“What do you think you’re doing?” Chris asked, wide eyed. I laughed at him and the incredulous look he had on his face. “I said what do you think you’re doing, Janet. Answer me!”
“I don’t have to,” I reminded him.
I slipped my panties off and unclasped my bra. I shoved the panties into his mouth and tied the blindfold he used on me around his head.
“There,” I said, admiring my handiwork. “They’re perfect there since you like pink lace so damn much.” I crossed the room and slowly looked through his toy box. “You know I hate pink,” I reminded him. I touched something rubbery and pulled it out. A dildo. I threw in on the floor. “But it’s always about you.” I said, still searching through his box. “Everything we do is always about you. The sex is even about you. I’ve had better orgasms, Chris.” I heard the handcuffs rattle against the bed but didn’t bother to look up. He couldn’t get out. A shiny something caught my eye and I pulled it out. “This will do, right?” I asked him, pulling out the nipple clamps. I approached the bed but his leg flailed out at me. “You’re just agitating me now, Chris.” I didn’t go for the paddle, the handle was too short. I went for the whip.
I brought it up over my head and slew it across the air. The crack sound it made across his chest was sweet. It paralyzed him for a moment so I could tie his feet down to the bed as well. I attached the nipple clamps. They made a nice gleam across his chest in the low lighting. His cock was hard but for what I had planned I wanted it harder. I kissed his cheek and his chin. I straddled him and kissed his chest and tugged on his nipple clamps. His breathing got stronger. I kissed his body down to his bellybutton. I stuck my tongue in and spun it around. He looked down at me, his grey eyes pleading. I smiled. I licked his thighs and kissed his balls. He thrust slightly downwards, wanting me to handle his prick. I ignored him. After five minutes he was groaning for me to touch it. I looked up at him and he looked on the edge of tears. I blew a breath of air on the tip of his dick. He moaned. I touched his cock with the tip of my tongue and his eyes closed.
I stood up and grabbed a robe from behind the door. I snatched up the remote next to his bed and flipped through the channels till I found a nice porno for him to watch. I turned it up loud so if he turned his face away he would still have to deal with the sounds of sucking and moaning. He looked at me, his eyes saying, You can’t be serious! I grinned down at him and walked towards the door.
“I’m going to go watch Will and Grace. Be a good boy for me and watch the nice porno. I want that cock quite hard when I get back.” I walked out the door; Chris was too surprised to moan. I turned back around the corner. “There are two episodes today. I’ll decide whether I’ll watch one or both.” The thought of lying there for an hour frightened him into groaning under his gag. “I’ll be back,” I promised and pranced off.
Eight minutes later, I came back to see how my prisoner was managing. His cock bobbed in his lap as he rhythmically swayed his hips. I suppose the motion made it a little more bearable. He turned to look at me, his eyes so soft, so pleading. I kissed his cheek and brought out the feather. He liked the touch of the feather as it caressed his stomach and thighs. His cock was throbbing. His moans were delicious. I licked the precum off the tip of his cock and his body reacted immediately. He started thrusting even as I pulled away. I wagged my finger at him.
“It was just a commercial, silly.” I walked away. The next commercial, instead of visiting my prisoner I got myself a fruit salad to eat. I though my captive might enjoy it as well. I slid a strawberry into my pussy followed by slices of mango and peach. I went back to watch my show and let my juices marinade the fruit.
“I’m back!” I called to Chris as I walked through the door. The porno was really heating up. This brunette was getting pummeled by three cocks. Chris was in pain now. His face was red and his body was covered with sweat. I crawled on top of him and shoved my pussy in his face. I felt him start to eat me and then stop. He had found the fruit. He continued to eat me out, chewing the chunks of fruit spread with my pussy cream. After he was done I slid back down his body and lay beside him.
“I hope you know what longing is now. I’m going to let you loose and if you don’t fuck me like a mad man so help me God…”
I untied his bonds and pushed him off the bed. I spread myself eagle on the bed and told him I was ready. He got up off the floor and smacked me. I screamed although I was fully ready for the brutality and ecstasy I was going to receive. He got in between my legs and pushed his throbbing cock into my pussy. He pounded me harder that night than any night before. His grunts were turning me on. He continually grabbed my arms or bit my lips. I was on cloud nine. His teeth and cock assaulting my body felt so nice. I was on the verge of an orgasm. Chris pulled his cock out of me and twisted me around. I felt him penetrate my ass. I came instantly all over the bed. He came after me. He collapsed on top of me, exhausted.
“That was the best sex we’ve ever had, baby,” he told me.
“That was the last sex we’ll ever have,” I told him, grabbing my robe.
“What!”
“I don’t want to see you again”
“Why the hell not!”
“Because I can do better. I shouldn’t have to grind you up for an hour to have good sex.”
