0 comments/ 36497 views/ 4 favorites Tied & Tried By: CND "I see you my child, yet you do not see me." The darkness of the dungeon could eat away the bravest of souls, and the night vision camera was recording each passing moment as I observed you in the green monitor. Your body secured to the metal frame, your long slender legs spread slightly, ankles strapped with leather bonds, your fingers almost touching the floor on the other side of the midsection bar that held your body is a inverse V shape. Your body stretched and secured, graceful and erotic. You wanted this, you needed this, yet in all your desires you were unable to know what I had planned for you. Only I knew that you would leave with one of two emotions buried in your heart forever. With either endless love or eternal disgust, but regardless what you would feel when that final bond was undone, you'd never hate me for the memories. I continued to watch you, looking at the genius gadget secured in your hair. The secure grip that allowed me to pull your head back with a rope, yet at the same time leaving your hair to tickle your back and shoulders. I knew I would enjoy your mouth many times before you'd even be able to move your head, knowing you'd have plenty of chances to scream out the frustration before all would end. There was time, plenty of time. No one had to rush, least of all you, because where would you go, what movement could you execute and what good would it all do? I looked at the screen one final time, before I stood up and walked away, each step included in a ceremonial ritual. I was ready to meet you, just as you had been ready to meet me for several hours. The darkness of the basement was always so peaceful to me. Never once had I felt any fears towards them. I reached for the control panel and pressed a single button forcing the darkness away with a small pale red light over your body. I knew you wouldn't see the light, but feel the rays over your naked back. I continued to watch you, while the rays became apparent to you and I could hear your breath quickening as your mind began to realize that you were no longer alone in the room. With silent steps I moved to your left side enjoying the spectacular view of your glorious body at my will, the naked skin flooded by the warm red light, and the aura of steam around you. "I have been watching you, little one, does that make you feel special?" Listening to your breath, noticing how you try to move in your bonds, unable to do so and yet again, for an uncounted time surrendering to the bonds, trying to nod, yet not capable of moving your head much you finally whisper with a weak silent voice. "Yes." Placing one fingertip on your lower back, pushing it into your skin just enough to reach the nerve centre, you surprise yourself with a intense scream, before you answer again. "Yes, Master, yes I do feel special." Caressing your hip briefly. "Don't be, because you're not. You're not special, you're a peasant in my kingdom, a piece of worthless filth." I pick up my first tool of torment from the table standing some distance away, and moving behind you. Your body betraying you as I see the fading lines of juices that slide down your thigh. You were probably waiting for me to claim you, probably had time to think up so many ways that even I would be surprised, yet that was all good. I placed the feather I had in my hand against the sole of your left foot, noticing the immediate reaction to it. Continuing the circular motion, noticing your struggle against your bonds, but the metal structure and leather bonds holding you still. Without a word I continued to lightly brush up and down, listening to your silent moaning as your will breaks in my presence. I moved closer to you, smacking the palm of my free hand against your defenceless cheeks, the blow being so hard that a print of my hand remained for a few seconds before fading. I can hear your breath, hot as the desert wind echoing in the silent room, and once more your body betrayed you by leaking out the juices of your femininity. The knowledge that your body is in fever from the uncertainty, the intimacy and the conflict of independence and belonging just makes my motions more targeted. Your weak voice coming from the depth of your chest, your unheard scream through your desert dry breath, all clinging to the need of being lost in another persons will. I expected it, and it was instantly there, the wish to move away as the flogger landed on your glittering pussy. The ribbons of black leather, covering each part of your womanhood with a heavy, yet not instantly painful, blow. Each blow moving slightly further up towards your eagerly awaiting ass, yet not stopping there. Each blow covering a new untouched part of your skin, moving over your back until the red lines across your skin is apparent even in the red light. Stand at your side, seeing the first tears running from your eyes, and the wish to make them stop or lower your head, but unable to do so being tied by your hair. I place my finger on your cheek, wiping away the tear, and by doing so acknowledging it's presence. Walking around you, silently, then raising the flogger again and again, knowing that your back is now just as burning as it is red. Your silence is admirable, yet