I’m lying on my back with my hands tied above my head, held by thick, heavy cuffs that demand respect.
Deprived of sight, I notice sounds in the room: a purposeful rustling and a clink of metal. I am sensitive to the cold air on my skin and feel my nipples hardening in anticipation.
I feel a wide strap stretch across my forehead; tightly fastened.
“Open wide.” A gentle but firm command.
Now latex clad fingers explore my mouth and tongue. That smell: it’s intoxicating and it generates a physical thrill throughout my body. I don’t know what to expect next, though I notice my cunt is wet and my breaths short from the thrill of it all.
I taste cold metal as my jaw is now forcibly held open, in my mind I’m trying to picture the device and how I might look. I’m feeling extraordinarily vulnerable.
Fingers stroke up and down my cunt, sliding easily over my wet lips. Up and down, again and again making me twitch each time they pass over my clit. I’m praying for them to linger there. But they don’t.
My right leg is lifted and now rests in what feels like a wide belt at the back of my knee. And now the other. The effect is to expose my cunt fully.
More fingers sliding up and down frustratingly. And something being put over my clit, and a increasingly tight feeling. A suction clamp, I guess, at it pulls tighter on the tender flesh.
Next come firm strokes on my exposed armpits which leave me in a fluster, barely catching my breath before I feel the heavy pressure on my nipples. Clamps. And a chain- I can hear it jangling, and feel a deliciously excruciating pull on my nipples as the chain is raised.
Goosebumps prickle all over, as I delight in the torture. There’s fear too: not knowing what is coming.
It all seems very quiet. I can’t sense any movement or sound.
I take a moment to picture what I must look like: head and arms restrained, mouth open, legs open, cunt splayed, clit and nipples clamped.
Suddenly there’s a finger circling the entrance to my cunt. It makes me gasp and I immediately want it inside me though I know that’s not going to happen. The circling intensifies, faster and faster and as the sensation builds, the clit clamp is suddenly released. I wail loudly.
My clit is immediately rubbed gently round and round, soothing my cry: the lube icy-cold on my hot, swollen clit.
A dildo thrust into my cunt is a huge relief. It is pushed in and out, my g spot swelling so that each wave of pleasure is more and more intense.
I have no thoughts now. I am in each moment, experiencing the extremes of what he wants me to experience.
A second later, my cunt is aching and empty. I don’t have chance to whine before the clit spanking begins. Softly, but quickly building to sharp shocks of pain. The pink flesh so so sensitive now, it hurts and I cry and I can’t move my legs to stop it. It hurts so exquisitely that I feel my orgasm beginning to build.
It is the most delightful agony.
It all stops: the room quiet and cool.
The gag is removed and my blindfold too. Coming into focus against the bright light, he is there, smiling down. He strokes my head as my breathing slows.
“Is it over?” I think to myself. It’s like waking from a dream. I don’t want it to be over because my cunt is clamoring for it’s orgasm. I’m not ready to speak yet, so I just use my eyes to plead.
“Tell me what you want. And you can have it. Address me correctly, look me in the eye and tell me exactly what you want me to do.”
Oh fuck. He’s got me now. He knows I find it really hard to say what I want. It’s like my brain won’t connect to my mouth. He’s got me really fucking desperate, just where he wants me. And he’s asking me to do the one thing I find hardest. Shit.
He’s somewhat amused by my blushing and facial expression. “You can do this. You just have to tell me.”
I open my mouth, helplessly, and nothing comes out.
“Maybe this will help?” he says, and I feel the finger once again circling my opening. I startle because that it clearly not his finger. I immediately flush red, as the realisation sets in that there are two of them.
Another finger pauses at my asshole: ice-cold lube announcing it’s intention.
“We’ve got all night.” he smiles.