1 comments/ 27683 views/ 0 favorites PonyGirl By: ravageme The sound of the clock ticking was driving me nuts. It seemed liked 6:00pm would never get here. Master said he would meet me then. I was so ready for him. It had been over two weeks since we saw each other, not to mention the fact that he didn't call or email for 8 days (an agonizing punishment for upsetting him). I wanted tonight to be something a little special so he agreed to meet me at my office and NOT to book a room till he got here. I had told him I had "something up my sleeve" and wanted his permission to plan our night. I took one last look in the mirror and smiled. I lucked out and was having a good hair day, my French manicure was perfect, and the dress I had on slimming. I chose to wear the new one piece lace under my dress, hoping that the coral color would be pleasing to the eyes for Master. I knew he liked the style because of having the outfit in black but was hoping the lighter color would still be attractive to him. It was soft and comfortable as it brushed against my hard nipples and throbbing clit. Finally the Avalon pulled into the parking lot. I slowly walk to his car, giving him plenty of time to inspect my appearance. I stopped once to look to assure the seams running up the back of my stockings were straight. Instead of approaching the passenger side of the car, I stop at Master's door. He rolled down the window and I kissed him hard, ending the kiss with a nibble to his bottom lip. "God Master, I have missed you so much. Will you pop the trunk for my suitcase please?" Dropping the case in I peeked and saw he had his bag of "tricks" and smiled thinking about feeling his restraints and being flogged. "Master, with your permission, may I drive?" He opened the door and I slid in behind the wheel, both of us laughing about me not being able to touch the pedals because of the seat being so far back. "Where are you taking me princess?" "To dinner Master, you said we could go back to the Number 5 Restaurant, correct? I made reservations for 6:30." He smiled and patted the inside of my thigh. "You look so pretty patty. Good girl, Number 5 it is." The restaurant was quiet. The table was just as I asked, away from the others with candles burning. I ordered an apple martini for Master, and a glass of wine for me and began my confession to Master. "Sir, as I told you, I wanted to do something nice for you so we have a room booked already. I will drive us there and hopefully you will enjoy the night I have planned." I took his hand and kissed his fingertips. "Master, I hate being apart. My body craves your touch, the sting of your whip, the kiss of your flogger. I have not cum since we were together last and I feel like I will explode. You will take care of me? You have told me you will teach me, help me grow, remember?" Bowing my head and lowering my eyes my voice cracked with desire. "I need to be at your feet where I belong. To feel you stroke my hair. Master, I took extra time to shave your pussy nicely. And I am soaking my thong as we speak." Master sipped his drink and reached over and took my hands in his. Slowly he slid them down to my wrists and squeezed them. "Soon princess, now lets enjoy our meals." We ate and chatted like two long lost schoolmates, catching up on the things that took place when separated. The bill was paid and we walked to the car, hand in hand. "I'd still like to chauffeur you, ok?" Master smiled, "What are you up to? I walked around the car and opened his door. "Just want to give you a special night. You have given me so many". We drove to the hotel and I parked in the parking ramp. "Never been here before, this should be interesting." Master said. I opened the trunk and struggled with our bags. Master rushed to my rescue taking his and the toy bag and we entered the hotel. Entering the lobby Master began walking towards the front desk to check in. "Master?" I smiled and waved the room key at him. "It's this way!". We entered the elevator and as the door closed I reached up and kissed him playfully. "I love you so much I feel like I could scream!" He laughed and said "Now don't do that, what will the hotel guests think". We walked down the corridor and I slipped in the key to the door. The room was dimly lit and a couple of vanilla candles were burning on the coffee table. Sitting next to that was a bottle of wine chilling and two goblets. I took Master's hand and walked him into the room. "What do you think?" The room was two levels. On the main floor was a loveseat, coffee table, overstuffed chair, frig and in the corner was a hot tub encased in mirrors. Above was the loft with a king size bed. "This is beautiful princess". I took his hand and walked him up the stairs to the loft. On the bed, laid out, was my leather collar, flogger, nipple clamps, restraints, and a blindfold. On the night stand was a bottle of massage oil and a velvet