My cock is bigger and thicker than this, and won't be as gentle. Plus one day I might want to get my entire hand up there..." You can hear me react to that statement, and use it to slip the remainder of the toy in me, the edges snug against my ass. "But we'll see about that another time," you say with an edge of tease. "For now, we're going to keep you loose and push you a bit closer."
You pull on the toy again, holding it in place when my hole is tight around it's thickest point, before slowly inching in back in; entertained by watching my ass work its way around each vein of the toy and stretching to accommodate. Again you make it all the way to the bottom. Lifting yourself up off of me, you wrap your hand around my still mostly hard and throbbing cock, squeezing it tight. You start stroking and pumping, getting me fully hard again, and straining my cock against the rings. You bring yourself around, running your hand up and down my shaft faster and tightening your grip. Your tongue flicks lightly against the head, making me jump each time. My legs are twitching and shaking, and overwhelmed with the insane desire to cum. You stop your hand, but only so you can wrap your lips around my dick and continue to run them up and down, doing everything you can to get me to cum, and succeeding.
At this point, it's not hard for you to tell when I'm just about to the point of coming, so after keeping up your teasing, you start to notice me hitting that point. I'm tensing up, breathing quicker, and moving around. Just as you feel my hips raise up to meet your mouth, and my cock start to swell, you suddenly stop completely, with nothing more than an extremely tight grip at the base and around my balls to prevent me cumming. Amidst my moaning and whimpering at being denied an orgasm I so desperately want, you remind of the rules. "I told you you would only cum if I allowed it, and I'm not ready to let you yet, my little cum slut. I just wanted you to have a little pleasure before what happens next, because you might not enjoy it. Though I know I will," you declare.
"I think you’re finally ready," you declare, rising again from the bed. Walking over to the chair, you grab the bag of toys. Reaching in, you pull out your toy: the large, thick, ribbed, purple, double-ended strap-on. Stepping back over near me on the bed, you slowly, and carefully, step into one leg strap, then the other, pulling it up. Standing very close to me, you remind me of your promise earlier.
"I told you that if I could slide my toy into me easily, you would get the same courtesy. Now, your job since we’ve started was to make me as wet as possible, so that my toy went in with no issues. Let’s see how well you’ve done your job." Grasping your side by the head, you start to guide it into you. Laying there, bound up, I can only watch. I notice that your pussy is clearly swollen and wet, and I hope it’s enough. I also realize this was part of your plan; to make me helplessly watch in anxious hope. You start pushing the toy into you, and at the start it slips in without issue. However, much to my despair, as soon as you meet the ridges on it, it starts to meet resistance. I can you see you trying to push harder to get it in, and finally it budges. Eventually, you get the whole thing in to the hilt, mostly without too much difficulty. You kneel back on the bed, sitting on my chest with a leg on either side of my head again, this time putting the blindfold back on so I can’t see your next move. "Well, you get lucky, somewhat," you say. " Wasn’t the hardest thing to get in, but it did fight back at some points. Apparently you can’t even get a pussy wet correctly. Such a pathetic slave. So you’ll get it lubed up some from me, but first you’re going to learn how to properly make something wet when you’re ordered to do so."
Before I can react, you grab my head by the hair in one hand, and your toy in the other, and jump forward, forcing your toy into my mouth. Not relenting, you push forward with your hips, and pull my head toward you, pushing in farther. I’m literally bucking underneath you, trying to get away, but you hold me there for a few seconds. Easing back, you slip the toy out of my mouth, but maintain your grip on my head and your toy. Coughing briefly, I choke out a "What the fuck?" which is immediately met by you thrusting forward again and jamming your cock back in.
"I never said you could talk," you command. "I told you, you’re going to learn how to use your mouth to get something wet. You couldn’t do it with my pussy, so you’re going to learn the hard way: Do it to my cock before I put it in your ass. Keep fighting, and it’s the only lube you’re going to get." To drive your point home, you reach back and twist one of my nipples as hard as you can, and at the same time, you push more of your toy into my mouth, to where I can feel it hitting the back of my throat.
