Risten Bell Returns

I took a shower when I got to my room and picked out something to wear, opting for a plain white button down, a black pair of suit pants and a brown pair of brogues. I packed a few items into a gym bag and switched on the TV to kill some time. Kristen texted me when she was ready and I went to her room to fetch her. I knocked on the door and Kristen answered it, wearing an outfit that, if I had only had one word to describe it, I would say was minimalist. And if I had two words, I'd say it was almost non-existent.

She was wearing a faux-leather open cup body harness with matching cuffs that clipped to her hips, leaving her tits and pussy completely exposed. If not for the latex stockings and black stiletto heels she was wearing, her outfit would have covered about five percent of her skin. Blonde hair dangled over her shoulders and she wore dark mascara, black nail varnish and a black coat of lipstick, perfectly complimenting her choice of attire.

"This is what you're wearing for me, huh?" I asked, approaching Kristen as she stood by the bed.

"Yes, Daddy," Kristen said. "I hope you like it."

"I do," I said as I slid a hand in between her thighs, touching her pussy which was already wet. "Very...easy access."

Kristen grinned as I set my bag down on the bedroom floor. I placed a finger underneath her chin and left a little peck on her lips. I cuffed her wrists to the sides of her harness then opened my bag, removing a collar and leash. I fastened the collar around Kristen's neck, attaching the leash to a ring at the front.

I picked up my bag and started walking, telling her to follow as I led her across the room and out into the hallway. Kristen followed closely behind as I wandered slowly to the end of the hall, opening the door that led to the basement. I led her down the stairs and stopped, fetching a blindfold from inside my bag and putting it over her eyes. I'd installed some new units since Kristen's last visit and I wanted them to be a surprise.

I opened the basement door and switched on the lights, leading Kristen inside. I walked us in a few feet then stopped, telling Kristen to get down on her knees. Kristen did so without hesitation, planting her knees on the cold stone floor and awaiting further instructions. At first I simply stood in front, the rapidly growing bulge in my pants just a matter of inches from Kristen's face. I tightened my grip on Kristen's leash, wrapping it around my fist then tugging it sharply, pulling her into my crotch. Kristen gave a tiny gasp then her face lit up with excitement as she felt my cock press against her face.

"You want that?" I asked her.

"Mmhmm," Kristen moaned, rubbing her cheek up against my cock, like a cat that wanted affection.

I moved my hand back behind her head, spinning the collar around until the leash was at the back of her neck. Then I pulled it hard, the collar digging into Kristen's throat as I pulled her head back a couple of inches.

"Beg for it," I said, pulling the leash back gently as I tightened my grip on her throat. "Show me how bad you want it."

"Please, Daddy," Kristen begged. "Please can I suck your cock?"

I span the collar back around to its previous position, giving the leash another sharp yank as I pulled her face back against my cock.

"Stick your tongue out."

Kristen did so, pressing her tongue against my cockhead.

"Lick. Slowly."

Keeping my grip on the leash, I pulled Kristen's head up slowly, feeling her tongue brush over my pants as she ran it up the length of my shaft. I kept her there for several seconds, her nose pressed against my belt as she left a few kisses on the base of my shaft. I was ready to whip my cock out and have her blow me right there, when a brand new piece of equipment caught my eye from across the room.

"Come with me," I said, loosening my grip on her leash as I pulled my cock back from Kristen's face.

I unhooked the cuffs from Kristen's hips and she followed behind on her hands and knees as I walked her across to the new installation. My newest unit was pretty no frills: a simple metal frame, just over waist height, with two bars either side, another going across the top, and two more on the ground to keep it sturdy. It looked kind of like a hockey goal but without the netting behind it. Affixed to the bars in various positions were metal rings for attaching things to, and there was black rug on the floor underneath it, giving Kristen something soft to kneel on.

I walked around behind the new unit and put her in position, in between the two side bars and underneath the top one. I squatted behind her, lifting an arm and cuffing her wrist with a thick steel handcuff that was hooked to the left bar. I did the same with Kristen's right arm then fetched two thin chains from a nearby cabinet, attaching them to hooks on the bottom bars and then to the clips at the sides of her harness.

"That OK?" I asked her.

"Yes, Daddy," Kristen replied.

