Rough StuffC. Rocker
She lays there looking up at me, her face full of anticipation, of a mix of excitement and fear. Her hands are bound above her head with soft leather straps. The leather gag muffles her cries of pleasured pain. Her breasts heave with each breath. They are full soft mounds their peaks red and rosy with arousal. Her full hips tilt to one side as she relaxes a little. Her legs are free, long and shapely. I stand over her with a smile, my crop in hand. I run the crop lightly over her tits, caressing them around in a circle, tracing the nipples. Her eyes widen, sparking. I trace the leather tip of my crop down her body, over her bare belly, over the curve of her hips.
I trail down her legs one at a time then bring the crop up between them. She spreads her thighs. I rub her slit with the crop, sliding it gently, caressing her clit. She moans behind her gag. I bring the crop up and snap it back down lashing it quickly and expertly over her hip to the roundness of her ass, then back to flash a quick smack at her tits. She bucks and moans.
I turn her over on her stomach now, and swat her with the crop repeatedly leaving light red welts and her panting and moaning tells me she's enjoyed it immensely. She is soaking wet between her thighs. I bend her up and prop her swollen slit with pillows so I can better suck at her juicy flesh. I kneel behind her and bend forward licking softly tasting her. I feel her quiver at the touch of m tongue. I lick deeper, sliding my tongue inside her slit, sucking at the juice flowing from her lips. I slide my tongue inside fucking her with it burying my face in her ass and pussy as I eat her. I slide my tongue down and around her clit, thrashing it til she is panting and bucking again, knowing she is wanting to come, feeling her wetness increase.
I bring her to the brink of orgasm then let her down softly. I take her hands down from the posts at the head of the bed and usher her to a different corner of the room. I have a post erected in the middle of the room with a ring for bondage. I hook her to it with her leather straps on her wrists, above her head. The ring only sits only just half way up the post so she is forced to her knees. I afix a leather collar around her neck with a ring and hasp and clasp this too to the post behind her, forcing her head back slightly at an angle. I caress her chin, her jawline with my thumb. "My luv, I won't hurt you," I reassure.
Her breasts stand out, and I reach and cup them one at a time, taking the tender peaks one by one in my mouth, sucking each one like a cherry, teasing with my tongue, nibbling with my teeth. She groans. I pinch them with my hands loving the fullness of their fleshy mounds in my hands. My cock is bulging at my trousers, aching for release, for escape. I stand before her and unzip my pants, and slide them off. Her eyes catch my cock and light up. I approach her tilted back face and rub the tip around her lips, teasing. She licks at her lips eagerly now that her gag is gone. I slide the head of my cock in her mouth, just to the end of the tip letting her suck on it like a small delightful apple. She swirls the head of me around with her tongue and I slide it in further an inch at a time until all seven inches of me is in her mouth, down her throat.
She sucks deep and hard, the angle of her head tilted just so to make it easier.
I rock my hips fucking her mouth, her throat and I feel my cock throbbing on the verge of shooting down her throat, so I pull out. I step back and let her catch her breath as I regain full control of myself.
I unfasten her collar and her hands and take her to a different toy. Having made this device myself I am pleased and anxious to try it out. Shaped like a gymnast's vault there are rings on the front and back of it. I bend her over it, fastening her straps on her wrists to the rings in back, and her ankles with her legs spread to the rings in the front. I have her perfectly bent in front of me now, and approach. She is trembling from anticipation. I run my hands over her ass, caressing. She moans. I stroke her slit with my cock, teasing her with the tip of me, sliding it up and down, back and forth over her wetness. She's whimpering now. I smack her on the ass hard. She yelps and instantly gets wetter. Rubbing the red mark from my hand, caressing it, cooling it I bring the other hand up and smack the opposite side of her ass. Her pussy soaks against the head of my cock. I slap her ass back and forth hard but not bruising her until she's sobbing with pleasure and panting. Her pussy is so wet she has rivulets running down her thighs. I bend and lick the trails of juice off her thighs, sliding my tongue up and down between her clit and her ass. I suck and drink up her juices swallowing them like nectar. I slide my tongue inside her pussy, deep as I can then lick up and down fast again, rolling her clit with my tongue with each pass of it.
I slide up behind her now, standing and grasp her hips. I slowly slide my cock inside her feeling her hot around me like a heated silk glove. I slide in all the way to the hilt and hold it there. She is squirming aching for me to fuck her. I withdraw it and slam it in hard rocking the bench. She yelps. I thrust hard and deliberately with each thrust rocking her back and forth. She's gasping and groaning and with each thrust I feel her trying to grip me with her pussy. I ease it out and slide the head of me against her ass. She moans sweetly, and I add a bit of lube over my cock, stroking it over the shaft with my hand. I press against her ass firmly, applying even pressure slowly, until I feel it give, and then in one long slick thrust I am there, rocking her ass hard and she's screaming with the pleasure. I feel her starting to cum, hear her cries of passion as she lets go with an animal cry of release and I cum hard inside her grunting out my own animal sounds.
Afterwards I unfasten her bonds and carry her tenderly to the big tub in the far side of the room. I suds her over with soft rose scented bubbles and wash her up. I then lay her on the bed and tenderly hold her and kiss her til we both drift off to sleep.
I wake to the feeling of straining. My arms feel tight, pulled above my head. I try to speak but find my tongue is held in place by a leather gag. I open my eyes to see her standing over me, my crop in her hand. ''Your turn big boy," she smiles and I grin from behind my gag.
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