Please note that if you find non-consensual sex, reluctant sexual acts or a woman penetrating a man with a dildo to be offensive, you should not read this story.
This story is based on a wonderful evening I experienced with a most incredible woman. The story takes place the morning after a wonderful BDSM/Erotic Coupling session, which I will write about later.
But for now, enjoy the story.
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You awaken from a wonderful nap, a warm glow suffusing your body. You look over in the bed and see me lying there naked beside you, still asleep. Warm tingles travel up and down your body as you remember the hours tied to this very bed, being slowly, pleasurably, sexually tortured by me. An evil smile breaks across your face, as you realize you haven't been completely sexually satisfied...yet.
You gently leave the bed, making sure not to awaken me. Padding quietly to your closet you open the door, shift through several outfits, and retrieve your "special attire". You take down the one-piece black leather leotard, unzipping the back and pulling it on. The feel of the leather pulling taunt on skin heightens your desire.
You draw it more slowly over your nipples, relishing how it grips and snags on them, leaving them raised and sensitive. Rubbing the crotch against your mound, moving in little circles, you unzip the material to allow direct access your pussy. The desire to rub yourself further, to bring your body to orgasm, nearly overwhelms you. However, you push the thoughts away and think of the pleasure, the ecstasy, and power you will soon feel. That orgasm will truly be shattering; definitely worth waiting for.
You continue dressing, putting on your garter belt. Taking a stocking in your hands, you pull in on slowly and sensually. Small shocks of static electricity crackle along your legs, at once both painful and pleasurable. After putting on the other stocking, you clip them both to the garter belt. Then, you slip on your thigh-high red PVC boots, enjoying their tight fit on your legs. Donning your red PVC gloves, the outfit is nearly complete.
You look into the mirror on the back of the closet door, admiring your leather and PVC clad form. Your creamy, almost alabaster white skin contrasts nicely with the black leather, and your auburn hair and bush (trimmed yet full) breaks up your form well. Your hips are full but look good on your 5'10" frame; softly curving with just the right amount of cushion. Your breasts are soft, pert, and compliment your frame nicely; anything larger than your 40D's would be excess. Your nipples, stiff like pencil erasers with dark silver-dollar areolas, make them irresistible to men and women alike. Top it all off with full, red lips and smoldering green eyes that no can (or would want to) resist and you know that you are a vision of sex personified.
Only one last item to put on....
Moving quietly back to the bedside, you open and reach into your toy drawer. You pull out a tube of astro glide, a condom, and your double-headed strap on dildo. You set the condom and astro-glide aside, and hold the strap-on lovingly in your hands. The double-headed toy is larger on one side than the other, and your sex becomes wet at the thought of it sliding back and forth into you. But first, someone needs to be "convinced" to help you pleasure yourself.
Still asleep, I am stretched out all over the bed, arms and legs almost at the four corners. My 6' toned frame takes up more than half the bed, and my penis is flaccidly lying on my stomach. You lick your lips at the thought of it hard, and remember the feeling of its 8" pushing past your throat repeatedly last night. You contemplate playing with it and getting me hard again, but you don't want to risk waking me. Not yet, anyway.
Gingerly, you move my arms up toward the restraint cuffs, locking them in place. I stir a bit in my sleep, but don't wake up. Then, you reconfigure the leg restraints to pulleys mounted in the ceiling, so my legs can be lifted and stretched. Placing the cuffs around my ankles, you leave the pull-ropes loose for the moment. Retrieving a restrainer bar from under the bed, you loosely put in on near my knees. This causes me to stir more, and you know you need to hurry to get everything into place. Quickly pulling the ball gag off the nightstand, you hall on the ankle ropes and my legs go into the air. I start to awaken.
You tie off the pull-ropes and quickly cinch the restrainer bar cuffs. This sensation wakes me up completely, and I look around in surprise.
"What the f .. Umph!"
You push the ball gag into my mouth and quickly tighten it, cutting me off in mid-sentence. Now I start to struggle more, pulling hard on the restraints, but to no avail. Your laugh cuts through my panic, and my struggles cease. Staring down on my helpless form you move over to my head, reaching over to pet my hair. Your smile is predatory, and it sends a shiver through my body. I try to speak, but you just shake your head no.
"Shhhhh. Be still my slave. Last night was wonderful, but your Mistress needs something more. Something only she can give herself...with your help."
You move to a chair beside the bed, pulling it nearer to me. You take the double-headed strap-on from the bedside table and sit in the chair. With a steamy look my way, you start rubbing the fat headed side of the strap-on against your mound. Back and forth, up and down, you pay special attention to your clit as you get yourself nice and wet.
"Just relax and enjoy the show slave. You're part will come soon."
I watch mesmerized as you work the head of the dong over your pussy lips, using long, slow strokes. You lean further back into the chair and spread your legs wider, opening your lips and showing the pink inside. The head of the dong moves easier now, slightly lubricated by the juices leaking from your pussy. You move it over and back, side-to-side, pushing on it harder when it comes into contact with you clit. The feelings are so wonderful, and the shocks from your clit are so delicious, it makes you never want to stop...almost.
After several minutes of rubbing, a moan escapes your lips as you push the head past the entrance to your pussy. A squishing sound comes from the penetration, and your moan gets louder. You look over to me with lust filled eyes and see that I am completely captivated by the scene before me; precum leaking from my dick and dribbling down onto my stomach. When our eyes meet again, you can feel the desire flowing between us. This sends further shocks of pleasure through your body, and in your mind you imagine the pleasure you will soon be feeling at my expense.
You begin to pump the thick side of the strap-on in and out of your steamy cunt, increasing the squishing noises coming from it. The musky scent of your desire permeates the air as you pick up speed. The moans turn to squeals of pleasure, and you feel the walls of your vagina start to grip the dong even harder. You know if you continue, you'll send yourself over the edge in no time. It takes a supreme act of will to slow the penetration, bringing yourself near to orgasm but still on that tingly edge.
You give yourself a few more strokes, them push the strap-on as deep as you can into your womb. Your eyes roll back into your head, and a deep, primal moan escapes your lips. You shudder for a moment then manage to stand up, the dong buried deep within you, and set the straps around your hips and waist. The smaller dong dangles 7" in front of you, and every movement of it sends vibrations through the side buried in you. You reach over to the nightstand and pick up the condom and astro-glide, move to the foot of the bed, and look back up into my now confused face.
"I'm almost there slave.", you say in a lust-filled voice. "I just need your help to go the rest of the way. It's a shame your hands, feet and mouth are immobilized. I simply can't imagine how you're going to hold or move this end of my strap-on to give me pleasure at the other.", you say as you wave the dong at me.
Toying with me, you look perplexed for a moment, then that evil smile comes back.
"I know how!", you say, looking at the condom and astro-glide. "You still have one place that can grip the dong!"
The truth that I have been trying to deny since being tied up comes crashing down upon me. I start to struggle against the restraints again, and scream my protests into the ball gag, but to no avail. You've placed the restraints too well, and my anal opening is exposed and at the perfect level. Still I struggle as hard as I can, fighting against my inevitable fate.
You reach out and stroke my leg lovingly. "Shhhhh. Quiet my little slave. You should be honored that your Mistress is going to use your little ass for her pleasure."