"Do you fucking understand me?" you bark. Still fighting somewhat, I eventually nod my head in defeat and acceptance. "Good boy. Now, do what you’re told." Releasing my now incredibly sensitive nipple, you take my head in both hands, and pull slowly back, until just the head is resting on my lips. You linger there a moment, then pull my head forward as far as you can. This slides my lips an inch or so down the shaft, which isn’t good enough. You let me know with a, "This entire thing is going up your ass, not just the tip. So you’re going to have to do better if you want it all lubed," you say curtly. As you can’t bring my head any further down on it, you ease your body forward again, watching in delight as my lips slide down the shaft, bit by bit. You stop when it’s gone as far as it will easily.
At that, you pull your hips back again, pulling it all the way out of my mouth. After a second, you jump forward again; thrusting your fake cock back in as far as it will go. You start rocking your hips back and forth, getting wet at the sight of your purple toy sliding and out of my mouth, completely against my will. Not to mention the fact that every time you hit the back of my throat, your side of the toy pushes into you, and rubs against your clit. There’s also the fact that you’re creating a suction with my lips, which causes your toy to gently slip in and out of you, each time it does the same thing in my mouth. Naturally, this starts to get you hotter and wetter. Because of this, you start going faster and faster, and pushing harder, which forces it further down my throat. Lost in your own world, enjoying both the sensations, and the view of my lips tightly wrapped around your toy, you ignore my whimpering and moaning as you invade me further; your body picking up an almost wave-like motion.
It’s not long before you start to feel the all too familiar sensation of you coming, but you stop yourself quickly. You don’t want to cum from this toy unless it’s because you’re pounding at my ass. However, because you were so into it and not paying attention, you look down and notice you’ve forced almost the entire toy in my mouth, with my nose less than an inch from your stomach. Pulling back and all the way out, I begin coughing from it being difficult to breath. I recover after a moment, as you still sit there. Thrilled with what just happen, you lean down next to my ear, and tease me by telling me, "You’re just a good little bitch. I’m very proud of you, but I want to see if you can take it all the way down. I want your nose against my stomach, is that understood my pet?" I hesitate a second, before acknowledging your request. You show how thrilled you are with a soft moan, and plant a taunting kiss on my cheek.
Sitting back up, you scoot yourself forward, so there is less space between you and my mouth. Without asking if I’m ready, you place the tip at my lips again, and lift my head slightly up so the head of your toy slides in my lips. You begin pushing forward; slowly, but with determination. You reach the first wall, and with a brisk "Open!" you see my mouth open wider, allowing to push the intruder in further. Next you feel your toy cock hit the back of my throat, but you’re not letting that stop you. Rising up on your knees a little, you start using your body weight to push, and after a few readjustments of my jaw, you feel my throat give way, and your cock slides the rest of the way in. My nose is now firmly buried against your stomach; your toy the whole way in.
You let out a squeal of delight, and after leaving it there a moment, you pull all the way out. I barely get a chance to catch a breath, before you’ve shoved it back in to the hilt again. Keeping your toy pushed in all the way, you push my head back against the pillow, and lift yourself up on your knees, so you’re almost directly above me. In that position, you start pulling your hips up, withdrawing your toy from deep in my throat, until it’s barely out. Then you let your body fall back down again, driving it back down until it bottoms out. You repeat this over and over. "If I can take it all the way without a problem, so can you. None of your holes is allowed to be any tighter than any of mine," you tell me, pumping up and down, again and again.
After a few minutes of this, you’re satisfied that I can take all of your cock down my throat with no issue, and pull yourself off me. Choking and coughing, trying to catch my breath, I again ask you what you were thinking. Not hesitating, you smack my cheek, and grab the gag from the chair. "That’s the last time you question or argue with me," you snap. Grabbing my head again, you force the ball gag into my mouth, and secure it tightly around my head. Now tied up, blindfolded, and gagged, I am left completely to your will and cannot do anything about it. Enjoying the silence now, you let out a quiet sigh, with a "Much better," before moving on to your next task.
