You blink as the halogen lamp switches on, flooding one half of the room in bright, white light. You see the king-size bed, its red satin sheets shimmering. A thrill runs through you as you notice the handcuffs attached to each bedpost, and the blindfold on the pillow.
- Climb on the bed. Get on all fours.
You look towards where I sit, but cannot see me, as my side of the room is in darkness. The only intermittent signs of my presence are a lighted cigarette and the clinking of ice-cubes in my whisky glass. It’s hot in here, and you imagine how good the ice-cube would feel against your skin. You’re wearing a black latex bra, which pushes your breasts together, creating a deep cleavage, and a matching black thong which perfectly separates the cheeks of your full ass. You position yourself on the bed, facing away from me, your thighs open. You feel the slightest breeze tickling your skin – a window is open to allow the night air to enter.
- Open your legs wider.
You know I am not a man to be crossed, and comply immediately. You thrust your ass in the air and arch your back, giving me a perfect view of the curves of your body. You wiggle your behind slowly.
- Now cuff your legs to the posts.
You put an ankle through each cuff at the bottom corners of the bed, and fasten shut the catch. Your legs are now forced wide apart, and you lie face down on the satin sheets, spread-eagled.
- Tie your left-hand to the post, then put on the blindfold.
You obey my order, leaving you blind and with only your right hand free. You wait for further instructions, shivering with anticipation. Goosebumps appear on the inside of your thighs, as the breeze from the window becomes more pronounced. You hear my glass clinking as I rise from my armchair and walk towards you. I’m standing directly behind you, at the bottom of the bed.
- Keep your face buried in the pillow.
Suddenly I grab your wrist, and force it into the manacle, snapping the cuffs shut. You are now completely at my mercy, your limbs spread wide apart. I’m standing at the bottom of the bed again, admiring the view proposed by your open legs and upturned ass. Then you hear the glass clinking as I walk back to my armchair, the leather creaking as I sit back down. A minute passes without a sound.
- You are going to be fucked. I’m going to spend the next hour fucking you as hard as I like, as often as I like, and in whichever of your orifices I like. There is nothing you can do to influence what I do to your body.
You squirm on the sheets, trying to create friction against your pussy, desperate to relieve the throbbing between your thighs. The floorboards creak as I walk across the room, then the mattress sags suddenly as I sit on the corner of the bed. You hear me inhaling the cigarette, then stubbing it out under my boot.
- Get ready.
I slap your cheek, hard, with my open palm. You smart with the pain, but thrill at the contact of flesh on flesh. You feel my two hands on your ass, kneading the flesh, pressing firmly on your butt, spreading the cheeks. You moan; the stimulation of your ass causing waves of pleasure to run from your anus to your vagina. You are soaking wet, your juices seeping out of the thong and onto the sheets. I spank your butt cheek, hard, then again, then again. You gasp with each assault, pushing your face deeper into the pillow. My strong hands pull the thong away from your ass, snapping it in two. I reach round and hold it over your face, allowing you to smell and taste your juices on the fabric. Your pussy is now exposed. You shaved before coming, as I instructed you to. Your pink lips are raw and swollen, glistening with your vaginal juices. You squirm against the sheets, pressing your pussy into the bed, then raising your ass in the air for me to admire your aroused sex. I know you are desperate to be fucked, but I make you wait. I light another cigarette, and sit on the bed, resting my whisky glass on your upturned ass. You thrill at the feel of the cool, wet glass on your butt. A drop of liquid runs down the crack of your ass, making you moan.
I finish the drink and my cigarette. The mattress jumps as I stand up from the bed. You hear the sound of my clothes falling to the floor, the unmistakable sound of my fly unzipping. I take my time undressing. I’m in no hurry.
I sit astride you, my weight on your thighs. My hands unfasten your bra and remove it. I reach both hands round to cup your full breasts, feeling how hard your erect nipples have become. You groan as I massage your tits. I grab them harder, squeezing the flesh until it hurts.
- Your tits are mine. Each part of you belongs to me.
I release your breasts and sit up, staring down at your ass and your curved back. You lie expectantly, breathing heavily, unsure of my next move. Suddenly you feel something hot and hard applied against the crack of your ass. It’s the length of my erect penis, which I push down against your flesh, my balls nestling on your peachy cheeks.