I fetched two more chains from the cabinet and moved around in front of her. Attached to each one was a small metal clamp, and I affixed the first to one of her nipples. Her dark lips parted and a gentle hissed spilled out from between them as the clamp pinched tight around Kristen's nipple. I affixed the other to her remaining breast then stood up slowly. I wrapped the chains around the top bar then slowly pulled them down, watching as they lost their slack. The chains pulled taut and Kristen uttered a louder hiss as the clamps began to tug at her nipples, pulling them up just a little as the clamps pinched at the sensitive nubs, turning them a deep shade of red. I waited a few seconds to see if she used her safeword, but when she didn't, I clipped the chains around the top bar, securing them both in place.

I took a step back, admiring my handiwork as I began to remove my belt. Kristen gave an excited moan as she heard it unbuckle, which only got louder as I unzipped my pants. I kicked my shoes off and let my pants fall down to my ankles, pulling them off along with my socks, a shudder passing through me as my bare feet touched down on the ground. Basement floors are always cold, even in California. I removed my shirt then piled my clothes up and left them on top of the cabinet.

My cock was already rock hard as I stepped in front of Kristen, pointing the tip at her jet black lips.

"Open your mouth," I curtly instructed, and as per usual, Kristen obeyed me, parting her lips as wide as she could. "Tongue out."

Kristen's tongue came slithering out, flicking up and down with ardent enthusiasm, searching for something to lick. I took a step forward, gripping my cock at the base as I closed the gap between us. Kristen found what she was looking for, lapping at the slit with the tip of her tongue, a little 'mmm' escaping her lips as she scooped up the precum that was already pooling there.

I gripped the bar above Kristen's head, pushing myself forward and into her mouth. Kristen kept her tongue poked out, gently lapping at the underside as I pushed my cock in further, feeding her the first few inches. Her top lip closed around my shaft and she started to suck me as I thrusted slowly, drawing my dick back out to the tip then pushing it back inside. Kristen kept sucking me harder and harder, her moans getting louder with every inch that I pushed inside her.

I felt my tip slide past her tonsils and I thrusted harder as I reached her throat, pushing my cock inside it. Kristen started gagging slightly and I looked to her hands to check for signals, an indication that she wanted to stop. There weren't any; Kristen was clutching the bars either side, knuckles turning white as I thrusted hard into her open mouth, sinking deeper with every pass.

As my cock slid down to the base, I removed a hand from the metal bar and grabbed the back of her head, pressing her against my abs. I kept her there for several seconds, feeling her tongue brush against my balls as she held me in her mouth and throat. I released my grip on the back of her head and my cock made a hasty retreat, popping free from between her lips.

Kristen gasped for air, little black tears trickling out from underneath her blindfold and running down her flushed red cheeks. Most of her lipstick had been rubbed off and as I looked at my cock, a dark ring had been left at the base, along with a layer of spit that coated every inch of it.

I gripped my cock and started stroking it, angling it up as I moved back in, steering my balls towards Kristen's mouth. I rested my cock against Kristen's face as I pushed a ball in between her lips, letting her suck it 'til I popped it free and replaced it with the other. By the time she was done, both my nuts were as wet as my dick.

Pulling back slowly, I dragged my cockhead over Kristen's face; over her blindfold, past her nose and down towards her lips. She kept them parted as I reached her mouth, slotting my cock in between her lips and sinking it inside her slow and deep. I pushed my dick in 'til it vanished from sight then slowly started fucking her mouth, drawing my cock back out to the tip then pushing it back in with deep yet gentle thrusts.

I kept that up for quite some time, pumping back and forth inside Kristen's mouth until my dick started throbbing, begging for something more.

"You want me to fuck you now?" I asked her, plucking my cock from between her lips so Kristen could respond.

"Yes, Daddy," Kristen purred. "Please can you fuck me with your perfect cock?"

I loosened the chains from around the top bar, removing the clamps from Kristen's nipples. I uncuffed her wrists then unhooked the chains from Kristen's harness, taking her leash in my hand as I led her out from under the unit.