Disconnecting one of my leg restraints, you order me to flip over, on my stomach. I comply, and roll over; the restraints around my wrists tightening. Once over, you restrain my free leg again, and kneel down behind me. Holding the bottle of lube, you put the tip between my cheeks, at the entrance to my hole, and squeeze gently. "I promised you a little bit of lube, and even though you have fought back, I’ll keep my promise. Besides…. With as hard as I’m going to fuck you, you’re going to need it," you tease. You swipe up a little lube on two of your fingers, and push them into my ass, noticing that it’s fairly loosened up now, and add a third finger to make sure the entrance to my ass is lubed up. Withdrawing the fingers, you take your toy in your hand, and squeeze a decent amount of lube down onto it. Catching the excess in your hand, you wrap your fingers around the shaft, and work your hand up and down, lubing it up generously. Satisfied, you set the lube down, and put yourself in position behind me, the tip of your dick hovering just above my ass.
Leaning forward to whisper in my ear, your toy settles in between my cheeks. Biting my ear playfully, you whisper a question to me.
"Are you ready?" you ask.
I nod my head.
"Ready for what?" I manage to utter a muffled "You" from behind the gag. You loosen it a bit, and ask me again, "Ready for me to what?"
Able to answer, I respond, "For you to fuck me Mistress."
"Good boy," you answer. "Now beg me."
I’m quiet for a moment before you hear my response. "Please Mistress, fuck me."
"Fuck you how?" you taunt, an almost playful teasing quality to your voice.
"Please, fuck me in the ass, Mistress."
"With….?" you say, leaving the answer open. Silent again, I finally answer, "With your cock."
Giggling evilly, you kiss my ear again. "Well then, very well. You might want to put your face in the pillow; this isn’t going to be easy," you tell me. Tightening the gag again as you don’t want to hear me just yet, you push my head back down on the pillow, and sit back behind me.
Holding your toy in your hand, you guide it towards my now lubed up, loose and waiting hole. You trace a circle around the opening with the head to toy with me, but soon after, you pop the head into my ass. The twitch of my legs and clenching of my ass, mixed with a quiet sigh, tell you that it was a mix of pleasure and pain, and you smile, as that's what you wanted at first. Able to guide it in without your hands now, you pull my ass apart so you can watch your dick slide into my ass. Putting your weight behind it as you did above me before, you apply pressure and the cock starts making its way deeper into my ass, until you reach the bottom; your body pressed firmly up against mine.
You let the toy rest there for a minute, making my ass stretch around it and accommodate it. Very slowly, you start inching yourself back out so I feel every bump and rib of your toy cock, until you're almost completely out of me, with just the tip of the head still in. Not waiting, or taking it easy this time, you quickly thrust the entire shaft all the way in, slamming into me. I cry out from the gag. Without any mercy, you pull out and thrust fully back in again. Now that you know how loose I am, you take your sweet time, getting the inside of me slick with lube. Pulling in and out slowly, reapplying lube to your toy, before pushing it back in me. Eventually, you're satisfied that I'm well lubricated inside, and that my tight hole is now plenty loose for your enjoyment, you sink yourself fully into me again, getting a soft moan from me.
"Now, I want you to raise up on your hands and knees, but do not let my cock slip out of your ass," you tell me, leaning back to rest on your heels, pulling about half of your toy out. Very carefully, I lift myself up on my elbows. I rise up on one knee, and then the other, but as I go to plant my hands down, I accidentally lean too far forward, and your toy slips out of me.