towel. I kneeled at the foot of the bed and bowed my head. "This is all for you Master, I love you." He walked over to me and stroked my hair. "I love you too princess. Now how about I go get the wine and we drink a nice glass of wine before we start? I'll be right back." As he turned away I quickly removed my dress and dropped to slave greeting awaiting his return. "No prettier site as I have said many times", he said. "Come her princess and drink your wine while I talk to you". He patted the bed "Up here on the bed". I climbed up on the bed and sipped my wine as Master undressed and spoke. "You know you upset me last week don't you princess?" My heart dropped to my feet. "Yes Sir, but I tried to explain things to you. If you will give me a minute I will try again". "NO! I do not want to discuss the situation any longer." He blurted. "Give me your glass and remain quiet". I quickly handed the glass and tried to slow my racing heart for fear that he would hear the loud pounding it made. He sat on the end of the bed and motioned to his lap. "Come here now." I crawled over his lap and knew what was going to happen. Master knows I'm not much for spankings but I knew that a punishment was being given. Smack.. Smack.. Smack! I cried out. "I'm sorry Master." Smack, Smack Smack! "You will remain quiet until I am done. You will listen to me closely next time and understand my words. Correct? You will never upset me in this way again, will you pet?" He hand came down with another blow. Smack! I sobbed hysterically. I don't know which was worst, the pain of the spank or the pain in my heart knowing I disappointed Master. "Please Master, I have learned, honest." I wiped the tears from my face. Smack, Smack. "Very good, I am very happy you have learned your lesson baby" Master said as he began caressing the hot cheeks of my ass. "Now, up on the bed with you, on your back." I rolled over wincing from the pain as my ass pressed against the bed. Master slipped on the blindfold and wrapped my throat with my leather collar. "Time for me to pleasure myself using you. That is what your for isn't it?" My body shuddered at the thoughts of feeling his touch. "Oh yes Master, please. I have needed your touch for weeks. I was so scared you would not take me back. I will not disappoint you". Suddenly the pinch of clamps on my nipples came and I jumped as he dragged the flogger across my clean shaven cunt. "Your skin is so soft little one. I enjoy touching your body so much that I sometimes forget how nice it is to flog you." Snap! The flogger began kissing my skin. Snap! First my nipples, then my clit, my thighs and my shoulders. I wanted to scream out and beg to cum but I was so weak from crying that I could only lay and moan. Snap! Snap! "Your cunt is so pretty for me, opening like a little flower wanting to be admired" Suddenly the flogger disappeared and Master's fingers and tongue were playing with my "little rose" as Master calls it. "Ohhhhhhhhh, please Master I need to cum. Please?" He snickered and stopped licking my pussy. "Not yet , first my cunt will cry more tears of pleasure for me" and he began licking and sucking my wetness into his mouth. "Please Master, I need pain, please I need to cum". He yanked at my clamped nipples and pulled one off. "You will cum hard for me and when you are done you will bury my cock in your cunt and fuck me like the wild pony you are to me. You will NOT stop until I fill you full of my seed. Do you understand? You are NOT to stop fucking me till I cum" he said as he clipped my clit with the clamp. "Now cum slut!" And I felt my body explode. "Yes.. yes, aww Thank you Master" I moaned and laid to gather my senses. Before I had a chance to take a deep breath Master yanked my hair and pulled off the clamps. "On your knees like my good little pony girl." I climbed up on all fours and rocked backwards burying his cock deep inside me. Master took his leather belt and slipped it into my mouth and used it as reins. "Now fuck me pony" and he yanked back on the leather belt. I began bucking and rocking like a wild horse, the feel of the leather cutting into my mouth making me drool. I grunted and snorted fucking his cock with all my strength. Suddenly the leather slapped my ass. "Fuck me slut" and I arched and tried pushing his cock deeper into me. After what seemed like hours I heard the words I wanted "Yes, good, come on, almost there". Then suddenly a puddle of fire in my loins. Masters cum so hot and plentiful. I sighed. "Thank you Master." He stroked my hair .. or should I say mane "Good girl princess, now it's time for a relaxing trip to the jacuzzi. I'm going to wash you down and massage you. Just like a good trainer washes down and brushes his pony" He smiled and told me to close my eyes and open my mouth. I did as told and suddenly felt a sweet, crusty feeling in my mouth. "That is one of many sugar cubes you will earn .I love you