Lips @ MindSay

She tilted her head back slightly as he pushed to the back of her throat . . . As she took his full length she moaned softly, tilted her head and tightened her lips, then moaned a bit more as she felt his grip relax on her hair and his hand gently push her head further on his cock and slowly begin fucking her mouth.

Sensations flowed though her and she tightened around the plug and blushed at the thought of the creamy sight her wet cunt and ass would be to the others watching her mouth being fucked.  An increase of tension on the chain connecting the clips sent jolts through her nipples and her clit.  She relaxed her mouth briefly at the feeling and he slipped his cock from her mouth. She protested softly and felt a collar being fastened around her neck, with the chain draped over her shoulder and down her back. 

She lowered herself instinctively, putting her head on a pillow placed for her on the bed, spread her knees more, raised her ass and pushed her cunt out. She caught the sound of a woman’s soft moan from behind her and blushed again and felt her clit surge and she shuddered at the shame. Feeling his fingers open her labia wide then deeper, exposing her cunt, she shuddered again and came, wanting to, and hearing the woman moan again at her display. She whimpered and wrapped her arms around the pillow, and buried her face as a large glass dildo was slid into her cunt. She raised her face, took a long breath through her mouth and arched bowed her neck as it kept sliding further into her.

“Open my pet . . . open”

Shamelessly she raised her head again and pushed her cunt onto the dildo and felt it slide fully into her.  Her pulse quickened and she began moving and squirming feeling the texture of the dildo inside her . . . rocking her hips against his fingers caressing her labia, sliding between her thighs making her skin, and her cunt ache. She whimpered and pushed again . . . rocking forward she felt the dildo slide back, almost out of her. She tightened her cunt and felt the first hard thrust drive into her. She gasped at the sensation, and immediately rocked back against it. The crescendo of the thrusts sweetly tortured her clit, she raised herself up on all fours and matched the rhythm  and she could feel a wet flow down her thigh, she pressed hard against the thrusts and came hard, dropped down again beginning to just enjoy the fucking. A firm pull on the chain attached to her collar brought her head up immediately. She rose again on all fours as the dildo slammed into her and she fought the surge, cumming a moment later when the clip on her hood was pulled firmly, she gasped out loud and heard whispers of approval from ‘the others’ . . . spread her knees further apart and raised her cunt higher . . . feeling the clip being pinched as her reward . . . the pain sent shivers through her and she called out her master’s name . . . to the approval of the others.

She lost track of the moments and came again as her pussy ached.  Her knees weakened a bit and she was held up on all fours with a pull reminding her of the chain on her collar . . . She raised her head as erectly as she could and straightened her posture, showing her gratitude for her master’s attention.  The thrusts slowed and long pushes soothed her, and she felt her pulse race as he fingered her clit, removed the dildo and opened her for inspection . . . for all to see.

She held her breath as he gently tugged the chain attached between her legs. He pinched the tip and she whimpered at the pain and felt it blend with the syrup flowing from her cunt and gasped as he released the clip and pressed suddenly and hard on her clit.  The pain stabbed sharply and amplified the sweet ache of her clit and she came and was allowed to lie on her tummy and catch her breath . . .

A moment later, his arm slid under her and raised her ass again, she whimpered as she felt the glass plug being removed and took the pillow in her arms, resting for a moment until she felt the chain attached to her nipples send jolts through her . . . She took a deep breath and tried to relax, then felt his hands open her cheeks and knowing her ass was nicely opened and visible by removing her plug . . . She blushed and spread her knees further apart again  . . . and felt his cock push and stretch her ass . . . his fingers massaged her sore lips and clit and she called his name again as he pushed and the pain lubricated his cock.  She pushed again until he was fully inside her, then raised up again and arched her back . . . fixing her posture and turning her shoulders where he could reach her nipples easier. 

She heard the approving moan and smiled, acknowledging her audience and felt his cock push deeply into her ass. He fucked her ass slowly and deeply until she floated on the pain, the heat and the shame . . .  She felt his thrusts become faster and again turned her shoulders  . . . he quickly unsnapped the clips and pushed his cock hard and fast as he came.  The surge from the clips and feeling his cock throbbing sent another shiver through her. She collapsed on her pillow, and came as he slowly pushed and held his cock inside her . . . and whispered to her master.

He laid down next to her and drew her next to him. She felt his wet cock against her tummy . . . smiled and offered her mouth for a kiss . . .  He reached over and took her leg and raised it over his . . . Her cunt and ass would be exposed for the visual pleasure as her clit still throbbed. She nuzzled and kissed his neck and soaked in the sore satisfaction of the sex and the things she found so delicious . . . after a quiet moment she heard the door to the room open then softly latch . . .

