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His hands moved up my legs,
stopping at my thighs in order to tease me. I could almost feel his
touch in my secret area but not quite. I was getting really frustrated
and turned on. I arched towards his touch, to which his response
was to push me back down towards the bed. I have always known who
had the control, and he was reinstating that belief. I waited patiently
dying to feel his hands on my cunt. I was in animal mode at
that point. I would have done anything for his touch there.
He continued to deny me, and kept gently rubbing my thighs. I started
to moan and almost cry. Master's response was to quickly silence
my lustful pleas with my ball gag. I could almost see his smile as
he buckled the back of it, securing the ball firmly within my mouth.
Finally, I felt his hands on my where I desired them most. I almost
screamed out with the joy of it. The desire, the longing and yearning
had become a horrible painful ache. He touched the outside of my
lips, gently making me groan with passion. Softly I felt him circle
me, gently pinching my clit with each rotation. I spread myself
wider, angry at the spreader bar for limiting my motion. I could
not close my legs to stop the torture Master was inflicting upon me. |
When his fingers finally
entered me, all I could do was sigh. I rode them, jutting my hips
upward meeting each thrust I was allowed of them. Higher and higher
I climbed the wave of lust, until I came, almost violently. I shook
for quite sometime as I heard his pleased laughter, delighting in my submission
to him. All of a sudden, I felt my legs being lifted by the bar.
Since I couldn't see, I could only assume that while I was basking in my
afterglow and my own cum - that Master had attached a chain to the spreader
bar and had finally attached me to the ring in the ceiling. I didn't
quite know what to think for a moment. It all happened so fast and
I was so surprised. I shook my leg a little bit and heard the jingle
of the chain and smiled to myself. "ah-ha!", I thought.
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