princess." Ponygirl The young man approached, wearing leather shoes, a sportcoat, smoke trailing from the small cigar held between his thumb and index finger. He was a handsome man. And he was her master. Naomi was at least 15 years his senior, but for reasons that were mysterious to her he enjoyed her as much as some of his younger slaves, his 20 to 22-year-old playthings. When, months ago, he had first seen her on the auction block, he walked up and had a short discussion with the strict auction master. Desperate to get out of the reek auction-house, terrified that she would not be sold at all, she did everything she could to please him, shaking her tits, lifting a leg up and holding it against her chest, her foot above her head, to display her pussy for him. He chuckled mildly, idly fondled her pussy, and went back to the auction master to continue his negotiation. As he dragged her out of her stone stable stall (the stalls were in the basement, half-underground, of the student residences), he swatted her ass with his whip, folded in half. Most of the University students drove teams of petite, blonde or asian ponygirls prettily done up in latex or fabric tack. Her master went for a very different aesthetic. To begin with, he loved the whip, and Naomi's buttocks, the insides and backs of her thighs, her belly, and the undersides of her breasts still bore marks from lashes she had received months ago. She was always naked except for her high hoof-boots, the iron band that cinched her around her waist, and her rough leather harness. "How are you doing today, BigTits?" he asked. "Mmmmm, good, my young lordship," she smiled, thrusting out her huge tits. "I want to pull your cart, I'm your slave, I'm your ponybitch." He chuckled, leading her around to the front of the small dogcart. She never felt as much like an animal as when she was hitched to the cart. Her arms were bound behind her back, the tips of her fingers pointed upward, her wrists chained to the collar around her neck. This arrangement made her thrust her breasts out and apart, and they bounced horribly whenever she walked, trotted or ran anywhere. She had a big, oval ass. She pulled the ponycart, walking slowly, making sure her young master had a good view of her naked asshole. To do this, she bent forward slightly, spread her legs and thighs apart, and stuck her ass up and out. Her posture accentuated her breasts even more than her armbinder. It was slow for her to pull the cart this way, but she knew her master wasn't really interested in speed. Her pussy was shaved and waxed; she had tan lines from the thong she had worn while sunning herself over the previous week. She was in a state of total, mature obedience, trying to please her handsome master and put on the best show possible for him. He guided her gently with the reins as she retained her humiliating, lascivious posture throughout the short walk. He directed the cart beside the other ponycarts waiting at the main building. Some of the younger girls were hitched to the rail or immobilized with bondage gear, but she knew her master would use no such devices on her. He trusted her absolutely. He was distracted, in a rush to make his meeting with his tutor -- he unhitched her from the ponycart, issued her the curt instruction to wait until he was done. She knew there was only one position acceptable to him, and assumed it immediately. She was to fold her legs under her and press her chest down, as far as it would go, until her massive breasts were squeezed from the compression against the top of her thighs. Her arms were still bound together, tightly, behind her back. Her hair touched the floor. It was an uncomfortable, submissive position, and she knew not to move or lift her eyes until ordered to, by her master or one of his classmates. She would wait, happily, in patient devotion to her master, the juices in her pussy building in anticipation of the young man's eventual and sudden return. When he emerged from the building hours later, her knees and back ached from holding the humiliating position. The first sign he was done was a swift kick in the ass. "All fours, whore," he said. He was obviously in a hurry to get home, and, seeing how his whip hand twitched, Naomi tried her hardest to be good. Ponygirl Ranch Thanks to RickES for editing my story. I dream of having a ranch one day. One with huge acreage, animals, a nice house and stables. Only this wouldn't be any ordinary ranch. This ranch would be different because, instead of having the stables filled with horses, my stables would be filled with women. That's right, filled with women, on their knees waiting and hoping that their owner will choose to use them today. In the stables, women would be organized according to class. Skinny, flat tittied bitches would be furthest from the entrance, while hot, toned, big tittied girls(my filly's) would be nearest the entrance. Girls