"Tsk, tsk," is all I hear from you. I can feel you behind me, and you tauntingly slap your cock against my ass a few times. "You didn't follow instructions. And that means you get it even harder." With that being said, you guide the head of your dick back into my ass, then grab my hips. Settling in, you pull me back as hard as you can, while thrusting yourself forward, slamming your cock into me full force. You aren't being gentle with me anymore. Fully aware that I can easily take it, you start fucking me with impunity. Using my hips for added grip, you ram yourself in and out of me, as fast and hard as you can manage. Our bodies slapping together at the force makes an audible noise, but you don't slow down. You're enjoying every second of watching my ass bounce from each hard thrust into me, and the sound of my moaning in delight.
You're also loving how your end of the toy is fucking you just as hard and fast in return, which is aided by a small vibrator you secured to tease your clit. Unrelenting, you fuck me like you've been wanting too; hard and long thrusts, making sure your body slams home flat against me every time. You have no intention of letting up any time soon, smiling to yourself at my cries of joy and delight, muffled by the gag and the pillow. "That's right, you know you love taking it in the ass from me. Keep making those noises. If I can't hear you, then I won't think you're enjoying this," you say to me, before resuming your ceaseless ramming of me.
Eventually, you slow down for a second, to grab my cock, which was been swinging back and forth from your hard fucking. You push the rings around it back up tightly, as you don't want me coming just yet, and give it a few slow and firm strokes, just to push me that much closer and tease me that much more. Leaning forward, you place both hands on my shoulders, while pulling your hips back. You lean as close to my ear as you can.
"Now it's your choice how I give it to you. You have options. Which will it be? 'Fuck me faster, fuck me deeper, or fuck me harder.' Those are your options, so choose," you tell me quietly. I hesitate, not sure what to say. "Choose," you bark. "Choose or I'll choose for you, and you're not going to like it."
I pause another moment or so, before mumbling a weak, halfhearted, "Faster, Mistress."
You think for a second. "You know, I don't like your answer. You took too long, and you didn't seem like you really wanted it. So now you're getting all three," you say, chiding me. Grabbing onto my shoulders tightly, you pull me back quickly onto your toy cock. In this new position, you're able to go deeper than before, and you take advantage of it. You don't stop furiously pounding away at me, but now you're also pushing more when your hips hit my ass to drive your toy in to me as far and as deep as you can. The harder and faster you pound, the more I can feel the rolling waves of an orgasm building, and you're not even touching my dick.
The same is true on your end. As you're feverishly fucking me with everything you have, you can feel your body start to tense up, an amazing orgasm building. The closer you get, it seems like you find extra gears in the speed and power of your thrust, because as you get nearer to coming, your pounding gets even more intense, until I'm moaning and crying out behind the gag, and you're panting and breathing heavily, stifling your own cries of pleasure. Thrusting in and out. Long, deep bursts of motion. Slamming yourself in and out of my ass. Pulling out until your cock is barely in, and forcing yourself forward so hard that your body is flush against mine. Every so often, your cock slips out, but that doesn't stop you pounding away at me, as you force yourself forward again, and your long, thick purple toy guides itself back into me, sliding back into my ass with no resistance or effort.
You carry on like this for some time, not getting tired or worn out, just riding the force of the intense orgasm building inside you. The brilliant pain, pleasure, and pressure sensations I feel against my most sensitive spot are making me weak in the knees, and my entire body is tiring from handling the force of your ass-fucking, making me lower myself down on my elbows for support; the whole time, my dick oozing pre-cum. It's not too much longer, and you can feel yourself start to come. Just at the edge of climax, you slam in one final time, before your pounding ceases. As the orgasm hits, you fall against my back, now just grinding against my ass. Hard, slow grinds that rub your toy against your clit, which push the orgasm harder and faster. I can feel your heart racing against my back, hear your heavy and tired breathing, and actually feel some of your juices running down your leg and onto mine. You keep lightly grinding against me, the toy still planted deep in my ass, putting the most amazing pressure on me and forcing more pre-cum out of my dick.
