I lay silently in the dark. Gently pulling my right hand towards me, I hear the metal clank.
"Well, the handcuffs still work," I think to myself, feeling the cold metal pull back against me.
I wasn't sure how long I've been laying here, blindfolded, handcuffed to the bed, and a spreader bar holding my legs wide open. I felt so open and exposed.
I hear the door open, and jerk my head up in the direction of the noise.
"James?" I call out to him.
Nothing. He doesn't reply when we are in a session. I should know this by now, yet I always try to get some sort of response. The only talking he will do is if he wants to say something. He tells me my inquiries are not important. The only thing that is important during our sessions is his pleasure.
Suddenly, I feel his gentle lips kissing my thigh. He works his way down my leg, then back up, gently kissing, sucking, and licking my skin in the seductive way only he can.
I shiver, the affection running straight down my spine and shooting into my pussy. I feel myself slowly growing wetter.
Then, in an instant, he is gone. I let out a soft whine.
"Were you wanting more?" He taunts me, chuckling.
I nod, "Yes please."
"Did you want me to keep kissing you, like this?" He says, leaning in and kissing my neck.
I moan in pleasure. He knows how much I love being kissed, especially on my neck.
"Or like this," Moving down, he starts kissing and sucking on my nipples.
"Or were you wanting me to kiss you like this?" He moves away from my nipples and starts kissing my pussy lips.
He kisses my outer Pussy lips first, slowly kisssing each part. Then, he gently sucks them. Not hard, but just enough to get more blood flow to my pussy.
I can feel my wetness start to leak out of my pussy and onto our bed. His consistent attention to my body arouses my deepest sexual desires. I feel my vagina start to ache. Empty, and desperately needing filled with his hard cock.
He starts to gently lick my pussy lips. Slowly stroking his tongue accross each lip, making sure to cover every inch.
Taking two fingers, he spreads my pussy lips wide, opening my inner lips and sensitive clit to him. He slowly starts to lick my inner lips, working his way from the bottom up to my clit. Right as he reaches my clit, he abruptly pulls away.
*Smack*
Before I can even react to his movement, the hard crop comes down on my pussy, directly hitting my clit.
I wince in pain and try to mentally brace for the next hit. He lets me sit in suspensed silence for what feels like eternity, but was likely just a few seconds.
Three more slaps from the crop quickly hit my pussy, all directly on my clit.
I cry out in pain.
"Come on, I know you enjoy this". He says, slapping my pussy again, this time with his hand. His hand remains holding my pussy after the slap. He tightens his grip. "Tell me you enjoy it, beg me for more."
I shake my head, not wanting to admit out loud that he is right. Each strike, while painful, sends bursts of pleasure through me.
"Beg," he slaps, "Now!" he slaps my pussy again.
Not wanting to upset him, I yell out, "Yes, please sir punish my pussy. Slap my pussy. Hit it with whatever pleases you."
"That's better." He says. I can hear the smirk in his voice.
Then, nothing. I feel his body shift off the bed. The air feels colder without his body close to me. I hear him moving things, but I cannot tell what he is doing or touching.
I hear a squirting sound and feel him get on the bed again.
I feel a cold, wet object pressing against my pussy. It moves up and down my pussy lips for a few moments. The sensation is strange, but soothes my skin from it's recent abuse.
The object moves down to my hole, which is less wet after the cruel cropping it recieved. The item is quickly shoved in my pussy. I wince, struggling to adjust to the large size as I realize he is pushing a lubed dildo into me.
He fucks me with the dildo for a while. The dildo is larger than James, so it's also larger than what I am used to accommadating. I feel my pussy walls tightly pressing against the big intrusion.
I finally start to feel adjust to the large dildo, when he pulls it out.
I whine at the loss of pleasure, and am immediately met with the dildo being shoved in my mouth.
"I don't want to hear your whining. This is not for you, it's for me."
He pushes the dildo further in my mouth, making me gag. He fucks my mouth with it for a few strokes, then stops.
"Focus on sucking on that while I do what I need to."