would wear a thong and nothing else. This way their owner, me, can scope out their lush titties as they hang down while on all fours. The ranch would have many fun activities. Girls would pull my friends and I around in carts all throughout the ranch. Girls would be measured, pranced, and trotted and made to compete in dozens of competitions. At the end of the day, the girl who performs the best would be awarded the "Best in Show" medal and would wear the medal around her neck. Girls are extremely motivated to win the "Best in Show" medal because winning the medal ensures that you will be used tonight. This is many females only hope to get used, especially the skinny, flat tittied girls, or overweight girls because seldom does their owner go out to the stables to fetch a skinny flat tittied bitch, or an overweight girl. Not only will "Best in Show" get to be used by her Master, but she will also get to eat a hot meal and spend the night in the house, which is another very motivating factor considering sleeping out in the cold stables on the floor in nothing but a thong is not the best way to spend a night. The ranch as I mentioned would be huge so girls would be taken on long excursions. When tired girls would be walked to a nearby stream to drink. Sometimes girls would be ridden bareback for fun but mostly girls would be harnessed to carts and made to pull. There would be many sized carts as well. Single carts which could be pulled by only one girl, but also big carts which would need to be pulled by 8 or more girls. I would always have a long whip with me and whip any filly who wasn't pulling her weight right on the ass. The bigger carts would be the best. What a delight being pulled by 8 or more pussy's at the same time. Getting to watch over in the cart as 8 girls pulled you and your friends in nothing but a thong and a little ponygirl gear. Their titties flopping all over the place as they hang down moving back and forth, their sexy ass cheeks all over the place as well. I was thinking branding my girls might be a nice touch as well, you know how cattle ranchers brand their cattle so that other ranchers don't get confused and take their cattle by mistake but that might be a bit much. Maybe a small tattoo would be better. A small tattoo of the ranch's insignia right on all my girl's asses to signify who their little asses belong to. Maybe with the words "Sodapop Ranch" around it or "Sodapop Filly". For those who aren't familiar with the term, a filly is a young female horse. Yes a tattoo would be a great touch. From then on everywhere one of my girls went she would always be conscious of the marking on her ass and who her ass belonged to. Anytime she went to the beach and wore a bathing suit her tattoo would be visible for all to see. Perhaps more then one tattoo is an even better idea, so that her insignia is not only displayed when she is naked, in underwear or in a bikini, but so that it is always on display. The back of the calf would be a good place for a second tattoo. This way everywhere she goes, her marking will be seen. At work, at dinner, everywhere. People would always be asking "Can I see your tattoo?" , "What is your tattoo of?" and she would have to tell or if too embarrassed, she would have to make up a story of what it actually meant. Yes, this would surely be some ranch. I think just as fun as having the ranch, would be finding the girls to fill the stables. Ponygirl's Kinky Dream I wake up to the sound of the door opening. Footsteps sound faint, as if I'm in a larger room. I can feel the cold steel of the cuffs around my wrists and ankles, holding me standing. I shiver as the cold air brushes over my nude body. My eyes, covered with a fur lined mask, twitch as I search for him. He moves about the room, gathering his tools of pleasure... And pain I'm sure. Thinking on this makes my body ache from the remembered bruises of our last session. I move my head from side to side, trying to listen for you as everything seems drowned out by my breathing. I moan loudly as clamps are placed on my nipples one at a time. Pulling on the chains holding me, I try to stretch on to my toes, trying to feel his touch on my burning skin. Pouting as he pulls away, tugging softly on each clamp as he moves. I shake my chains in frustration. Only to yelp in surprise as the falls of the whip land across my tormented nipples. I try to pull back, away from the sudden pain. I squirm, moaning with each hit across my breasts, stomach, and legs. My pussy is wet despite my pain. It stops. Gasping for air as weights are added to my clamps. One, then two. He runs his hand down the side of my breast, past my navel, further to cup my warm wet pussy. I shudder in pleasure, rocking my hips without shame against his hand. He pinches my clit before pulling away again. I let the thought of begging for his touch run through my head, but shake it away, knowing that