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| A flush spreads over her skin when he audibly sucks his fingers clean. Helpless before him, her darkest unknown desires making their way to the forefront of her mind. He could do anything..anything to her. It appalls her when she realises that she wants him to do anything, that vague unsettling anything. That her body is still straining upwards, seeking his touch. When he obliges, her entire self seems to tremble. Every sense seems to center in on her nipples as his fingers slowly pinch and release them. She is so wet now, so needy that she wants to beg him for release. She wants to beg him to continue. To stop, to never stop. Her breathing is ragged, her nostrils flaring as she writhes under his touch. "What is it you want my pet? My toy? Hmmm? Do you want more? Do you want everything?" He accents his words with increased pressure on her nipples, making her mewl behind her gag. "Does my new pet even know what 'everything' is?" His fingers leave her throbbing nipples and they trace light swirls down her belly again. She shuts her eyes against the darkness of her blindfold and again tries to lift herself to him. One hand trails languidly across her belly and the other presses suddenly against her sopping wet slit. She moans, her body past hot and into inferno. Raging hot inside, she needs. She needs. Cold air replaces his hands, cold air and a low chuckle from him makes her skin break out in goosebumps. A firm but controlled slap over her exposed wetness brings her body up, her back arching high as she cries out into her gag. The sensation of his hand slapping her open slit resonates into her being. All she can focus on, is her need. More. Please. Four more sharp and intense stings are delivered to her, each leaving her wantonly lifting for another one. Four slaps that push her closer to cumming. Wildly she moves, she bucks under his hand. He ceases just as her body is about to cum, again. Pushing her further into her need and into his control. She begins to cry softly into her gag, trapped in the warm air under the tshirt covering her face. She needs so badly, to let go. To..go further. Her hips lift up, seeking his hands, his fingers. As tears fall from her eyes she understands it all. She needs him, what he gives. What he knows. She doesn't care how he knows, only that he does know. The fingers of one hand, spread her open and the fingers of his other hand stroke her softly. Small circles around her clit that make her body hum for him. He closes his fingers around her clit, stroking stroking. Painful in its intensity her body goes taut under his hands. "Mmmm yes my love, my darling, my pet. Give yourself to me, give me all of yourself. Cum for me." His words release her. Its like the world exploding. Overwhelming her, sweeping her away leaving only the bare essence of a woman left behind. A primal moan sounds from her as her body spasms. Dimly she hears him crooning to her, praising her with gentle tones. Shuddering she collapses back onto the couch, sobbing as if her heart has broken. Until he gathers her close to him, she doesnt even realise her legs are untied. The scent of his body as he holds her tightly trigger a fresh wave of tearful sobbing. Her world and her place in it has forever been altered. She has glimpsed a part of herself she never knew existed. "Shhh my one, its ok. You did so very well. Shhh" He rocks her, back and forth still murmuring to her in reassurance. His hand slides up her back and tugs her panty gag down. |
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