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“Now get out of those clothes, they are too nice to get messed up and they are in the way of my work,” he said. She quickly got out of her lingerie, handing them to him.“Yes, we will have to discuss your wearing these!” he said, as she handed him her panties. She looked up at him with a sheepish grin.He began by pushing her back down into the chair and putting her knees over the arms of the chair, then pulling her ass to the edge of the seat. “This way when your pussy leaks, it will pour onto the floor, and not in the chair. I sit there too, you know!” he said. He took one of his ropes and ran it around her and the chair several times, securing her to the back of the chair.Then he took another length of rope and tied her ankle to the chair arm, and then her leg just above the knee. He repeated it with the other leg in a similar fashion, securing both legs spread wide, to the chair arms. He took her arms and brought them up over her head and tied them off to the chair back behind her head, then stepped back to look over his work.She was tied securely to the chair, unable to do much more than wriggle a bit. She tested the ropes and his knots and found that she wasn’t going anywhere. She was completely at his mercy and under his control. It made her pussy even wetter knowing this.“Are those knots tied tight, slut?” he asked her, as he walked slowly around her chair inspecting his work.“Yes Sir,” she said.“And the ropes are strong?” he asked.“Yes Sir,”“So you are tied securely, then?”“Oh yes, Master, very securely.”“And how does that make you feel to know that you cannot escape and that you are completely helpless?” he asked her, teasing her with his words.“It feels wonderful, Sir… so hot and sexy.”“WRONG, Slut!” he said, grabbing a handful of hair. He leaned over from behind her and gave her tits a couple of hard smacks. “A hot shower after a long day feels wonderful. Those clothes you were wearing makes you feel sexy.”Being tied up makes your pussy wet and makes you so fucking horny you can’t stand it! Being tied up makes you want my cock so bad you would do anything just to be fucked by it. Isn’t that right, whore?”“Yes, Master! Oh, please fuck your whore slut, Master! Please! I need your cock! I need to please you with my dirty cunt! Please, fuck me, please!” she begged.“That’s more like it. A whore like you doesn’t get to feel ‘wonderful’. Wonderful is for ladies and proper society women. Not back alley gutter trash like you.”All you are allowed to feel is a cock in your holes and whatever pleasure you are allowed to derive from it. You are a tool… just a place I have to store excess cum, understand. You are a cum receptacle… a walking cunt,” he said.“Yes Master,” she said.His filthy degrading talk was making her pussy drool now… she loved being treated like this–it turned her on immensely and he was giving her all he had. She was wriggling in her seat, sliding around on the thin film of pussy juice that ran down her crack to the seat below her. Her tits burned from the slapping and her nipples were so hard she thought they would burst.“Please, Master… please use your whore’s cunt for your pleasure. Please Escort Fatih use my cunt, my ass, and my mouth however you please. I will do anything you ask, Master I only wish to serve you and please you. Please, Master, allow me to make you happy,” she begged again.“Oh, don’t you worry slut, I fully intend to use all your holes before the weekend is over. But first, we have the matter of teaching your ‘kitty’ here a little patience! I have some ideas on just how to do that too,” he said with a wicked tone.She gulped nervously, “Y-you do?”“Oh yes, my little fucktoy… I will show kitty that patience is a virtue and something she will need to develop if she doesn’t want to be punished all the time,” he said. Then he leaned forward getting right up face to face, their noses almost touching. “But then, kitty kinda likes the punishments doesn’t she?” he added.“Yes Sir,” she breathed lustfully, blushing as the words came out.“Yes indeed,” he said. He went back to the box and pulled out a hand-operated vacuum device and a handful of small clear vacuum cups. He selected two of the smaller, more narrow ones and attached one to the plastic hose coming from the squeeze handle. Then he put the open end of the cup up to her mouth.“Lick it slut,” he said. She licked around the rim and inside the cup, getting it nice and wet. He placed the open end of the vacuum cup over her nipple and pumped the handle a few times. Her nipple was sucked up into the cup further and further with every squeeze of the vacuum pump until it was almost painfully tight.She moaned at first, feeling her nipple being sucked up into the device, but as he continued to pump the handle her moans turned to whimpers of discomfort and pain. He stopped when she began whimpering–he didn’t want to get too ahead of himself. He closed off the plastic valve and disconnected the hose to reattach it to another cup.Again he put the end of the cup to her lips and told her to lick it and then attached the second cup to her other nipple. He stood back for a moment as she looked down at her tits, the nipples uncomfortably distended and turning purple as the blood was drawn to them.“How are you doing, slut?” he asked. He always checked on her as the sessions progressed, which made her feel much more secure and at ease when he was working with her. She knew she was safe and that allowed her to let go and feel everything he was doing to her more intensely.“I am doing fine, Sir, thank you for checking on me,” she said, looking back up at him.“It’s my job and my responsibility as your Master to take care of you slut. Besides,” he said getting closer to her and running his hand slowly down her stomach as he spoke, “I have a lot of time and effort invested in you. It wouldn’t do to see you harm.” Just as he finished his sentence, his hand crossed over her mound.She moaned feeling his hand approaching her dripping slit. He smiled as she closed her eyes letting the feeling of his touch wash over her. “I see we shaved recently… very good, I like it smooth like this–I can see the effects of what I’m doing when it is baby smooth,” he said.