I Wake Up

I wake up.

I feel the rough texture of the rope around my wrists. I pull my arms into me, but they just get squeezed tighter by the rope.

I realize how cold I am.

I open my eyes, but I still cannot see. I am blindfolded.

I go to pull my legs together, but they too are tied...away from each other.

The cold air on my body sends chills all over me. I feel the air on my stomach, on my nipples, on my arms and legs, even between my thighs. I suddenly get scared. Afraid of my body being so exposed.

I hear your breath.

I feel a slight movement on the bed next to me. You bring your hand to my breast. I feel you caress me. It feels so gentle. Then you pinch my nipple...hard. I gasp out it pain. You repeat for the other.

The reality of you suddenly rushes over me. Sending me feelings of terror and excitement at the same time.

You squeeze my breasts. Causing me to get a rush of endorphins as the pain surges through my body.

You stop.

I wonder why.

I feel something touch my thigh. I'm curious as to what it is. Is it you? I fear that it is, as deep down I hope it is.

I feel a pressure on my opening. It's cold. I know it is not you. I'm disappointed.

The pressure intensifies. It feels so good. The tip is inside me. It feels too big. I feel my muscles stretching to accommodate the object.

You push it in a little farther. My body strains to make room. You keep pushing the object into me until I feel it hit my cervix. You start fucking me with the tool. Banging my cervix with each thrust.

I hear a click.

I'm curious as to what it is. Do I really want to know? I hear a slight buzzing noise. I feel you place the buzzing object on my clit. Oh! That's exactly what I needed. You seem to know just the right spots to stimulate on my body.

You speak.

"Are you going to cum for me?"

I can't say anything. I'm too warped into this surreal fantasy.

You sound a little angry as you speak again.

"ANSWER ME, LINDSEY. I said, are you going to cum for me?"

The sound of your voice saying my name sends exhilaration throughout me.

I manage to mumble.

"Yes."

You move the buzzing object so that I don't cum. You won't let me cum. You let me get so close that it feels like I am going to reach the point of pure satisfaction. Then you stop it. And I moan.

I need you to finish me. My body is shaking in desire. Internally my body screams for you. But I am too scared to let the noise out.

My body is so cold. But it is covered in a thin layer of sweat. I can smell the scent of my juices.

I want you to fuck me.

You move the buzzing object again, so that it hits my spot and my legs shake. I feel the surge of my orgasm as it engulfs every aspect of my being.

My breathing intensifies.

I let out slight moans, as I get high off the rattling you have caused throughout my body.

You instruct me again.

"Cum harder for me."

I immediately do as you say. Hearing your voice in my ear ordering me to cum makes me cum over and over. I love the sound of your breath so close to me.

You keep fucking me with the tool as you use the buzzer to stimulate my clit.

My body jerks in hunger for more.

You keep fucking me, making my body endure something it has never experienced before. I usually end my orgasm as it gets to be more than I can handle. You refuse to let me stop climaxing.

You force me to abide to your timing. Your dominion over me makes my cumming that much stronger.

My body aches as the orgasms rush through me repeatedly.

My body is trembling in ecstasy.

I feel you move.

You turn the buzzer off.

My quivering body releases the tension from all the extreme sensations.

You pull the dildo out of my lusty orifice. As it slides out, my juices flow out freely. I feel the liquid as it trickles down my ass.

I hear your voice.

I wake up, again.