I know that all you want to do is to scream. I moving to your face with my own naked gender, placing the tip of my erect cock against your lips, and slowly beginning to brush my head against your dry lips. You try to reach out to wrap your lips around me, finally to stretch out your tongue, moaning loudly as you taste me for the first time. I move my hips against you, feeling your warm mouth wrapped around my hard manhood, feeling your tongue moving underneath the thick head. I forcefully place the flogger over your butt down your left thigh, whispering close to your ear. "I didn't say you could lick. I didn't say you could even move a muscle." Feeling how your mouth relaxes around my cock, I remain still so you can taste the salty skin of my cock in your mouth. The flogger caressing your back, letting time pass until I feel once more your tongue move in reflex. Knowing your deepest desire is to show me how extremely talented you are with your mouth, but without giving you any such permission, I begin to rock back and forth on your tongue. Teasing us both for a few silent seconds, before I command you. "Come on, little one, caress your Master with your mouth." Instantly I feel how your lips are sealed around the shaft, your tongue flickering over my head, as more tears run down your cheeks. You're so good, yet with the flogger I push you further, slapping your naked butt. Your talents are truly blessed, feeling how your tongue is dancing around the tip of my cock, sometimes trying to penetrate the whole at the top. Your lips squeezing franticly around the shaft, sucking me into you. Leaning forward, I feel myself sliding further in, enjoying your talents, your desires to please and taking advantage of that. Your grace is glorious, your high raised behind lays open before my eyes, lifting up a small piece of warm plastic, and caressing your lower back with it. "This will make you go wild, make you laugh and cry at the same time, loose will and gain strength but most importantly it'll recreate your desires for the rest of your life." Your wicked little tongue continues even though you know the my words are true, you will not be the same when you see the next daylight rise. I move the piece closer to your butt, lubricating the entrance with some gel at the tip of the piece before forcing it into you. I hear you moan in surprise as the butt plug comes in place, and I bring the pump into my hand. Your magical tongue has come to a halt, but your whisper triggers it again. "Each time you stop, this will happen." I squeeze the pump, knowing that the butt plug will be filled with a little bit more air, causing it to widen. "You want me to pump it up until you split in two?" The nervous response give me a reason to squeeze again. I hear you gasping for air around my cock before you continue with the only thing that can save your ass. Your intensity increases, almost going greedy, and I enjoy each passion moment. Your mouth gives me such pleasure in your tied up position, and as I approach the edge, I begin to rock against your mouth. Your lips still tightly sealed around my shaft feels so good. I let the flogger repeatedly land on your red cheeks and in my own excitement I squeeze the pump once more. I feel your breath covering my cock as your anal is forced wider, enjoying your greedy lips as I reach for the metal bars, pushing myself deeply into your mouth, feeling how you continue to tease my cock as I hold at the edge, enjoying the feeling and then look down to see your hair and face against my stomach. "Don't you dare spill a drop." Before you have time to react, the first shower covers the back of your throat, followed by loads and loads, I hear you moan with your mouth full, and the depth of my pleasure is for a moment all that exists. I withdraw from your mouth, walking away from you, leaving you all alone, leaving the red light on. After another 45 minutes I return, seeing your body in the same locked position, and I move close to your ear. "Do you think you're worthy of having my cock inside your tight pussy? Do you think you deserve that by pleasing me?" Your reply is immediate and truthful, yet in that sense it might not be the most thoughtful reply you could give. "Yes, Master, please." I stand up, stand before you, unhooking your hair from the bonds, commanding you to make me hard again. Your increased range of motion permitting you to caress and lick me vigorously. Holding your head between my hands, I begin to rock back and forth into your mouth. With a simple maneuver I release all the air from the butt plug, noticing how it falls deeper inside you as its size is decreased. I remove it with a quick pull, and watch your butt open. I walk around you, placing my cock against your red hot pussy, and hearing your pleads as I rub myself against your eager clit. You wiggle your hips before me, and I ask again. "You really think you are worthy of pleasing my manhood with your tight silk walls?" You nod, and as you do, I place my cock against your ass instead, hearing your breath get rapid as you understand the consequences. I let my cock guide it's way into your rear path, feeling the tightening of your muscles around it, and when I reach the bottom, I stand still allowing you to adjust to the