begging will only lead to more torment. He slips two fingers into my wetness, rubbing firmly against my g-spot. Quickly as it started, he stops, leaving me panting and moaning in my need for release. I go still as I feel his hands on my ass, spreading it open wide with one hand. The other rubbing a cool cream into my tight hole. Working his finger and the cream deep into my ass. He works it in and out a few times before adding more cream, working a second one in with the first. I moan softly, pushing back as much as the cuffs allow. He pulls his fingers out slowly, slapping my ass firmly as I whimper my feelings of emptiness. My body shakes with need, wetness starting to shine on my inner thighs. The weights on my nipples swaying from side to side as I try to catch my breath. I groan as he pushes a slender plug into my ass. Shivering, he uncuffs my wrists, bending me forward, over the back of a chair, cuffing my wrists to the underside of the chair. I know he installed them just for me. I hold onto the legs tightly waiting for the first blow to my filled ass. Hours seem to pass, in what I know can only be a hand full of minutes. I wait, the silence dragging on... Then the sting of a leather paddle with the word 'slut' carved out on one side and 'pain' on the other. I scream, knowing this is what he wants from me. My pain flowing out with every scream, moan and sob. I can feel my juices running down my legs before he's close to done. I moan loudly as he gives my bottom one last swat, right across the base of the plug. I shake as my body enters into a complete state of submission. Moaning as he runs just the tips of his fingers over my tender bottom. He moves around to the front if me, still trailing his fingers over my sensitive flesh, pulling firmly on the nipple clamps before brushing his thumb over my quivering bottom lip. He pulls away to replace his thumb with a rubber bit gag. I moan loudly as its locked into place behind my head. He moves back, behind me, pinching the red marks on my ass, making me squirm over the back if the chair. He pulls away, I can feel his eyes on my wet pussy, watching it twitch with need for his touch. I shift on my feet trying to hear where he could be, the only sound is our breathing. I moan just to break the silence, humping the air, hoping to get any reaction from him. Suddenly I feel his hand brush over my back, down my ass to my quivering cunt, slowly pushing one than two into my warmth. He pinches my clit with his other hand, keeping me just on the edge of release. I whimper and moan behind the gag, moving my hips wildly with desperation. Just as I feel my pussy start to ripple around his fingers, they are gone. I scream out my anger over this new denial, whimpering as I hear him chuckle over my pain. I throw my head from side to side, rolling my shoulders as best I can in this bent over position. I feel him move closer as I shudder. The chains making a soft clink against each other. We both moan loudly as he finally gives me what I crave the most, sinking his hard cock slowly into me. The plug in my ass causing me to be tighter than normal. We are both breathing hard as he hits bottom. I rock my hips as he pulls out to just the tip, slamming back in as he sets the rhythm of our bodies against each other. I'm screaming and bucking as he uses me hard. Pounding into my pussy, over an over. He reaches down an tangles his fingers in my shoulder length hair, pulling my body away from the chair backing, forcing his cock harder into me. I grunt as this pushes him into a new angle suddenly. He slows his thrusts, rubbing just the tip if his penis back and forth over my g-spot. Edging me closer and closer to that bliss full release. He spanks my ass, giving me that small bit if pain I need to get the rest of the way there. I scream, pushing back onto his cock, cumming as he starts pounding my pussy again, not letting my body relax, he keeps up his new pace,. Only to slam into me as he cums, filling me with his seed. He rubs my ass as he pulls out, walking away to clean up. Leaving me stuffed and tied over the chair. Ponygirl's Kinky Dream Ch. 02 I wake, not sure how long I have been out this time. You have untied me from over the chair and laid me on the bed. As I sit up I can smell the fruit and toast that You have left out for me, smiling I brush aside the light sheet You had covered me in, not caring that I am still naked aside from my ankle and wrist cuffs. I move over to the table where You have set up had my breakfast. I smile at Your care for me, my toast has been cut into triangles the way You know I like it. I stand, knowing the chair isn't meant for me, even when Your not here, and start nibbling on a lightly buttered wedge I look at the chair, blushing softly as I think about how You used me so thoroughly. I jump, snapped back to the now as I hear that door open. I stay still knowing You will punish me if