Please, Sir, may I have some more?
Tell me what to do. Put me on my knees and force me. Bind me, choke me. Fuck me-my mouth, my cunt, my ass. Hurt me. Rape me. Beat me. Use me. You have no idea how long it's been, for me. Since He left, and even in the leaving I yearned for the pain. So, please, invisible man, bring on the pain.
He heard me begging. And when he put the knife to my throat, I was frightened but not surprised. Hadn't this been what I wanted? Eyes closed, but with the blindfold they'd be no use anyway. Skin tingling, so sensitive to every breath of air as my clothes were carefully cut away. I was laying down, somewhere...the back of a van? That's the only thing that made sense. Naked and bound, I wait with a sort of terrified anticipation. But for oh, so long!, nothing but the wind on my exposed flesh. I lay there, arms above me, legs spread wide with my knees bent and my ankles somehow attached to my waist or my ass. The longer I wait, the more aroused I become. And then I've waited so long I don't even realize I've fallen asleep until I'm wakened by the simultaneous sting of the whip and climax of my orgasm. I'm screaming and I can't tell why, but I'm so overwhelmed by terror, excitement, climax, pain, I can't help but scream. The fingers are removed from my clit as the whip swishes through the air again, grabbing for the area the fingers had just vacated. Only a whimper this time. I hear a voice, two voices, telling each other what a dirty little whore I am, to be so drippingly wet. I open my mouth to protest but never get so much as a syllable out: a large, salty cock fills the conveniently gaping hole. As the man rocks back and forth, I feel his knees just below my armpits, his ass rising up and crashing down on my chest as he takes his pleasure with my mouth. Dirty little whore that I am, I lick, swallow, devour that cock with my lips and tongue, taking it as far as it can go, farther, until it's all in. The man fucking my mouth has yet to come when I feel another, larger man, kneel between my legs. This one gently explores my lower contours, touching with his hands first, then his tongue. I'm near ready to come again when the man on my chest abruptly pulls out of my mouth and slaps me so hard my ears ring. No sound after that, save for the ringing in my ears. The man between my legs using my way-too-obvious arousal to lubricate his own penis. I know this because of the way it keeps touching my thigh. As the first man returns to fucking my mouth, this second uses his cock to tease me, rubbing it against my swollen clit...
Too bad it's so late, or I wouldn't have to finish some other time...
Laters
He heard me begging. And when he put the knife to my throat, I was frightened but not surprised. Hadn't this been what I wanted? Eyes closed, but with the blindfold they'd be no use anyway. Skin tingling, so sensitive to every breath of air as my clothes were carefully cut away. I was laying down, somewhere...the back of a van? That's the only thing that made sense. Naked and bound, I wait with a sort of terrified anticipation. But for oh, so long!, nothing but the wind on my exposed flesh. I lay there, arms above me, legs spread wide with my knees bent and my ankles somehow attached to my waist or my ass. The longer I wait, the more aroused I become. And then I've waited so long I don't even realize I've fallen asleep until I'm wakened by the simultaneous sting of the whip and climax of my orgasm. I'm screaming and I can't tell why, but I'm so overwhelmed by terror, excitement, climax, pain, I can't help but scream. The fingers are removed from my clit as the whip swishes through the air again, grabbing for the area the fingers had just vacated. Only a whimper this time. I hear a voice, two voices, telling each other what a dirty little whore I am, to be so drippingly wet. I open my mouth to protest but never get so much as a syllable out: a large, salty cock fills the conveniently gaping hole. As the man rocks back and forth, I feel his knees just below my armpits, his ass rising up and crashing down on my chest as he takes his pleasure with my mouth. Dirty little whore that I am, I lick, swallow, devour that cock with my lips and tongue, taking it as far as it can go, farther, until it's all in. The man fucking my mouth has yet to come when I feel another, larger man, kneel between my legs. This one gently explores my lower contours, touching with his hands first, then his tongue. I'm near ready to come again when the man on my chest abruptly pulls out of my mouth and slaps me so hard my ears ring. No sound after that, save for the ringing in my ears. The man between my legs using my way-too-obvious arousal to lubricate his own penis. I know this because of the way it keeps touching my thigh. As the first man returns to fucking my mouth, this second uses his cock to tease me, rubbing it against my swollen clit...
Too bad it's so late, or I wouldn't have to finish some other time...
Laters
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