“Mmmmmm…” you moan, as you feel my cock’s heat and strength against your ass. I hold my penis wedged between your ass for a minute, grabbing your ass cheeks and squeezing them round the shaft. Then I lift it free and slap each cheek with my helmet. You push your ass upwards, straining against the manacles. I see how desperate you are for me to take you: the juices from your cunt have formed a pool on the bed sheets.
I rest my cock between your ass cheeks and place my hand over your wet cunt. I squeeze your mound, slipping a finger inside your hole, then another, then another. You buck against me, gasping with the intensity of feeling as your cunt finally feels my touch. I have both hands on your pussy, spreading your lips wide. You feel my erect cock nudging down your ass, its head touching your anus, pushing gently against its tight hole.
- Cunt or ass…. cunt or ass… hmmm…
You feel the head of my cock pushing against your asshole. Then it moves down towards your cunt, the hard helmet slipping between your pussy lips. I hold my cock in one hand, rubbing the head back and forth along your pussy lips, occasionally dipping the helmet into your cunt. You are wailing now, desperate for me to fuck you in the ass, in the cunt, wherever… I hold my cock over your ass, wanking slowly, admiring the stiffness and majesty of my erection, the proud helmet which glistens from your juices and my pre-cum. I bear down on you. You feel my weight on your back, my hot breath on the back of your neck. I take up position between your thighs.
I mount you. My hard erection slides forcefully into your vagina, and I penetrate you to the hilt. I plunge in and out of you with a series of powerful strokes, allowing you to feel all eight inches of my penis. My heavy balls slap against your ass as I ride you, and I lift you by the waist to allow me to fuck you harder and faster. You gasp at the intensity of my fucking, at the piston-like strength of my hard cock. I fuck you mercilessly for five minutes in this position, leaving you moaning helplessly. I raise myself up on my hands, allowing me to gaze down at the sight of my cock plunging into you. Finally I remove my cock from your cunt. I stroke the shaft, harder and harder, until I feel the sperm rising from my balls. I continue to wank as the first jet of hot sperm shoots over your ass. You shout out as you feel it splash against your skin, more and more of it covering your ass and lower back. I sit over you, wanking the last drops over your cheeks. You squirm as hot sperm runs down the crack, down to your anus. I rub the head of my cock against your asshole, which is lubricated and dilated, then climb off you.
Your heart thumps furiously as you lie there, face down in the bed. You hear me get dressed, walk purposefully across the room, then leave, the door closing firmly behind me.
- Climb on the bed. Get on all fours.
You look towards where I sit, but cannot see me, as my side of the room is in darkness. The only intermittent signs of my presence are a lighted cigarette and the clinking of ice-cubes in my whisky glass. It’s hot in here, and you imagine how good the ice-cube would feel against your skin. You’re wearing a black latex bra, which pushes your breasts together, creating a deep cleavage, and a matching black thong which perfectly separates the cheeks of your full ass. You position yourself on the bed, facing away from me, your thighs open. You feel the slightest breeze tickling your skin – a window is open to allow the night air to enter.
- Open your legs wider.
You know I am not a man to be crossed, and comply immediately. You thrust your ass in the air and arch your back, giving me a perfect view of the curves of your body. You wiggle your behind slowly.
- Now cuff your legs to the posts.
You put an ankle through each cuff at the bottom corners of the bed, and fasten shut the catch. Your legs are now forced wide apart, and you lie face down on the satin sheets, spread-eagled.
- Tie your left-hand to the post, then put on the blindfold.
You obey my order, leaving you blind and with only your right hand free. You wait for further instructions, shivering with anticipation. Goosebumps appear on the inside of your thighs, as the breeze from the window becomes more pronounced. You hear my glass clinking as I rise from my armchair and walk towards you. I’m standing directly behind you, at the bottom of the bed.
- Keep your face buried in the pillow.
Suddenly I grab your wrist, and force it into the manacle, snapping the cuffs shut. You are now completely at my mercy, your limbs spread wide apart. I’m standing at the bottom of the bed again, admiring the view proposed by your open legs and upturned ass. Then you hear the glass clinking as I walk back to my armchair, the leather creaking as I sit back down. A minute passes without a sound.
- You are going to be fucked. I’m going to spend the next hour fucking you as hard as I like, as often as I like, and in whichever of your orifices I like. There is nothing you can do to influence what I do to your body.
You squirm on the sheets, trying to create friction against your pussy, desperate to relieve the throbbing between your thighs. The floorboards creak as I walk across the room, then the mattress sags suddenly as I sit on the corner of the bed. You hear me inhaling the cigarette, then stubbing it out under my boot.
