He sent me into the other room to put on my corset and prepare myself. When I was done dressing, I walked into the room and saw his creation. He had screwed two eye bolts into the exposed ceiling beam in the center of the room. From the bolts were two straps with wrists cuffs attached and hanging at just the right height.
He guided me over and strapped in one wrist, then the other. He nudged my legs further apart. When he was satisfied with my position, he pulled the blindfold out of his pocket and placed it over my eyes. Everything went dark. The only sound was my erratic breathing and the click of a camera as he snapped a few photos.
Smack, smack! He's there paddling, paddling my ass and thighs as I squirm and wimper. He circles me trailing little licks across my chest and kissing that special spot on the back of my neck. I'm so aroused, I want more contact, I wimper and moan. He changes implements and paddles some more. He teases me with light kisses that end too soon.
A pattern forms. Paddle, paddle, paddle, circle, kiss, paddle, paddle, paddle, circle, kiss. Im writhing with it, my ass is on fire.
My corset is unbuckled and it falls to the floor. He places clothes pins on my nipples and around my breasts as I focus on my breathing, trying to process the pain. Its only just bearable and oh so heavenly.
His finger slips through my folds and I'm soaked, embarrassingly soaked. He plugs my bottom hole and inserts king Kong in my pussy and fucks. Hard. I'm so full, building, building, crash. I come loudly. My whole body shaking and convulsing. I hear his amused chuckle at the show I have just provided him with.
The plug and dildo are removed while I come down from my high. He removes the clothes pins one by one and oh, the pain when they are removed is intoxicating as he caresses and suckles. He drags my hips back and eases in to my ass. It starts slowly and builds with intensity, setting a punishing rhythm. I grab onto the straps with my tingling hands and hold on for dear life as he pounds into me. Holding onto my hips, he pulls at me with each thrust. One last hard push and he stills, holding me in place as we both reach climax together.
"I'm not done with you yet."
He has the flogger and he rains down strikes as he circles me. I feel him nudge my feet further apart so he has access to my pussy and he uses the flogger on my kitty over and over he strikes. I'm on the tip of my toes and if it weren't for my hands being bound above me, I would have fallen over. When I think I can take no more, he changes position and begins to circle, striking as he goes.
I hang my head, I am spent. Nothing left to give.
He reaches up and releases my hands but I'm gripping the straps so tight, he has to peel my hands away. I'm shaking, I'm cold. The blindfold is removed and I blink in the blinding light. He wraps me in a warm, fuzzy blanket and hands me a bottle of water.
We sink to the floor as he holds me tight and tells me I am his "good girl".