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witch_fire

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"Now, i want you to touch yourself while i watch." He leaned forward to remove the silk scarf from the tray to reveal an array of sexual devices. There were dildos of varying sizes in materials from glass to latex to hard plastic. Several vibrators along with butt plugs of varying sizes were lined up beside a fresh tube of lubricant.

Her mind screamed at her to run from this situation even as her body went liguid and her sex grew wet. Arousal was winning the battle against her nervousness. Slowly, she spread her legs, draping one over the arm of the chair. Shifting forward, her hips rested on the edge of the chair, facing him.

Just those few, nonthreatening movements had here sex weeping for release. Just the feel of his hot gaze moving over her body and she was ready to come. Blowing out a long breath, she steadied herself before pulling up her skirt to bare her sex to his gaze. She knew what he'd see as she'd had a Brazilian bikini wax only a week ago leaving her mound nearly bare with only a strip of silky red curls.

At the first touch of her fingers, she sighed and pressed her hips harder against the chair. Moving deeper, she began stroking her clit, sending lightning bolts of sensual excess through her body. She stroked her clit and her vagina clenched, desperate for something, anything to penetrate her. With her free hand she reached between her thighs and entered herself with a finger. A soft moan escaped her when her vagina clamped down as if to draw it deeper.

Adding a second finger, her hips bucked against the increased sensation and a soft whimper broke from her throat. After a few strokes she knew it felt good but it just wasn't enough to give her the release she craved.

Removing her fingers, she sat up and inspected the tray before choosing a sleek, glass dildo. In the depths of the glass, colored strands swirled, red purple, and gold in the firelight.
 
From Wild Abandon

I spanked her again on the same spot. I could see it turning red. I pulled my hand from her pussy and undid her bra. She let it slide to the floor. Then I pulled her panties off and threw them with the bra.

"Get on the bed," I told her.

"No," she said impetuously.

"What did you say?" I said to her as I took off my belt.

"No."

"I said, get on the bed, now get on the bed. Now."

She pouted at me and said, "Make me."

I pulled 4 of my silk ties from the closet and wrestled her to the bed. She was fighting me hard to keep me from tying her down and we both began to sweat. I finally got her pinned on the bed; with my knees on her arms I tied each of her hands to the bedpost. She was trying to pull me down with her legs, but the more she tried, the less she was successful. And she was either beginning to tire or she was letting me win.

I then sat on her thighs, held her legs down by her shins and finished tying her up. She was totally naked and lying on the bed spread eagle. Her hair was a mess, her breasts were heaving up and down with each breath she took and I could see her hair was wet with sweat. I looked down at her pussy and it was glistening.

I was soaking wet with sweat from fighting with her. And I was horny as hell. I stripped off all my clothes. My cock was as hard as a rock and I stroked it right in front of her. I wanted this sexy little naked vixen and I wanted to fuck her right then and there.

But I didn't fuck her right then and there. I licked her pussy - once. Then I kissed her. Then I told her I'd be right back.

"Please, Brad. Don't do this. Please fuck me."

I ignored her. She strained at the ties restraining her arms and legs. I walked over to the bed and made sure she was tied down nice and tight. She was watching me like a caged animal. I stroked my hard cock in front of her and she lunged at me, but couldn't reach.

"Brad. I need a cock. I need yours right now. Please. Look at my pussy. It's soaking wet. Don't do this to me."
 
Spreading her pussy wide, she settled the cold glass against vagina and pushed. She moaned as the dildo stretched her flesh as it penetrated her, teasing the nerve endings into awareness. It was smaller than most mens cocks she'd experienced but it had been so long, too long since she'd taken a man into her body it felt like she was a virgin all over again. Her inner muscles contracted and she squirmed against the icy invasion of her glass lover. It was hard, impossibly hard and it stretched her just enough to jolt her body into responsiveness. Grasping the base, she began to ride the glass cock.

What would it be like to be possessed by the man watching her? Was he a tender, thoughtful Master or did he enjoy the darker, more dangerous side of the bondage scene? Her gaze moved to his groin where his hardened cock pressed against his jeans. Judging from the size of the bulge, he was a big man among men. Her gaze met his and she licked her lips.

Very aware of his hot, dark gaze upon her, she leaned her head back and closed her eyes. Working her glass lover in and out of her pussy she began the climb to release. Stroking her clit with her free hand, her breathing grew ragged and her body begged for release. With every thrust, her greedy cunt, thrilled at being relieved of it's forced celibacy, sucked at the dildo. Her inner muscles clamped down even as her back arched. A cry broke from her mouth as shudders racked her body.
 
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