feeling, but not more then the time it takes me to grab the metal bars and then I begin to forcefully fuck you, feeling my balls slapping your pussy with each thrust. "Your pussy is not worthy of your Masters cock, so I'm claiming your virgin butt." I see how your body begins to shake, as you reach a new unfamiliar sensation, not knowing whether it's pain or pleasure you feel, you scream out in fear of your own emotions. Your ass bringing me closer and closer to the edge, but I withdraw in time. Your ass has not received all the intended attention, and I insert the butt plug again, pumping it up to hold you open, as I place a single kiss on the back of your thigh. I see your body shaking in the bonds. "In the future you'll only be able to reach peaks by having a cock or a vibrator in your ass, nothing else will allow you to peak at all. Your orgasms will be locked, and the key will be something in your ass." You begins to cry, and I continue. "The center of your orgasm will be your ass, and the most intense orgasms will be to feel a cock shooting into your ass, it will trigger your highest peaks and you will not want anything else." I move to your butt again, removing the plug and placing my cock against your open temple gate, and I watch as your muscles begin to work, as if you're nibbling me to come in, and I push my hips against yours, rocking against you again, filling your rear up with the fullness of me, and your voice gets louder as you begin to chant. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes" Over again each time I reach your innermost areas of your rectum. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes" "All that you need, all you need, all." Unlocking your left hand, with a tug of a rope, and I see how you reach for your clit, and scream out even louder. "YES, YES, YES, YES, YES" Noticing how you get closer to your peak, I withdraw from your ass, leaving you empty and you continue to furiously attack your clit, unable to stop, only wanting to come, but I see frustration in your eyes, hear it in your voice as you realize that you've become what I told you would become, and you stop crying out. I remove your bonds, lift you up and carry you to a table where I place you on your back. "Masturbate for me." My command is short but you can not disobey me, so your fingers return to your clit, against pushing you towards an orgasm you can't reach and soon you cry out in agony. "Please Master, help me, I'm burning up inside." I smile, knowing exactly where I have you, I move to your beautiful face against, and while you continue to please and torture yourself, I begin to stroke my cock before your eyes. "Would you want this in your burning hot pussy?" Your eyes are on fire, as you plead. "No Master, in my ass, please, in my ass, I want you in my ass, I need it. Oh pleeassseeeee." The sweetness of you laying before me, the sweetness of knowing that I have driven you to this is a kick, and I command you to suck me dry, to drink my creme and swallow every drop of it. Your lips seal behind the cock head, and once more I feel your demanding cock-teasing tongue drive me over the edge, and I shoot white loads of thick creme into your mouth, over and over again, noticing your eyes flash with each powerful shoot down your throat. "You have done well, little one." I walk to the door, hearing you pleading for relief, and I turn a switch, highlighting a chair in a dark corner. "Go sit down, little one." You stand up on unsteady legs, walking closer until I hear you speak. "Oh God." Sitting down quickly I hear the wooden extension of the seat slip into your lubricated loose ass and I hear you scream out your orgasm as I close the door, walking straight for the front gate, to the waiting car and I drive off, knowing that you'll praise and curse this day, knowing that you will reach peaks over and over again with the chair that is the only memorial I leave behind. Tied & Tried I laid there on our bed, cursing the morning sun as it broke through the curtains and onto my face. My blonde hair was strewn about the pillows as I opened one eye, squinting, to check my watch. “Fuck me, it’s only 8:30!” I rolled over, pulling the blanket over my head to drown out the sunlight. My boyfriend and I had just moved in together and I was getting used to his early morning routine. I heard him move from one end of the room to the other before he came over to the bed. He slowly pulled the blanket down and kissed my cheek as he stroked my hair. “Morning cutie,” he said softly, causing a smile to break my lips. I rolled over on my back and gave in to the light. “Hi,” I said; my everyday response. I noticed that he was not yet dressed for work. “You calling in sick to spend the day with me?” “Well, I have plans for us today,” he said, a sly grin on his face. “Why don’t you get in the shower and we will go from there.” I threw the covers back, getting up slowly as I proceeded to walk naked to the bathroom. “Hey, cutie!” He called as the shower started running. “The shower head is off limits this morning. I want to save some of that for later!” I growled as I put my hand into the stream of water. It wasn’t hot yet, so I sat there for a minute, curious of his intentions. Why the hell was the showerhead off limits? What