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| My eyes feel heavy and I slowly begin to open them. As I am about to stretch out I feel myself restrained. I panic for a moment realizing even though my eyes are open it is dark. I scream out ‘hello’ and realise this I can't hear myself. I shift my head side to side and feel something covering them. It feels like headphones, big ones. I am confused and pull at the restrains but can't get loose. Whatever is holding me hurts my wrists the more I pull. I tense up frightened as I feel something touch against my skin. Is it a feather? I panic pulling harder at the restraints. It touches me again. Where am I? "Let me go!" The blinds are taken off me and I see him. Standing there with a cool smile. My eyes dart around the room, I look at my hands and ankles. Each handcuffed to the bed posts. I look around and see I am still in his room. Room. I look to the side and see a clock. It's 7:44 am. My breathing slows down and I calm down. My eyes return to him. He naked. He is always naked. I giggle, blushing to myself. He is holding a crop and my head shifts slightly as I look at him. I see his lips moving but can't make out what he is saying. "I can't hear you, something is on my ears." He chuckles then proceeds to place the tip of the crop against my stomach. It tickles. He slowly moves it up my body and I can feel every last bit of it against me as he moves it. Sensual almost. Then it hits me. Did he take off my T-shirt? Well, his... He twirls the crop around each of my breasts and then nipples till they harden. He comes closer and kisses my neck. It tickles. I giggle and crunch my head against my shoulder. He stops and places a kiss on my lips. My head lifts slightly following his lips as they move away from mine. Why do I like him so much? He hits my left nipple and it stings. I suck in breathe and my body curls. He hits my right one and my body responds the same. He hits again and I tug at my restrains. He hits my navel and even though it stings and makes me tingle down there. I try to close my legs together. He sees me and hits my sex. I gasp. It sends shivers throughout me. Again. It hurts. He can see by the look in my eyes I want it. He hits again. I pull at my restrains More, please. He moves on and goes back to hitting my hardened nipples. It burns and every burn travels down to my sex, each stroke making me wetter. It's like lightning strikes me and I can feel every nerve ending as it spreads through me. Every bolt of lightning patterns across my body. I clench and I want him in me. He stops and gets on the bed. He places himself over me. Each of his legs close to my ribs. His swollen Mm in between my breasts. I swallow as my mouth fills with saliva. Grabbing my breast, he pinches my sore nipples. Twisting them, pulling them upwards as he squeezes them against himself. As he pinches my stomach sucks in and while he twists and pulls I clench. How does he do this to me. I can feel a bit of his weight on top of me. He takes off the headphones and I can hear him again. "Please!" I plea sticking out my tongue. He smiles as his thrust between my sore breast. I can only imagine what it would feel like if he was thrusting inside me. He releases my breasts and lifts himself slight off me. My breast jiggle a bit and he grabs himself nearing my mouth. I can see a bit of precum and I want to taste it. I want to taste him. I lift my head up slightly to reach out and taste but he moves away from me. I pout dropping my head back. He laughs. Grrr. He begins to stroke himself. Holding what I crave firmly in his hand as he moves it back and forth. He slowly increase his speed and I can't take my eyes off him. I find myself breathing heavier and getting wetter. The sight of him turns me on. My watering mouth opens hoping he'll shoot a taste in my mouth. I can see his swollen head and the cum begin to cover it. He keeps at it. More, give me more, please! He continues to stroke his manhood. I pull harder at my restrains, lifting my head to taste him. But he won't let me. He's so close. I just want a taste. I want him. He continues to torture me as I try to reach him. But I can't. He won't let me. His manhood in front of me as his hand strokes it. Teasing me. Torturing me. My wrist burning from the pain. But the only thing I can think off, is my desire to taste him. I growl and pout. He laughs. He continues to edge himself, prolonging it. I want him! His hand moves rhythmically. I can hear him groan as he speeds up. Until he finally cums on me. I smile and he climbs off me. The bed lifts slightly and he begins to dress himself. I pout. I turn my head to look at the clock and it is 09:15. My eyes widen and I am shocked. Has it been that long? He comes back fully dressed and wipes a bit of cum of my chest and I feel his finger against my bones. I open my mouth and he lets me taste. Sucking his finger I twirl my tongue around it. And I know it's making him twitch. He pulls it out and kisses my forehead. "Good girl." He lets opens my restrains and caresses my marked wrists. He flips me to my side and kisses my sore bum. "I will see you later sweetheart." I nod, smiling. Watching him take off For work. So here I am, left again craving more. Am I allowed to wash this off? |
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Tillagd 18 sep 2020 Noveller
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