I speak. I start to kneel as you shut the door and walk closer, moving my hands behind my back for You to cuff as I know You want me to. I shiver as you cuff my wrists together before sitting in the chair. You ruffle my hair before holding out a piece of strawberry for me, I blush softly as I lean forward to continue my breakfast. I glance out of the corner of my eye and notice You have shoes on and and find myself sad to know You will be going out. You slowly feed me small pieces of grapefruit and bananas as well as more strawberries and toast until You have fed it all to me. You use a damp cloth to wipe my lips and brush any crumbs from my body. I stand slowly as You walk over to the closet, opening it and waiting for me to follow. I follow You, excited for what You must be planning for this trip out. As You position me in the closet with my legs spread wide. I watch as You leave to go gather more to get me ready. You walk back, carrying a medium plug with a soft tail hanging from the center, a bit of thinner string, blindfold, leash and collar. I whimper loudly as You slip the blindfold over my head and cover my eyes completely. You swat my ass for making such a noise before You slip a finger into my tight pussy. I moan happily as You finger me slow and deep for a few moments before You slip your fingers out and tease my anal opening, spreading my pussy juices around for lube before pushing Your finger in to just the first knuckle. You slowly tease Your finger in and out, working your way deeper. I tremble as I try to keep still for You, pouting when you pull your finger out, walking away for a moment. I jump slightly when I feel the cold chill of the glass plug, You had purchased last week for me, against my tight hole. You push it steadily into me making me gasp with shocked pleasure at the cold as its pushed fully in.I whine softly at having it pushed in all at once. I stand there panting trying to adjust to the fullness as You move away, letting the tail hang from the plug to brush the back of my legs. I had just gotten my breath under control when You reach out and grip my nipples tightly, twisting them back and forth, making them nice and hard. I'm shivering with desire You pluck each nipple, laughing softly You step back and grab the string off the table before tying a loose slip knot around each of my throbbing nipples. You then pull the string up to a hook above my head, forcing me to rise to my toes to keep the string from tightening to much. I can hear the rattle of the leash and collar as You grab it off the table. I smile as You place it snugly about my neck before tying the leash back behind me using the coat rail. This has the pleasing effect of forcing me to arch my back to keep from choking, but not enough to force me off balance. You pat my ass before stepping back to admire Your handy work for a moment or two. You kiss me with all Your pent up hunger for me before moving away again. I whimper as I hear you close the door, not wanting you to leave me in the dark, but trusting You to keep me safe always. I try to relax and enjoy the torment You have so deviously devised for me this time. I sway slightly from foot to foot trying, and failing, to keep the string lose. I can feel the plug in my ass starting to warm, making my pussy drip with need to be used and filled. The shifting from foot to foot making the plug seem larger I whimper softly as my calf's are starting to begin to ache, I know soon I will end up pulling the sting taunt before You get back to release me. I start to sweat with the effort of keeping my nipples from more torment. I can feel the tail brushing the backs of my legs as I struggle, and the pull on my collar as I move, trying to get closer to the hook holding the string of my torment. I'm so lost in my own world of pain and pleasure that I haven't heard or noticed your presence at the door of the closet. You smile as you watch me squirm and moan in a world of Your making. I can feel the tail brushing the backs of my legs as I struggle, I lower my calf's slightly trying to gain a bit of relief . I can feel the pull on my collar as I step forward, hoping that this will gain me some slack on my aching breasts. Not realizing yet that the loops have been pulled just about closed on my poor buds, I lower my calf's a bit more, letting my heels hit the floor before my mistake dawns on me. I squeal loudly as the string reaches its limits and tightens the rest of the way, cutting blood flow off fully now. I dance around, much to your delight, moaning loudly, hoping that you are close enough to hear my plight. You reach out with both hands to and brush Your palms across my swollen nipples, making me scream as I realize You are there, and must have been for a few moments at least. I blush as I think about how I had behaved thinking no one could see me. You take first my right nipple into Your mouth, sucking softly