- Get ready.
I slap your cheek, hard, with my open palm. You smart with the pain, but thrill at the contact of flesh on flesh. You feel my two hands on your ass, kneading the flesh, pressing firmly on your butt, spreading the cheeks. You moan; the stimulation of your ass causing waves of pleasure to run from your anus to your vagina. You are soaking wet, your juices seeping out of the thong and onto the sheets. I spank your butt cheek, hard, then again, then again. You gasp with each assault, pushing your face deeper into the pillow. My strong hands pull the thong away from your ass, snapping it in two. I reach round and hold it over your face, allowing you to smell and taste your juices on the fabric. Your pussy is now exposed. You shaved before coming, as I instructed you to. Your pink lips are raw and swollen, glistening with your vaginal juices. You squirm against the sheets, pressing your pussy into the bed, then raising your ass in the air for me to admire your aroused sex. I know you are desperate to be fucked, but I make you wait. I light another cigarette, and sit on the bed, resting my whisky glass on your upturned ass. You thrill at the feel of the cool, wet glass on your butt. A drop of liquid runs down the crack of your ass, making you moan.
I finish the drink and my cigarette. The mattress jumps as I stand up from the bed. You hear the sound of my clothes falling to the floor, the unmistakable sound of my fly unzipping. I take my time undressing. I’m in no hurry.
I sit astride you, my weight on your thighs. My hands unfasten your bra and remove it. I reach both hands round to cup your full breasts, feeling how hard your erect nipples have become. You groan as I massage your tits. I grab them harder, squeezing the flesh until it hurts.
- Your tits are mine. Each part of you belongs to me.
I release your breasts and sit up, staring down at your ass and your curved back. You lie expectantly, breathing heavily, unsure of my next move. Suddenly you feel something hot and hard applied against the crack of your ass. It’s the length of my erect penis, which I push down against your flesh, my balls nestling on your peachy cheeks.
“Mmmmmm…” you moan, as you feel my cock’s heat and strength against your ass. I hold my penis wedged between your ass for a minute, grabbing your ass cheeks and squeezing them round the shaft. Then I lift it free and slap each cheek with my helmet. You push your ass upwards, straining against the manacles. I see how desperate you are for me to take you: the juices from your cunt have formed a pool on the bed sheets.
I rest my cock between your ass cheeks and place my hand over your wet cunt. I squeeze your mound, slipping a finger inside your hole, then another, then another. You buck against me, gasping with the intensity of feeling as your cunt finally feels my touch. I have both hands on your pussy, spreading your lips wide. You feel my erect cock nudging down your ass, its head touching your anus, pushing gently against its tight hole.
- Cunt or ass…. cunt or ass… hmmm…
You feel the head of my cock pushing against your asshole. Then it moves down towards your cunt, the hard helmet slipping between your pussy lips. I hold my cock in one hand, rubbing the head back and forth along your pussy lips, occasionally dipping the helmet into your cunt. You are wailing now, desperate for me to fuck you in the ass, in the cunt, wherever… I hold my cock over your ass, wanking slowly, admiring the stiffness and majesty of my erection, the proud helmet which glistens from your juices and my pre-cum. I bear down on you. You feel my weight on your back, my hot breath on the back of your neck. I take up position between your thighs.
I mount you. My hard erection slides forcefully into your vagina, and I penetrate you to the hilt. I plunge in and out of you with a series of powerful strokes, allowing you to feel all eight inches of my penis. My heavy balls slap against your ass as I ride you, and I lift you by the waist to allow me to fuck you harder and faster. You gasp at the intensity of my fucking, at the piston-like strength of my hard cock. I fuck you mercilessly for five minutes in this position, leaving you moaning helplessly. I raise myself up on my hands, allowing me to gaze down at the sight of my cock plunging into you. Finally I remove my cock from your cunt. I stroke the shaft, harder and harder, until I feel the sperm rising from my balls. I continue to wank as the first jet of hot sperm shoots over your ass. You shout out as you feel it splash against your skin, more and more of it covering your ass and lower back. I sit over you, wanking the last drops over your cheeks. You squirm as hot sperm runs down the crack, down to your anus. I rub the head of my cock against your asshole, which is lubricated and dilated, then climb off you.
Your heart thumps furiously as you lie there, face down in the bed. You hear me get dressed, walk purposefully across the room, then leave, the door closing firmly behind me.