I knew exactly where to take her next, and Kristen crawled obediently behind me as I led her across the room. The next unit was one of her favourites. Compared to some others, the design was simple: a basic wooden chest with rings on the sides for rope or cuffs, but it had undergone some recent changes. A long oak beam had been attached to the edge, extending out on either side, equipped with rings for more intricate tying. And to top things off, I'd surrounded the chest with six wax candles, standing on holders of various heights.

I led Kristen across to the chest and ordered her onto her feet. Kristen stood and I moved her into position, guiding her down onto the unit. Her ass touched down on the padded surface and I laid her back across the chest. A groove had been cut into the wooden beam and that part of it was padded so whoever was using it could rest their head. Kristen's head nestled into the groove as I went to fetch the ropes, hanging from hooks on a nearby wall. The sequence I had planned was quite complex so it would require several lengths.

I took ahold of Kristen's wrist and pulled her arm out to her side. I threaded a rope through a ring at the end of the beam, wrapping it around it several times then tying it to Kristen's wrist. I did the same with her other arm then fetched another rope, telling Kristen to spread her legs. She did so, lifting her feet off the floor and stretching her legs out as wide as she could. I tied two ropes around her ankles then another around each of her knees. The final rope went around her neck, threaded through holes drilled into the beam and tied in a knot at the back of it. I didn't tie as tight as the others, but enough for her to feel it.

By the time I was done, Kristen could barely move. Her legs were spread as wide as can be, with her asshole and pussy hanging over the edge and her stilettos pointing at opposing walls. Her back was flush against the padded surface, with her head propped up by the beam underneath it, her torso nice and flat.

With Kristen in place, I fetched a lighter from a nearby cabinet and started to light the candles. Kristen's face lit up as she smelt them; she'd requested them specifically. Once they were lit, I crossed the room and turned the lights off. Though they had a practical use, the candles had really heightened the mood, giving the scene an almost gothic atmosphere, something akin to a seance or some kind of cultic ritual. Kristen's outfit only and her trussed up position only served to strengthen this vibe.

I returned to the unit and fetched two clothespins from the cabinet to add the finishing touch. I knelt behind Kristen, leaning over her as I opened a pin and affixed it to one of her breasts.

"Ahhh!" Kristen hissed, sucking air through her teeth as the pin closed tight around her nipple.

I did the same to her other breast then moved around in front of her, kneeling on the basement floor with my head in between her legs. I placed my hands on her tight, toned ass, gripping both cheeks as I spread them apart, pressing my tongue against Kristen's pussy. I dragged it slowly across her slit, licking up the juices that had coated both her lips. I moved my tongue to Kristen's clit and started to lap at it slowly, licking around it in a circular motion. Her clit was throbbing and moans started pouring from between her lips as my tongue spun around it, twisting this way and that.

"Mmm, yes, Daddy. Lick my pussy."

I peeled my tongue from Kristen's clit, slipping two fingers in between my lips and wetting them both with spittle. I rubbed the tips against Kristen's slit then pushed them both inside her, feeling how wet she was as I curled them up inside her pussy and tried to find her g-spot. I did so quickly, massaging it deftly with the tips of my fingers as I returned my tongue to the nub of her clit, swirling around it in concentric circles.

I looked up at Kristen as I ate her pussy, mouth hanging open as her moans got louder, echoing through the basement. Kristen tightened her grip on the ropes, to the point that I could hear them creaking, looking like they could snap in two. I could feel her muscles tightening, squeezing my fingers as I kept them inside her, stimulating her deepest parts. Kristen was teetering right at the edge and a few more licks would have tipped her over. But if she thought I was gonna let her have it that easy, Kristen had another thing coming.

I swirled my tongue around a few more times then abruptly peeled it from the nub of her clit, plucking my fingers from inside her pussy. Her head shot up in an instant and Kristen's blindfold wasn't enough to hide the pained expression that had stretched across her face.

"Oh, fuck! No! No, keep going! Please!" she begged, sounding increasingly desperate.

This was typical of Kristen. She'd beg and plead for me to make her cum, but the longer I teased her and made her wait, the more she loved it when I finally caved.

I stood up quickly and grabbed my cock, pressing the tip against Kristen's pussy. Any further begs were quickly cut off as I gripped a strap on Kristen's harness and shoved my cock into her pussy.

"OHHH, YES!" Kristen moaned and her head fell back onto the padded beam as I pushed my cock in the rest of the way, feeling my balls press against her asshole as I sheathed myself inside her.