were his plans? Dammit. He knew I liked to masturbate first thing in the morning! Hell, that’s why we got the removable, pulsating showerhead. It was my favorite addition to the new apartment. I took my time in the hot water that morning. If he was going to take my showerhead from me, then I would surely make him wait. It’s not that I wanted to be stubborn, but I sure as shit wasn’t going to give him the pleasure. I grinned as I thought this to myself when I noticed him leaning against the bathroom wall. I had no idea how long he had been there and when he started smiling, I decided to put on a show for him. I got my poofy washing thing all soaped up and put one of my long legs up on the stool. I slowly worked the lather from my ankles, and up to my stomach, pausing briefly as I got between my legs. I used one hand to hold the poof and the other started slowly rubbing my pussy as I let my head fall back. The water ran down the front of my neck and washed all the soap from the front of my body as I looked over at his reaction. I saw him touch the front of those damn cute boxer briefs and noticed his dick was getting hard. I was enjoying this. I turned my back to him and reached around to wash myself from behind. I put one hand on the wall to brace myself and ran the poof from the top of my pussy and back to my ass. I giggled when I saw that he had freed his cock and was stroking it is he watched my little show. As I let the water clean the soap from my body, I felt a cold gush of air as the shower door opened. He reached in and turned the water off as he handed me two towels. I turned to face him, a feigned expression of shock on my face and he pulled me out of the shower. “You think you’re cute, huh?” He husked at me as he held my face in his hands. “I want you to dry off and lay your naked ass on the bed while I go in the living room to get your surprise.” I smiled as my mind raced, wondering what he had in store for me. As I laid myself on the bed, I tried to get myself in a comfortable position, all the while trying to look as sexy as I could. He walked through the bedroom door with a large black bag in his hands. He smiled as he neared the bedside. I lay there in our white sheets, my 5’11” frame looked smaller on our huge bed. I weighed myself that morning, a glorious 130 pounds, so I knew I looked just as I wanted to look for him. I wanted to be the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, and the look on his face told me I succeeded. He sat down next to me and placed the bag at his feet next to the bed. I started to sit up, my attention so thoroughly focused on the mysterious contents of the bag. The only thing he had in his hand was a black silk blindfold. “Don’t you worry about what’s in there,” he said as he placed the blindfold over my still wet head. “…Yet.” As the light once again faded from my eyes, my other four senses went into overdrive. The first thing I noticed was the smell of the room. Although I didn’t see them when I walked in from the shower, I smelled my candles burning in the corner. Next, I heard the material of the bag crinkle as he opened it up. My hands clenched the material of the duvet as I squirmed about on top of the sheets. “Antsy, are you?” He said with a laugh. “I think I have something here that might help you to relax.” Just then, I felt the coolness of silk envelop my wrist as he tied the scarf on. I immediately felt a tingling in my clit as I became harnessed to the bed. We had never experimented with bondage, although tying one another up had always been a fantasy for the both of us. Suddenly, I heard the television click on. There was silence for a moment, and then the unmistakable melody of porn music filled my ears as he turned the volume up. It wasn’t almost painful to hear the sounds of sex without being able to see what has happening. I heard two women moaning, and the dam between my legs had broken. I guess I am what you could call a pseudo-bisexual. When it came to love, I was definitely straight, but when it came to sex, I loved being with women. My boyfriend drooled the day that I told him, “Sometimes, there is nothing else I would rather do than eat pussy.” “I am not going to tie your legs yet,” he said, his voice so low it almost cracked. “You have to earn that. “My, my,” he laughed as I felt his hand drift down my body, stopping ever so gently as he felt the wetness between my legs. “I think someone is enjoying this.” I smiled before I realized he was presenting me with his fingers, soaking from my juices. I greedily took them into my mouth, sucking them as if they were his cock. I heard him moan softly, keeping them in my mouth as he shifted from the bed. “That sounds like a great idea to me, babe,” he said as I felt something soft and warm brush my cheek. When I realized it was his dick, I giggled, flicking the head with the tip of my tongue. I had never even attempted to suck his dick without the use of my hands, but this feeling of vulnerability was exciting as I eagerly took the whole length into my mouth. His hands ran through my hair as he started to fuck my face. My neck was getting tired as I could only raise slightly off the bed, as the restraints held me in my place. “Oh, fuck,” he said as he grabbed a handful of