After a moment, you collect yourself. You sit up straight again, but leave your cock in me. Reaching down, you take my swollen, throbbing cock in your hand. With your fingertip, you rub it against the head, collecting some of my cum on your finger. Holding it up, you tell me, "No one said you could cum yet. But you'll be able to shortly." Finally, you slide your large cock from my ass. Running your hand on it, you admire the warmth it's picked up from being in me, as well as the smoothness of it from the lube and the juices in me. You step off the bed, and undo my leg restraint again. You order me back over, laying with my cock facing up. I roll over, and you secure both my legs up as they were before, and this time you've put a few pillows under me to lift my hips up a bit.
Slipping back under me, you reach forward and pull the gag off me. You give me a moment to stretch my jaw, and then let me know the reason for the gags removal. "Before when I was fucking you, it was for me. Now, it's for you, and I want to hear it," you tell me. I manage a half confused "What?" before you respond, "What? You didn't think I was done with your ass yet, did you?"
Laughing, you continue, "Of course not. I know how sensitive that little spot in your ass is, and I'm going to use it to make you cum so hard, you can't walk." With that, you position yourself, and reach down with a few fingers to feel my asshole. Nothing how loose it is now, and how easily your fingers slide in and out, you decide to try something. Moving forward, you guide your cock hands-free toward my ass, and smile gleefully as my ass hungrily accepts it, and it slips right in to the hilt with ease. "This will be easier than I thought," you tell me. You start slowing grinding your hips back and forth, letting most of the dick slide in and out of my ass at will. Your goal here isn't the mad, furious, ass-fucking you were after here. You are determined to put as much continued, heavy pressure on my most sensitive spot as you can, until my cock explodes with cum. You were going to try to do it with no contact on my dick whatsoever, but have decided against it. You are trying to make me cum as much and hard as you can, since you have something in mind.
Reaching down to take my cock in your hand, you start grinding a little harder and deeper. While you're at that, you've started stroking my dick with a firm grip, slowly working up and down my shaft. You're loving all the moans of pleasure coming from me, and the way I'm actively grinding against you to get more of your toy in me. You notice my breathing getting shorter and quicker, and I'm squirming around more, so you know I'm on my way to finally cumming after a night of torture, teasing, and orgasm denial. Picking up the pace with your hand, your turn to quick pumps of my cock, running your hand down the whole length of it. You've also started moving your cock around more, rotating your hips to move it around in me. Faster and faster you pump my cock, and fuck my ass, barreling me closer and closer to an orgasm. My breath quickens, and you know I'm close.
"Beg me to let you cum, slave," you order.
"Oh fuck, please Mistress. Please let me cum," I cry out. Satisfied at my urgent and pleading response, you pick up a thrusting motion, angling upward with your dick so that it hits my spot hard each time. You're also furiously pumping at my cock, unrelenting in your quest to get me to cum.
Suddenly, you feel me tense up tightly, raising my hips up sharply to thrust my cock into your hand. At the same time you hear me utter a "Oh God, I'm coming." At that moment, you stop thrusting, and clench your fist around the top of my dick. You can feel my cum shooting up through my dick, slowed down by your pressure, but it's building. Right at the perfect moment, you let go. My cum flies out of my cock with force, shooting up above me, before splattering back down on my stomach. Since it had been days since I'd cum last, and you'd been toying with me all night, it's nothing short of a massive load. My dick continues to erupt and twitch in your hand, spurting more and more cum out; it running down your hand and landing around my stomach and legs. Eventually it ceases, and I lay there, panting and exhausted. My entire body is shaking, my cock sensitive to the touch. And your toy cock is still wedged solidly in my ass, and when I came, you could feel my hole clench tightly and violently around your toy.
Giving me a moment to catch my breath, you survey your damage. I have cum everywhere. More than a large mouthful. "My, my. Quite the mess you've made. We're going to have to clean this up," you say observantly.
"Yes Mistress, I'll clean it up," I say through labored breaths, not aware of your meaning.
