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My Bondage History, Part 2
by The Bitch
All stories on this web site are purely FICTIONAL. The people depicted within these stories only exist in someone's IMAGINATION. Any resemblence between anyone depicted in these stories and any real person, living or dead, is an incredible COINCIDENCE too bizarre to be believed. If you think that you or someone you know is depicted in one of these stories it's only because you're a twisted perverted little fucker who sees conspiracies and plots where none exist. You probably suspect that your own MOTHER had sex with ALIENS and COWS and stuff. Well, she didn't. It's all in your head. Now take your tranquilizers and RELAX.
Things really speeded up after that. Sensing that I enjoyed
the feeling of helplessness whild having sex, Charlie suggested
we try it for real. He tied my wrists together in front of me
with some old pantyhose and after I laid down on the bed, he
raised my arms and tied the end of the pantyhose to the head of
the bed. He left my legs free to move anyway I wanted, and oh
how I wanted. After he entered me, I wrapped my legs around him
as tightly as I could and pulled and strained against the binding
around my wrists, squeezing my legs against his lower back,
pulling him further and deeper inside me until we both collapsed
in ecstasy. At that moment I knew bondage was my calling.
The next evening, he tied my wrists to corners of the
headboard, and then tied my ankles so that I was spread-eagled on
the bed. He then made the most passionate love to me he ever
had. He began sensuously kissing and caressing my feet, ankles
up my legs, moving to the outside and then the inside of my
thighs, carefully avoiding my pubic area. I was really getting
hot! He stroke my stomach, across my sides, and licked aaround
my breasts, taking each nipple in turn, tweaking and stroking,
sucking, until I was almost ready to come.
He french-kissed me deeply, staring into my eyes lustily, breathed in my ears,
caressed my neck, and started back down my body. Pausing at my
breasts again, he licked and sucked harder and harder, then
abruptly stopped, before I came. He moved back down to my
stomach, then stroked my thighs, and stopped again. I was so hot
I begged him to let me come. He finally began stroking in and
around my vagina, carefully avoiding my clitoris, until I begged
him again to let me come. Then he lowered his head, and gently
tongued my clit while I climaxed and climaxed again and again.
I was exhausted, completely spent. But not Charlie. He had
only brought me to a climax, he was still hard and ready for
action. He climbed on the bed, and straddling me he sat on my
chest and offered his erect penis for my mouth to adore. I
normally don't like to give head, but being bound spread-eagled
to the bed, I had no choice in the matter. A opened my mouth and
licked at the tip of his erection, running my tongue along the
length of his shaft. I nuzzled my chin against his balls, and
then took his entire length in my mouth. Licking and sucking, I
slowly brought him to orgasm. He pushed and pulled his cock in
and out of my mouth slowly at first, then faster and faster until
finally he tensed up, grabbed me by the hair and shot his load
down my throat. I smiled and swallowed, the hot come warming my
belly. He collapsed by my side on the bed, and fell into a deep
sleep. I had no choice but to remain there until he awakened to
release me. It had been a tremendous lovemaking session, ending
with me still the submissive sex slave tied to the bed. I
couldn't wait till the next time!
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