to help coax my nipple free of the string, making me mew with pleasure at the feeling of being suckled so lightly. You move Your head back, letting my nipple pop free as You move to my left side. I squirm, wishing I could hold Your head to me to make it last longer as You step back again. I rest back on my feet as I wait for Your next move. I scream as You slam Your cock home in my tight cunt from behind, made tighter still by the plug still in my ass. You wait for me to moan softly, my signal that I've become used to being stretched by Your massive tool. You grab my shoulders tightly as You start to pound in and out of me. I squeal as You push me over the edge and cum all over Your cock, my body trying to squeeze down around You as You pull out. You grab the base of the tail plug and pull it out quickly, my poor hole left to gape slightly at the sudden exit. I whimper softly as I wait. Moaning loudly as You start to push Your thicker member into my loosened ass. You move slowly in and out with just the tip, making me feel every millimeter of Your conquest over my tightest hole. I breath slowly, keeping my body relaxed for You. I push back slightly, trying to help You work into me faster. You chuckle at my eagerness to be impaled upon Your cock.I gasp as You push half way in, making my ass burn slightly at suddenly being so filled. You reach around to the front of me, pinching both of my still sore nipples tightly and twist them, shoving the rest of Your cock into me, making me scream as you posses my last hole. I'm grateful for the month long daily plugging at this point, knowing it bit could have been so much more painful. You wait for me to nod my head before You start to slowly pull out till just the head remains inside of my hole. I can feel You rubbing something along Your shaft before You start to push back in. I purr happily as I realize You lubed the shaft for my benefit. You push my shoulders forward slightly so You can watch as You work Your way back in. I can't help but moan loudly as I'm once again filled . You keep this slow pace enjoying the way it torments me, causing me to push back onto Your cock. You pull Your hips back before I can force more than an inch of Your cock into me. I squeal my frustration as You hold my hips still before continuing with pushing slowly into my ass. Once your full embedded You move Your hands to my breasts, biting my neck, causing me to buck under Your tight hold of my body. You moan against my neck as You start to thrust about half of Your cock in and out of my now needy asshole. Slamming home roughly each time you start to pinch my nipples between Your knuckles as You still cup my breasts in Your warm hands. I'm screaming now, so close to release as You tease my over stimulated flesh. Swiftly You pull out of me, removing Your hands from my body at the same time. I sway weakly as I whimper my need, feeling the loss of Your cock and touch keenly, before I can drop to the floor You've caught me behind my knees, forcing me to fall back against Your chest, with my arms still cuffed between us. My dripping pussy feels the cold first as you take us out onto the balcony. I whimper softly as You set my feet down on the rough cement, worried about who can see us , I try to curl back into Your arms. I pout as You push me forward, chuckling at my sudden shyness, bending me so my breasts are forced over the balcony rail. You grab a pair of nipple clamps from beside me, without my knowing, You had placed them there this afternoon. Moaning as You use the rail bar to clip the chain around. You slap my ass hard four or five times, watching me jerk and jump, moaning loudly as my nipple and ass are abused. My ass has a nice warmth to it as You push Your dick back into my asshole, pushing in hard and fast, You set a quick tempo, causing me to jerk and jump under the assault. You can tell I am close when i start to push back against Your inward thrusts, pulling on the chain holding my nipples. You reach a hand down and pinch my clit hard, forcing me to cum with Your cock fully seated in my ass. I can feel my ass rippling around your cock as if trying to suck the cum out of Your cock. I'm a sweaty moaning blindfolded mess when my body finally stops jerking against You. Grabbing my hips You slam in and out five more times before pushing all the way in to make sure the deepest parts of my tender hole are lined with Your cum as You fill me up. I groan as You step back, Your softening cock popping free of my now stretched hole. You kiss my neck as You help me to stand straight again. Un-cuffing my arms You massage the stiffness out of my shoulders before leading me still blindfolded back into the warmth of the house, laying me down on the bed before curling around me. You rub Your hands slowly over me, calming my over worked nerves. I moan softly as I drift back to sleep, knowing our time together is drawing to a close...