my hair. “Yes baby, suck my dick…Just like that. God, you look great with my cock in your mouth.” I began to suck harder when I felt him pull out, leaving a gaping hole in my face. He hadn’t come yet, and I knew he wouldn’t for a while. This day would last forever, at least in my mind. As I came back down from the bliss of sucking his cock, I again noticed the sounds coming from the TV. This time, I heard more than two girls from the speakers as I could only imagine the orgy that was being presented on the screen. I don’t know what could’ve been hotter; what was on the screen or what was in my head. I almost yelped as I felt the cold wetness of ice being placed on my nipples. I felt chills down my center as his mouth replaced the ice. His fingertips danced lightly across my skin, and my attention was being drawn to the softness of his mouth on my nipple. I arched my back and he pulled away, leaving me needing for more. “Don’t do that,” he said sternly as he pinched my nipples harder. Both of his hands were on me now. I felt his mouth again, but this time, he was using his teeth. This drove me crazy and I moaned as I tried to distinguish between the sweet pleasure and the sweeter pain. I was aching for him to touch my pussy, but refrained from arching my back again, not knowing what he would do. He gave his mouth a rest for a moment as he dragged his fingernails across my stomach. “You look good all tied up to the bed.” I couldn’t see him, but I felt his eyes wander down my body, the heat from his stare making my pussy ache more. “What do you want me to do now?” This was a loaded question and he fucking knew it. If I said what I wanted, he might not do it. If I said what he wanted me to say, he could do anything he wanted. I didn’t know which answer was safest. “I want you to tease me,” I answered honestly. “And then I want you to make me come.” I ground my teeth together, waiting to hear his response. “We’ll see,” he chuckled. “But because you told me the truth, you get rewarded.” And with that, the leather cuffs were strapped to my ankles, and I was completely bound to the bed. I felt so vulnerable, so dirty and so horny at the same time. I waited for him to do something, and that’s when I heard the TV shut off. “I knew that would get you started,” he said from across the room. I tried to follow his voice, but he knew how to keep me guessing. “You should see how your pussy shines from here.” I heard light footsteps and then felt his breath on my ear. “You have gotten the bed all wet,” he said, softly. “I know you want me to fuck you. I know you want my cock as far in your pussy as it can go.” He knew that talking like this drove me crazy. “Your nipples are still hard,” he said as he pinched them again between his fingers. “You twitch every time I touch you. You like when I play with you like this, don’t you?” “Yes,” I stuttered. “Oh, God yes.” “Good,” he said shortly. I felt his hands travel down my body, starting at my neck until he paused on either side of my hips. He repositioned himself so that he was in between my legs. I shuddered as I felt his hot breath on my pussy and I lay there, tied up and waiting. It was excruciating. “I have never seen you this wet before,” he said, talking into my pussy as if it were a microphone. I could almost feel his lips brushing against mine as I waited for him to lick me. He started planting delicate kisses at the tops of my legs and inside my thighs. He was avoiding my pussy and it made me want to scream. He rested his hands right above my neatly trimmed bush, applying pressure and making the torment grow. I felt his lips lightly touch my own as he began to slowly eat me. He ran his tongue lightly down my slit as I felt a sigh escape my lips. I wanted to grab his head and ride his face, but I loved being teased. When I am horny, I need to be touched hard. I need to be bitten hard, spanked hard, fucked hard and eaten harder. It was torture and I loved it. Little by little, he ate more of my pussy. He softly dragged his tongue from one end to the other, with long strokes. He never broke contact with his mouth. He took one hand and slowly began touching my lips. His tongue now latched onto my clit as his fingers probed to find my insides. He would stick his fingers slowly inside of me, only to the first knuckle before he would pull them out and drag them along my slit. From just below my clit and back to my ass, he would drag them along, licking my clit slower at the same time. I needed to have some part of him inside some part of me. “Get inside me, now!” I growled as I tested the strength of the restraints. My hands and feet stayed put as the tension in my body built up. “Where?” he asked, his mouth breaking contact with my clit. I felt him raise himself off the bed, and he reached up and grabbed the blindfold off of my face. I looked him straight in the eyes. “Please, baby,” I pleaded. “I don’t care where you put what, just get something inside of me before I rip this bed apart.” He smiled as his mouth disappeared between my legs again. I heard something buzzing from beyond the covers and it didn’t take long for the vibrator to find my pussy. His tongue was secured firmly on my clit as he slowly fucked me with my favorite toy, Big Blue. I leaned my head back and jumped a little when I felt his fingertip at my ass. I thrust my ass forward; not inviting him, but making him fuck me in both places. I looked down to see him smiling, ear-to-ear. He always wanted to fuck my ass, but I told him he had to get me really horny first to do it. He had just crossed the threshold. “Fuck me,” I moaned. “Fuck me hard...Oh shit!