Surprised at how relaxed she was, Meredith began to enjoy the new sensations that she was feeling. The hands were everywhere on her bottom. Or more precisely, one hand was everywhere on her bottom. The other, having gained a finger inside her, continued to move inside her passage. Sliding gently in and out, twisting from side to side, the finger never stopped moving. The other hand slid all around her bottom, occasionally dipping down between her legs to tease what now felt to be her sopping wet pussy. Before she knew it, another finger slid into her bum effortlessly. Hypnotized by the flurry of feelings, Meredith was taken by surprise when she felt something hard begin to press against her asshole. Relaxed as she was, it started to push into her easily. Obviously well lubricated, it continued to slide in slowly, but the further it went, the more difficult it got. It felt as though it must have a cone shape, getting wider and wider the further Susan pushed. Meredith started to panic, struggling against her bonds as the pain in her ass increased. Just as she was starting to protest, she felt Susan's weight lay down next to her and her breath on her cheek again. "You can take it, baby, you're turning me on so much!" were the words of encouragement that Susan offered. It was enough. With a last gasp and feeling that her ass was going to be completely torn apart, Meredith felt the thing suddenly shift forward into her, but it got much narrower until it stopped, another large part keeping it from going completely into her.
Meredith had never felt so full. So vulnerable. So dirty. So horny. She began to try to squirm against the thing in her bottom, but it would not move. She felt Susan get up again and move off of the bed. After a moment, the pillows were pulled out from under her hips, and Susan was rolling her over onto her back again. When her bottom hit the mattress, the plug in her bum moved a bit, sending a surge of sensation through Meredith's body. And then Susan was gone again. Rummaging through the trunk, Meredith thought, terrified yet intrigued by what could possibly be next. The weight returned, this time at the foot of the bed, between Meredith's legs. And then breath on her ankles. Up her calves. Past her knees. Up her thighs. And then it stopped between them Highly sensitive, Meredith could feel the warm breath against her most sensitive skin. Then she felt the tongue. It was almost timid, but began to lightly touch her. First her lips. Then her clit. Then outside again. The tongue never totally penetrated her, but continued to lightly dance around everywhere, flitting about like a hummingbird.
Moaning with desire and feeling a burn starting to build from deep inside her, Meredith ground her hips, attempting to guess where the tongue might be next. She needed more, she needed to feel it inside her. She craved it's attention. These feelings building, Meredith let out an exasperated moan as she suddenly felt Susan's weight get off the bed. And then the weight was back, but next to her. She felt skin on skin as the weight continued to shift around her head. Then she felt what must be knees beside her head. Knowing what position her friend must be in, Meredith strained her neck forward, desiring with all her heart to try to return some of the pleasure that she had been feeling. Just then, she felt the hands again, but this time on her left breast. They began to massage both of her breasts roughly. Kneading the heavy flesh as though they were rolls of dough, the hands moved freely from breast to breast. And then one of the hands was gone, as the other began to roll a nipple between the fingers. The delicious fingers continued their sweet rolling torture of this same nipple, as Meredith felt a heat approaching her face. Lifting her head slightly again, she pushed her face against Susan's drenched pussy. Instantly and joyously, Meredith began to aggressively tongue her friend. All of her helpless pent-up energy had been focused to this one outlet: her mouth. Susan began to grind her hips roughly against the face, smearing her wetness all over Meredith's face.
It felt like a bite at first. Meredith felt a sudden slight but shooting pain in her right nipple. Still trying to maintain her concentration on the pussy in her face, Meredith could only guess that Susan had applied some type of clamp to her nipple. It was a dull pain. And one that was repeated moments later on the other nipple. Susan continued to grind her pussy against Meredith's face, feeling her buck as she began to apply the clothespins to Meredith's wonderful breasts. At first there was one for the tip of each nipple. And then four more on each breast, ringing the nipple. Pleased with the symmetry of the bouncing clothespins, she amused herself with the ripples that went through Meredith's body each time she flicked one of the little clamps.
Meredith was in ecstasy. She could not explain how or why, but no matter what torment Susan inflicted upon her, she only became more excited. Never stopping with her duties to her friend's gushing pussy, Meredith felt her own pleasure mounting dramatically as Susan varied between pulling at the clamps and twisting the plug in her ass. If she would only touch her pussy! She needed that push. She had to have that last little bit of help to fly over the edge into what must be a bottomless well of desire. Somehow, through the hood, she thought she actually heard it before she felt it. "Snap!" And then the flash of white hot pain exploded from between Meredith's legs and racked her entire body. Attempting to focus on her own tongue, she felt the impact again. It felt like a hundred leathery tentacles had slapped her directly on her sopping pussy. Meredith tried to squirm her hips away, but only managed to push the plug more against her bottom as Susan's little toy continued to painfully lick Meredith's desperate pussy.
And then it happened. All of the feelings collided. Her blinded eyes. Her deafened ears. Her helpless arms. Her opened legs. The large invader in her ass. The nasty bites on her breasts. The painful licks of her pussy. And the sweet taste that was being ground into her face. Meredith exploded into orgasm. It had been building for quite some time, and then as if it were an operatic crescendo, the waves began to hit her. Crying out into her friend's pussy, Meredith felt her body being racked by the waves of pleasure. As if spurred by her actions, Meredith vaguely felt Susan's body buck and jerk on top of her, mashing the pussy against Susan's face even harder. The waves kept coming for what seemed an eternity, Susan unrelenting in her attacks upon Meredith; Meredith unable to resist the passion that was enveloping her.
Slowly, and exhaustedly, Susan rolled off of Meredith's helpless and defeated body. Delicately, she began to remove all of the instruments of torture that she had used. She gazed as Meredith winced with the removal of each clothespin. Nibbled a shoulder as she groaned when the plug finally surrendered Meredith's ass back to her. Released the cuffs and rope, then finally helped Meredith pull the hood over her head.
With a slight smile in her eye, Susan stroked Meredith's exhausted cheeks and twirled her sweaty hair. Meredith looked back up to her and said, "let's get some sleep, you're going to need it for when I look in that trunk tomorrow!"