 He slipped her blindfold off of her. She looked around the room and could not tell if anyone at all had been standing or sitting as they watched her being fucked and sucking his cock.  She looked into his eyes, then kissed him as he switched off the lights  . . . and giggled in the dark asking what he ordered for their room service dinner at 11:00 . . .

Wilshire Boulevard traffic moved erratically, but she arrived in Beverly Hills at the Polo Lounge in reasonable time. The valet opened her door, took her keys and left her standing at the curb.  A thought of the day before when she stood on the curb and took that first step  . . . walking to the building across the Third Street Promenade and putting her in his hands unconditionally came to mind . . .  and then the sweet fragrance of sex and the sting of pleasure, the helplessness. She took the step again and left choices behind her, perhaps forever, and thought only of responding to his next choice, his next need . . . 

She arched her back more. A split second later the second . . . third . . . fourth strikes hit her. She pushed her breasts out more and felt the harder bite, smiled and arched her neck back as the sensation covered her like a almost-too-hot shower.   A crescendo of warmth and pain flowed through her until she was immersed in anticipating each strike, eager for each jolt and hoping each would be sharper than the previous ones.  Four final firm strikes peaked, and as the flame became a sizzle she shuddered as his hand caressed her breasts and tested the clamps on her nipples.  

She opened her eyes as he drug the tresses across her tummy. Her breathing was deep, her eyes glazed and she moved more on her back and watched the first strike hit her thighs.  She was amused that she didn’t feel any sensation for a second, then the next strike and the next hit her labia sent an exquisite surge of pain through her thighs.  Then another.  As she anticipated the next strike, he paused. She quickly looked to him and whimpered and struggled against her restraints. The next strike landed again on her cunt and she gasped. 

He slid his fingers into her. She moaned again and raised her hips to his gentle pull of the clip as he tugged and rolled it between his fingers.  He pressed the fastener and she gasped again at the jolt and felt the wet flow surge from her.  She raised her head at the next two quick strikes and watched as he aimed the flogger directly on the clip.  The flare of heat warmed her again, the pain amplifying the surge that made her cum. 

She felt him spread her thighs open and roll her on her side, his fingers opening her lips and pulling on the clip.  A sharp jolt shot through her as he pressed on the tips of the clip . . . she opened herself as far as her restraints would let her and he finger fucked her until she shuddered . . .  He removed the clip and the sudden flow of blood sent a sensitive surge of pain and she came again.   Catching her breath she felt the warmth of the pain draining the energy from her and she twisted and shuddered at each stroke of his fingertips as he pet her and rubbed the palm of his hand across her tummy, then between her thighs.  It seemed her skin was sizzling and her thighs and pussy were soaked with her scent and she felt him slowly fucking her ass with the slick glass dildo.   The sensation soothed her and she whimpered as she felt the surge building again taking more of her energy. 

He lay down alongside her and took her in his arms. She felt his cock hard against her thighs and whispered to him as he kissed her neck and his hand grip her hair. He pulled her neck back, exposed her throat and slid his cock into her cunt.  Feeling him deep inside her she rubbed her breasts against his chest causing the clamps to twist her nipples, radiating a raw pain.  She bit her lip as he released her hair and pushed his cock harder into her, she gasped again when he suddenly released the nipple clips and bit her neck.

She boiled in the heat of pain, soreness and the pulse of her cunt. Her skin aching and soothed, painful and aroused . . . her nipples hardened again, her clit throbbed and she lost herself in the thrusts of his cock and the dildo in her ass . . . the soreness sweetened the blend of pain and passion and she again wished for the sweet stab of torment and shuddered again as the pain intensified and she came when it pierced her deepest.  She felt him push hard and strain against her and she moaned at the pulse of his cock and the sharp thrust in her ass.  

He came again and again and released her from her bindings when she whispered to him.  The soreness and ache soaked through her like a drug, her cunt dripping with their sex. She was exhausted and curled up next to him, sliding her leg between his  . . . She lay tucked in under him until she could catch her breath, then slowly pushed him on his back and took his slick wet cock in her mouth and sucked the tip and head until she felt it growing in her mouth . . . He held her head and ran his fingers through her hair as she sucked his cock and he came again. She swallowed his cum happily and curled again next to him in her spot . . . putting his hand on her collar and her hand over his heart . . . keeping him safe . . .

She measured minutes in breaths, seconds in heartbeats and tried to wait patiently. She tested her restraints again, unable to do much more than arch her back or spread her legs even more than they already were.  She whimpered and pouted and relaxed and let her legs open as much as possible, hoping he was looking at her cunt. 

She took a quick breath feeling the warmth of the palm of his hand on her tummy. She was focusing on him entering her cunt, sucking her nipples or sucking his cock.  His hand pressed lightly on her tummy and she breathed deeper and tried to relax, then sensing the moment she arched her back and pushed her nipples out.