"Will you now? Such a good little pet. I'm glad you're offering to clean up your mess for me, but I would've made you do it anyways," you tell me. It's apparent to you I still haven't caught on, so you decide to make me learn. There's plenty of cum on your hand that was wrapped around my dick. With the other, you scoop up some of the larger drops. Leaning forward, you command me to open my mouth. I do, expecting the gag, your pussy, something. Acting before I can do anything, you pour your handful of my cum into my mouth. It takes me a moment to realize what it is, and as soon as I do, I try to get rid of it. You stop me by clamping your hand over my mouth. With a clean finger from the other hand, you lift up my blindfold and stare me in the eye with a look of cold determination.
"I told you," you say calmly, but sternly. "You're going to clean up your mess. You cleaned up mine, and you clean up yours. You are going to taste not only me, but the taste of your cum, so you can appreciate it when I do it. Now, open your mouth, and do not do anything with this." I glare at you in defiance before giving in reluctantly. I lay back on the pillow, and open my mouth; the little bit of cum you got in, resting there. You wipe up a little more with your clean hand, and wipe it into my mouth. Reaching back down, you scoop up the final parts, which is quite a load in itself. This time, you surprise me, and lick it off your hand. With a mouthful of my cum now, you close your eyes, tasting it, licking your hand clean and savoring it.
"Mmmm...you do taste good, don't you?" you manage to get out, keeping the cum in your mouth. Leaning down, inches from my mouth, you tilt your head so you can speak without losing any of the cum. "Now, I wouldn't want to deny you any of this. And it's your job to clean it up. Here you go." With that, you plant your lips on mine, firmly kissing me. With your tongue, you feed the rest of my cum to me. I can feel the large load sitting in my mouth, but I'm enjoying kissing you too much. After kissing me passionately for a few moments, you pull back, licking your lips.
"Enjoy that?" you ask. I nod my head. Noticing the remaining bit that's on your hand that was around my dick, you put your fingers on my lips, telling me, "Now now, be a good little slut and clean up all of your mess. Lick my fingers clean." I lift my head up, taking your fingers in my warm, wet mouth, and use my tongue to lick your fingers barren of any cum, which is a sensation that sends chills down your body. Once they are clean, you withdraw them. Looking down at me, you can see I've got quite a large mouthful of my own cum. Smiling, you tell me the final part.
"Now, you're almost done. But all that cum needs to go somewhere," you playfully taunt. Turning serious, you look me in the eyes. "With that being said," you say in a firm, no fucking around, tone, "swallow every last drop." The look in my eyes is nothing but pure disbelief. I shake my head. "Do it!" you command. Staring at you incredulously for another moment, I give in, accepting that your way is the only way. I swallow it, but it's such a huge, thick load, that it takes me a second to get it all. "Now, open your mouth and show your Mistress that it's all gone, like a good little bitch." I do, and upon seeing an empty mouth, you give off a squeal of delight again, and grab me to kiss me, thrilled at my humiliation and obedience.
"You've been such a good little pet tonight. You took it up the ass, made me cum, and cleaned up your mess. For that, you get your reward," you tell me, smiling and excited.
"Does that mean I finally get free?" I ask, almost pleading and begging. This makes you chuckle.
"No, of course not. You're still my little fuck toy. But now, you get to enjoy my pussy the right way!" With that being said, you throw a leg over me, and straddle me. "Are you ready? You know the rules. Make me cum, and don't you dare think of cumming without my permission. If you do, so help me, I'll sit right on your face and make you clean it out of me." I nod my head in understanding.
At that, you lower yourself down, grabbing my still hard cock, and guiding yourself down onto it. Once fully settled, you look at me, and give me a final order.
"Now lay back, and let me ride your dick. Oops, I mean, MY dick, since I own you now." No sooner are the words out of your mouth, you start sliding up and down my cock, riding it as hard as you can, into the night...
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