I could feel his breath on my neck and it sent shivers up my spine. I sat there, with my arms bound behind me, blindfolded and gagged, waiting for his next move. All of my senses were heightened. I’d never been restrained like this before, and I was….enjoying it. My heartbeat quickened and I felt straps being attached to my thighs and a spreader bar to ensure that my legs stayed open for him.
He took a painfully long time worshiping each part of my body, tickling, kissing, licking my neck, breasts, and finally…pussy. The heightened sensation when he touched me with his tongue was so intense it’s hard to describe. I like being bound, tied, and made to be a submissive slave to him. He teased me just enough to lead me to the edge and bring me back in.
I wanted him then. I wanted his cock desperately, I would have begged for it had it not been for the gag in my mouth. He knew and he enjoyed toying with me. Just when I thought I couldn’t bear it anymore, he removed the gag and whispered to me this question: “What do you want?” I want your cock, Master. Please! He gave it to me, in my mouth slow and sensually as I sat at his mercy. By then, I wanted it hard and rough not slow and sensual. “Fuck me, fuck me now,” I demanded. He laughed, and put a finger in my pussy to see how wet I was. Finger fucking me, he asked if that was what I wanted. “No, your cock in my pussy is what I want.” “Oh, THIS,” he said as he thrust the largest, hardest cock deep into my pussy with enthusiasm. He fucked me with an intensity I hadn’t felt before.