"Very good my pet. That was what I wanted"

She whimpered again as she felt him suck her nipples, taking tiny bites and then warming them with his mouth and tongue. She again raised her hips, and again felt his hand immediately slide between her legs. He pet her lips and stroked her thighs with his fingertips. She moved but couldn't press against his fingers to push him inside her. She tried again to relax and counted her breaths.  She felt his hands push her knees further apart, sliding down to her thighs and then his fingers spreading her cunt wide, soft kisses and his tongue flickering over her clit.

She tried to relax as he slowly pushed a large lubricated dildo into her. She made a fist with her hand, relaxed and tried to open herself more. Its length seemed to push up into her belly and she moved her hips to take in more. She felt it stretching her and she moved her hips to the slow rhythm he moved it to and began to feel the warmth it was causing. She felt him again spread her cunt and then a sharp sting as he attached three clothes pins to her labia and hood. The cool room air on her cunt, the fullness of the dildo and the heat caused by the clothes pins were overwhelming her senses. He pushed the dildo firmly and deeply, pressed her clit and she cried out and came.

She pressed against the dildo again as he pushed then released the pressure. The clothespins caused a dull ache and throbbing in her cunt. The temperature in the room seemed to have raised quickly and without thinking she arched her back again and moved her hips.

"You learn quickly. There are only two realities with me, my pet. Arousal and intensity. There is no reward, but no punishment. Pleasure and pain become equal halves of your satisfaction. No fear but much anticipation. You will be equally giving pleasure and recieving it. Fucked and used for both our pleasure.  There will be no rest only endurance.

"What is your safe word?"

"Catch me"

She caught her breath and focused on the heat in her cunt and could feel how swollen she was as he petted her with his fingertips. He began sliding his fingers around the dildo, stretching her more and pulling slightly on the clothespins and the fire raged as the pain blended with the sweet ache of her clit. She raised her hips a tiny bit, pulling against the clothes pins, and held her breath, then feeling his warm, wet, palm on her tummy again. She took a breath in anticipation as he gently pinched her nipples, then moaned and bit her lip as he also put clothes pins on each. 

At the next breath as the pain from her nipples radiated to match the ache between her legs, she felt the sting of the tresses of a flogger over her breasts. The tiny bite seemed to calm and soothe her nipples and she held her breath for the next. A moment later the long leather tresses took tiny bites and she felt the heat begin to build.  Another moment and the bites were regular and she no longer felt the clothespins on her cunt or her nipples but felt the sting spread like bath water slightly too hot when you first stepped in. 

The pain quickly absorbed and soothing, but not allowing her to quite relax. She took a breath and settled under the attention of the flooger, when the next two strikes were firmer, hitting one nipple then the other, breaking the regular rhythm.  A long pause and she felt confused and suddenly flushed wondering what would happen next. She felt his hand on the inside of her thigh and then immediately the sting of the flogger. She gasped and arched her back and pushed her hips toward the pain, not from it. Three more fast firm strokes hit each thigh with the final blow firmly and squarely on her cunt.

There was a short pause, he worked the dildo and she felt the pressure and surge and twisted her hips against it. Five solid hits between her thighs, the last two on her cunt caused her to cum and scream out.  The flogger bit her nipples as he released the pins. The surge of blood and the stab of pain went again to her clit and she twisted against her restraints. He worked the dildo, pushing firmly against her clit and released another clothes pin from each labia, her hood, as she twisted and pushed back.

The heat and surge of pain and pleasure washed through her cunt and her brain, feeling no sensation of being bound or nude in the cool room but floating as the heat and the pain was the only relief she had when she came again. As she felt the surge pass, the ache was quiet but still there sorely inside her.  She came but was not satisfied, she was sore but her cunt felt empty, her nipples throbbed and she wanted more attention, not less. 

As the pain subsided, the heat did also and she immediately twisted and strained against her restraints and protested being left open and untouched. She felt his lips on her nipples and moaned at the pain and warmth. She whispered to him and felt him soothe her sore nipples, and then his hand slide between her thighs and open cunt. His fingers slid easily to where the dildo had opened her and she felt a warm wet flow as he explored and a surge as he pressed his fingertips deep inside her cunt. 

He moved his hand from her breast she obediently turned her head at his touch and opened her mouth. She first kissed the tip of his cock and licked the first few drops from him. He spread her cunt and pressed his thumb against her anus and she opened her mouth and sucked his cock as warmly as she could. She tried to move her hands and heard him laugh, turned her head a bit more and felt him push his cock further down her throat.

The heat, the ache begin to build again and she felt the soreness. She thought again of the pain and waited for it, hoped for it, anticipating the intensity. She tasted his flesh in her mouth and rolled her tongue over his cock as she sucked ...  and then moaned when he laid the new toy on her tummy and pressed her clit....

"What is your safe word, my sweet wet cunt?"

She moaned and sucked harder on his cock . . . waiting . . .