Keeping my cock inside her pussy, I reached across for the nearest candle and held it over Kristen's torso. I tipped the candle down slowly, watching as drops of melted wax poured down onto Kristen's stomach.

"AHHH!" she yelped, startled by the sudden pain.

Muscles flexed all over her body and I felt her pussy immediately tighten as the wax dripped down towards the sides of her body, starting to solidify and leaving red patterns over Kristen's skin. I pulled my cock back slowly, feeling her muscles grip every inch like her pussy was trying to trap me. I kept it there for a couple of seconds, partly teasing Kristen and partly 'cause I was stunned by how wet she'd left my cock. Kristen had been wet already but the introduction of wax into proceedings had added a whole new level of moisture, to the point that my cock was

literally

shining.

I took a few moments to take it all in then pushed it back inside her, dripping more wax onto Kristen's body as soon as I hit her cervix.

"MMM!" Kristen moaned, a little more subdued this time, now that the shock had begun to wear off.

This one was a little bit higher; an inch or so above her navel, and again it ran down the sides of her body, leaving red marks on Kristen's ribcage. The spot on her body may have been different but Kristen's reaction was exactly the same. Her muscles tensed, her pussy gripping me and not letting go as I pulled my cock back out the tip, driving back in as I dripped more wax onto Kristen's skin.

I kept that up for the next few minutes, fucking her pussy at an agonising pace as I continued to douse her body with wax, sinking to the base each time I did so. I left a few more drops on Kristen's stomach then moved across to the insides of her legs, dropping wax just above each knee which dripped from the top of her stockings and down towards her pussy. Then I moved up to her chest. I used my free hand to remove the clothespins, drawing the loudest moan so far as I dripped some wax onto Kristen's tits, stinging her already sore nipples.

After that, use of the wax became much more sporadic as I started to fuck her faster, dripping it down every five or six thrusts. Kristen's moans grew louder and shriller, and she gripped onto the ropes once more as I pounded her pussy with rough, hard thrusts. I gave a few more then suddenly stopped, prompting an agonised groan from Kristen as I pried my cock from the grip of her pussy. I put the candle back into its holder then rifled through the nearby cabinet, swiftly retrieving a cordless Hitachi. I returned to Kristen and pushed back inside her, drawing an excited moan as I switched the toy onto its lowest setting, a faint hum now filling the basement.

I pushed my cock back into her pussy and pressed the toy against Kristen's clit. Gentle moans spilled forth from her lips and I felt her muscles start tightening around me as I started to pump into Kristen's pussy. I started slowly but gathered momentum, matching my speed to the force of the toy as I turned the power up notch by notch. The rhythmic hum got steadily louder and Kristen's moans increased as well, like she was trying to be heard over the sounds of the toy.

By the time I'd turned it halfway up, Kristen's pussy was gripping me tight, soaking my cock in waves of fluid each time I thrust inside her. Another two notches and her toes started curling, her legs shaking as much as they could as the ropes held them in place. Her abs were rippling underneath the coat of wax and I could see her biceps flex and stiffen as she gripped her ropes as hard as she could.

By the time the toy hit maximum power, I wasn't holding back in the slightest, railing into Kristen's pussy with very little self-control. Kristen's moans had turned into screams, drowning out the sounds of the toy as it buzzed against her pussy, doing so with so much force that I could feel the vibrations inside her. My cock was throbbing incessantly, balls swelling as they swung back and forth, begging to be emptied inside her.

But tempting though that might have been, I wasn't ready to make her cum yet. And dumping a massive load in her pussy would

definitely

have done that. Instead, I pulled the toy from her clit, setting it down beside her as I plucked my cock from Kristen's pussy.

"FUUUCCCKKK!!! NOOOOOO!!!" Kristen screamed. "PUT IT BACK IN! PUT IT BACK IN!"

I ignored her, gripping my cock and stroking it hard as I pointed the tip at Kristen's stomach. A couple of jerks and my cock exploded. I fired over Kristen's tummy, criss-crossing the strips of wax and coating her skin in another thick substance that was probably even hotter. She was still lamenting her stolen climax, but I could tell from the smile that formed on her lips that she loved the feeling of my cum on her stomach.