“Yess… Sirrr…” Fındıkzade escort she said, half moaning her reply.His hand moved a little further down and she sucked in a breath as he approached her clit. She so wanted him to touch her there!But he knew this and deftly avoided the eager button, much to her dismay. He heard her groan in disappointment as his hand bypassed her “on switch” and continued to parallel her pussy lips until he began moving down her inner thigh away from her steaming cunt.Her hopes raised though once he got to her knee and began moving back up her thigh towards her hungry slit. He got closer and she began trembling with anticipation. Maybe he would touch her this time!But once again she would be denied. His had moved to within inches of her wet opening but then began slow soft teasing circles around it, avoiding her pussy lips and her throbbing aching clit. He circled her several times moving away as she squirmed to get him where she needed him. It was terribly aggravating and she whimpered with need as she was teased mercilessly.“Please Master! Oh God, please fuck me! I can’t stand it… please, please, please!” she cried.But he had a plan and it didn’t include that just yet. “I’m not going to fuck you quite yet, slut, but that doesn’t mean you won’t cum for me!” he said. And she felt two fingers slip between her swollen pussy lips and enter her, sliding deep into her fuck canal. He pushed his two middle fingers of one hand into her curling them upwards and rubbing across her highly sensitive g-spot.“Ahhhhh God!” she moaned as she felt him finally entering her. It wasn’t the cock she wanted, but still, he was inside her and she knew that she was moments away from that sweet release. At first, he moved in and out of her slowly, curling his hand around her pubis to rub her clit with his fingers.“Oooh! Ohhh Master!” she moaned, writhing as his fingers worked their magic over her clit and deep in her cunt. She instantly began getting wetter, as if thanking him for the attention. She began moving her hips in time with his hand, humping against it to get the teasing fingers deeper in her ravenous pussy.Suddenly he stopped moving and she opened her eyes to look at him questioningly. As soon as he made eye contact with her, he shifted into high gear. His hand began moving in and out using rapid, short strokes like a jackhammer, his fingers rubbing furiously against her g-spot and over her clit.OH FUCK, MASTER! she squealed in surprise, shoving her hips forward automatically as if they knew what they wanted without her even thinking about it. He sawed at her pussy furiously until he achieved the desired result.“OH GOD MASTER!! I’M CUMMING! OH FUCK, I’M CUMMING! she screamed, gritting her teeth.And only moments since he began this new assault she exploded, spraying her juices out in a solid stream of pure ecstatic joy. As soon she shot her first jet, he pulled his hand from her and rubbed over her pussy lips rapidly back and forth hitting her clit with each stroke and causing her orgasm to stretch out longer and more violently. She bucked and twisted Gaziosmanpaşa escort as he made her cum harder and longer, but the ropes held her firmly.She no more finished cumming the first time then he went back in and repeated the whole process… first going slowly for a few strokes and then speeding up until she came. And once again it proved devastatingly effective, with her spewing after only a few moments of high-speed fun.He repeated this slow then fast cycle about ten times, each time it ended in a crashing orgasm and each time he began immediately, not allowing her any chance to rest or even come completely down. By the time he was finished, she was a panting, moaning mess; her naked body glistening with the sweat of exertion and a film of her own juices.“Please Master… no more… please!” she protested. But this was a punishment and thus no quarter would be given her. Until and unless she called her safeword, he would continue. And if she called her safeword, she knew better have a damn good reason! Just being tired was not a reason to call her safeword. So she suffered.The next phase in this day’s work came out of the box and the exhausted woman looked at it through weary, lust-fogged eyes. It took her only a few seconds for it to register and her reaction was just as he expected.“Oh God, Master… not the Wand! Please, not the Wand… I’m so tired!” she cried. He had brought out the dreaded Hitachi Wand… the bane of many a submissive slut! She knew it’s power well, having had it used on her several times before. And she knew that since this was supposed to be a punishment, he would not be easy on her.“That’s right, whore, it’s your old friend the Wand. And I know you are aware of what it can do to you. It’s going to help me teach kitty a lesson right now as a matter of fact,” he said flatly. “Before we get started though, I think these suction cups have done their job. I’ll bet those nipples are quite swollen and sensitive by now!”He opened the valve to the first one and the air rushed in breaking the vacuum and the cup came off easily. Easily that is for him; for her, the return of circulation caused a strong needles and pins sensation that surprised her and made her gasp.Then he opened the valve on the other cup and removed it, giving that nipple the same feeling. He flicked the stiff, hard buds with his finger which made the circulation return faster but it also made her squeal because her nipples were still very sensitive.“Good, I’m glad to see that your nipples are tender and sensitive… that will make what I do next even more fun!” he said with an evil grin. He plugged the power cord into a nearby outlet and turned the device on. It came to life with a low buzz, a warning to her… a warning and a promise that she would soon be incapable of rational thought.He waved the buzzing demon in front of her face as she watched it closely. It neared one of her nipples and she let out a soft but high-pitched squeal of panic and trepidation. He grinned and moved it away for a moment.But when he brought it back and it neared her nipple again she returned with the same high-pitched squeal of uneasiness. Almost as if she was afraid of it touching her, much like a little girl with a spider.This time, however, he didn’t pull it away again. When the buzzing device made contact with her nipple it sent lightning bolts of pure pleasure through her tit then branching off to race to both her head and her clit.
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