He pleaded with me for a while, begged even. I wouldn’t give. I left him that day for good. He won’t see me again. He should have known better than to mess with a fellow dom.
“I don’t have to,” I reminded him.
I slipped my panties off and unclasped my bra. I shoved the panties into his mouth and tied the blindfold he used on me around his head.
“There,” I said, admiring my handiwork. “They’re perfect there since you like pink lace so damn much.” I crossed the room and slowly looked through his toy box. “You know I hate pink,” I reminded him. I touched something rubbery and pulled it out. A dildo. I threw in on the floor. “But it’s always about you.” I said, still searching through his box. “Everything we do is always about you. The sex is even about you. I’ve had better orgasms, Chris.” I heard the handcuffs rattle against the bed but didn’t bother to look up. He couldn’t get out. A shiny something caught my eye and I pulled it out. “This will do, right?” I asked him, pulling out the nipple clamps. I approached the bed but his leg flailed out at me. “You’re just agitating me now, Chris.” I didn’t go for the paddle, the handle was too short. I went for the whip.
I brought it up over my head and slew it across the air. The crack sound it made across his chest was sweet. It paralyzed him for a moment so I could tie his feet down to the bed as well. I attached the nipple clamps. They made a nice gleam across his chest in the low lighting. His cock was hard but for what I had planned I wanted it harder. I kissed his cheek and his chin. I straddled him and kissed his chest and tugged on his nipple clamps. His breathing got stronger. I kissed his body down to his bellybutton. I stuck my tongue in and spun it around. He looked down at me, his grey eyes pleading. I smiled. I licked his thighs and kissed his balls. He thrust slightly downwards, wanting me to handle his prick. I ignored him. After five minutes he was groaning for me to touch it. I looked up at him and he looked on the edge of tears. I blew a breath of air on the tip of his dick. He moaned. I touched his cock with the tip of my tongue and his eyes closed.
I stood up and grabbed a robe from behind the door. I snatched up the remote next to his bed and flipped through the channels till I found a nice porno for him to watch. I turned it up loud so if he turned his face away he would still have to deal with the sounds of sucking and moaning. He looked at me, his eyes saying, You can’t be serious! I grinned down at him and walked towards the door.
“I’m going to go watch Will and Grace. Be a good boy for me and watch the nice porno. I want that cock quite hard when I get back.” I walked out the door; Chris was too surprised to moan. I turned back around the corner. “There are two episodes today. I’ll decide whether I’ll watch one or both.” The thought of lying there for an hour frightened him into groaning under his gag. “I’ll be back,” I promised and pranced off.
Eight minutes later, I came back to see how my prisoner was managing. His cock bobbed in his lap as he rhythmically swayed his hips. I suppose the motion made it a little more bearable. He turned to look at me, his eyes so soft, so pleading. I kissed his cheek and brought out the feather. He liked the touch of the feather as it caressed his stomach and thighs. His cock was throbbing. His moans were delicious. I licked the precum off the tip of his cock and his body reacted immediately. He started thrusting even as I pulled away. I wagged my finger at him.
“It was just a commercial, silly.” I walked away. The next commercial, instead of visiting my prisoner I got myself a fruit salad to eat. I though my captive might enjoy it as well. I slid a strawberry into my pussy followed by slices of mango and peach. I went back to watch my show and let my juices marinade the fruit.
“I’m back!” I called to Chris as I walked through the door. The porno was really heating up. This brunette was getting pummeled by three cocks. Chris was in pain now. His face was red and his body was covered with sweat. I crawled on top of him and shoved my pussy in his face. I felt him start to eat me and then stop. He had found the fruit. He continued to eat me out, chewing the chunks of fruit spread with my pussy cream. After he was done I slid back down his body and lay beside him.
“I hope you know what longing is now. I’m going to let you loose and if you don’t fuck me like a mad man so help me God…”
I untied his bonds and pushed him off the bed. I spread myself eagle on the bed and told him I was ready. He got up off the floor and smacked me. I screamed although I was fully ready for the brutality and ecstasy I was going to receive. He got in between my legs and pushed his throbbing cock into my pussy. He pounded me harder that night than any night before. His grunts were turning me on. He continually grabbed my arms or bit my lips. I was on cloud nine. His teeth and cock assaulting my body felt so nice. I was on the verge of an orgasm. Chris pulled his cock out of me and twisted me around. I felt him penetrate my ass. I came instantly all over the bed. He came after me. He collapsed on top of me, exhausted.
“That was the best sex we’ve ever had, baby,” he told me.
“That was the last sex we’ll ever have,” I told him, grabbing my robe.
“What!”
“I don’t want to see you again”
“Why the hell not!”
“Because I can do better. I shouldn’t have to grind you up for an hour to have good sex.”
He pleaded with me for a while, begged even. I wouldn’t give. I left him that day for good. He won’t see me again. He should have known better than to mess with a fellow dom.