… I want you to fuck my pussy and my ass!” My breathing became labored and I felt myself on the brink of coming when he stopped. “Not yet,” he said, pulling himself and all devices from my body. I was racked with pain as I felt him undo the restraints. Once my arms and feet were freed, I jumped on him, kissing his wildly. My hands clawed through his hair and soon we were going at it, tooth and nail. “I’m going to suck your cock,” I husked at him as I pushed him back on the bed. My hands, still cold from being tied up, grabbed his dick and my mouth followed suit. I was sucking him as hard as I could. I had one hand holding the base of his shaft and the other massaging his balls as I wrapped my lips around his head. I let my teeth lightly scrape the underside of his head and I heard him moan. His hands grabbed onto my hair once more as he directed me on the speed he wanted. “Suck my dick… Fuck, yeah, just like that.” He was looking down at me with his lips pursed. “Stick my cock in your mouth… suck it hard… ohhh, yes… fuck, I’m close….” I stopped right in my tracks and he looked down at me in shock. “You wanna tease me now, huh?” He laughed as he laid himself on top of me. “You want me to fuck your pussy? I know what you want,” he said as he thrust himself deep inside of me. Once inside, he lay there, still. “You tell me what you want.” “I want you to fuck my pussy hard,” I growled as I waited. “I want you to make me come, and I want you to flip me over and fuck me from behind. I want to feel your dick in my stomach,” my fingernails dug into his belly button as he started to fuck me. “Yeah, baby,” I closed my eyes. “Fuck me just like that.” He grabbed my left leg and threw it over his shoulder. “Play with your clit,” he instructed. I reached my down and began rubbing my clit hard. He stood up on his knees as his eyes stayed glued to my hand between my legs. “I love watching you touch yourself,” he said as I felt my orgasm growing. “Make yourself come for me.” His breath was fast and as he told me to, I came. Hard. “I’m gonna come… I’m… oh, shit! Fuck me, oh….fuck me!” The first wave swept over me. “Fuck my pussy! Yes…. Fuck me hard… Oh, shit… I’m….I’m….fuck…I’m…..commmmmminnnnng!!!” He fucked me and I rode that orgasm out for at least a minute. I had never come so hard in my life. As I came back down, I opened my eyes and saw in his that he needed what I just got. He knew what he had just done to me: right after I come, hard, I am hornier than ever. It’s like I am addicted and he is the only one who has the fix. I sat up on my elbows as he fucked me slower. It was time to get saucy. “You want me to make you come now?” I asked, my voice dripping with pure lust. He nodded and I saw the devil in his eyes. “Then, flip me over and fuck me how you want to fuck me.” His eyes got wide and it was my turn to nod. He slipped out of me and I reached over to grab Big Blue. I got on my elbows and knees and put the vibrator right up to my pussy. He pulled me to the end of the bed and guided the vibrator inside my box. I needed him in my ass. My knees hit the floor beside the bed, and he straddled my hips. “Fuck me, please!” I yelled out as I felt him start to play with my ass. I looked back and watched him stroke his cock now, his fingers probing inside my hole as the vibrator was buzzing inside my pussy. In one quick movement, his dick replaced his fingers and I felt both pleasure and pain as he opened me up. I had never been fucked in my pussy and my ass at the same time, and the sensation was beyond my wildest dreams. “Oh, baby,” he said as he grabbed my hair again. “Your ass is so tight… I’m gonna come so hard…” He started pumping in and out of me faster and I felt another orgasm building up inside. Then, he spanked me hard, right on the top of my ass. “I’m gonna come, Justin!” I was close to going over. “Fuck me... I’m gonna come!” “Oh, yeah baby,” he said between ragged breaths. “I’m gonna come… Come with me…Yeah, fuck… I’m gonna come in your ass…!” He spanked me again. “I’m coming now….I’m coming….I’m coming…..” I couldn’t hold off any longer and neither could he. I felt my body tense up and his dick got so hard as he and I came together. He fell down on top of me, his dick still in my ass and my vibrator buzzing softly from inside. I reached down and pulled Big Blue out of my pussy as he planted soft kisses on my cheek and ear. “Fuck me, that was great,” Justin said as our breathing caught up with one another’s. “Yes,” I smiled, “it was.” We peeled away from each other and faced one another on the bed, I reached up to stroke his cheek. Neither of us could wipe the smile off our faces. “In fact,” I said, speaking softly. “That was the best ever. “BUT,” I continued as he looked at me, slightly worried from the ‘BUT’. “Just wait until tonight….It’s my turn to tie you up.” He kissed my forehead and we fell asleep face-to-face, breathing each other’s breath.