inside her. The orgasm made her cunt feel exposed and open, the liquid gushing onto his fingers. As she came she could feel her body drop, dangling, lost in the moment of heightened sexual arousal.

The taste she felt in her mouth was beautiful, the smell was divine and with recognition of the familiarity she drank her own juices from her masters fingers. As he pulled away, her head lust forward for more.

She stood, semi naked, aroused, gratified and wanting. Her master was able to make her feel this way each time they met. She waited for the next encounter; she listened to see if she could identify what her master had chosen for her next. She could feel her juice run down her inner thigh. She wanted to capture the juice and swallow, not wanting to waste it. She loved that taste at the back of her throat.

Her master was again in front of her, the familiar smell. He kissed her firmly and held her buttocks in his hand, his finger sliding round to find her anus. She leant forward so he could find it with ease and as he pushed his finger in and tickled her glands she gasped with excitement. His finger was replaced with an object she did not know. The sharp pain as it entered her arse was exciting and the familiar sensation as it entered her fully became mind blowing. She stood in a state of delight as she felt her anus vibrating, the sensation filling her arse round to her cunt. As her master controlled the sensations, she tried to open her legs further to enjoy the moment more. She begged her master to fill her cunt at the same time but he only teased and passed his finger lightly over her lips and her clit.

The soft sensation of her masters' fingers was filled with a cold, hard feeling inside her swollen cunt. Her clit was engorged with pleasure as she felt her master slide a hard stiffness inside of her. With both holes filled with solid rigidity, her master placed pegs onto her tits. The speed of both vibrations were at their highest and with the pain in her breasts she could feel another orgasm inflowing her body. She screamed out for her master to remove the pegs, she knew this would intensify the orgasm and as he removed them, her body exploded with gratification as the sensation engulfed her whole body. As she climbed down from the intensity she was feeling her master remove the vibrator from her cunt and replaces it with his rigid, substantial cock. As he pumped her hard, filling her hole with his manhood, the butt plug still hard in her anus, after just a few seconds he exploded his cock into her, his juices filling up her wet cunt. She took his juices, demanding them from his cock.

Her master removed himself from her and extracted the butt plug, leaving her swollen holes exhausted. He untied her hands and her feet, still no words, just his heavy breathing and let her stand, still blindfolded, her body trembling with exhilaration. She looked the horny slut she was. And then nothing, she heard the door shut and she removed her blindfold and placed it on the table. She knew it would be there ready for the next time.