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Here I sit in a straight backed chair, my arms tied behind it. My knees are tied to the chair so that I cannot close them. My top unbuttoned so that my bra covered breasts are bare; my skirt hiked up to my thighs. I am blindfolded and totally unable to see the slightest hint of light. I turn my head at a sound to my left. It sounds like the scuffling of feet but I can’t tell for sure. I wonder what is going to happen to me and the anticipation is making me wet.

I hear a door open, voices murmuring then nothing. The door to the room opens, sending a whoosh of cold air against my skin. I lift my head, my long hair trailing over my shoulders. I can hear movement, shuffling sounds, drawers being opened and closed. I feel fingers brush my hair, pulling it back and braiding it. I feel a tug, and my head goes back, warm hard lips meeting mine with rough brutal kisses. I moan and try to kiss them back, but they move away.

Suddenly there is a slap on my right breast, then the left. They are slapped over and over, I can feel them turning red and getting warm. Roughly they are pulled from the bra; my nipples are hard as a rock. Fingers pull and pinch them, making them harder and the slapping continues. I moan at a particularly harsh slap, trying to pull away. My face is grabbed hard by the chin.

“No, you will take this and not move, like a good girl.”

I do not recognize the voice, but the tone tells me that if I do not do as told, the punishment will be severe. Something is placed over my nipples, sucking onto them and left there. I feel something slither down my chest, between my breasts and down to my thighs. It is hard, yet soft and smells of leather and oil. It is pulled away, then a light stinging slap on my thigh, then the other.

Over and over again until I can feel the heat and sting spreading up and down the insides of my thighs. I try to close them then stop, remembering the warning not to move. My mouth opens in a pain filled moan and the slapping stops. My head is jerked back roughly. I can feel my braid being tied to the slats of the chair, keeping my head back and my neck exposed. A hand around my neck, squeezing lightly, lips on mine. He is moving away now, not touching me.

“Such a lovely pink she turns, don’t you think?”

“Oh yes, I told you she did.”

I have never been used like this. My owner has only spanked me lightly and always alone. I swallow hard and gasp as a hand reaches out and tugs on the nipple sucker. I feel hands on my thighs now, palms running up and down them, the outsides then the tops and inner thighs. His nails are lightly scraping my skin. I moan as the goose bumps rise.

His teeth are grazing my skin, nipping and nibbling at my flesh. His fingers sliding over the top of my panties, and his knuckles brush my swollen lips. I open my thighs as wide as I can with my knees tied to the chair.

“Such a dirty little slut, letting someone you don’t know touch you like this.”

The fingers slide under my panties, with his knuckles brushing my slit, he teases me.

“Please,” I whimper.

“Please what? Tell me what you want little slut. Is this it?”

As fingers plunge into my soaking wet pussy, I moan long and low and try to pump my hips against his fingers but can’t. I feel a thumb on my clit, grinding, rubbing it hard and fast. My breathing turns into a pant, my hips wiggling. I feel a hand on my throat again. There is a mouth on the top of my breasts biting me, sucking it hard just above my right nipple. The suckers are pulled and twisted harshly. They are pulled off, and I can feel my own puffy nipples as the feeling comes back. I feel a hot wet mouth on them, sucking hard and pulling on them roughly.

I hear heavy breathing close to my ear. I am not sure if it is my owners or the unknown stranger that is touching me. Abruptly he stops. I am left panting in the chair, unfulfilled. I hear the snaps of a camera, whispers and a door opening again.

There are hands on my thighs now, going down to my ankles. I am being untied and my legs are closed for me, my arms released. My hair is untied, and my head is allowed to fall forward again. I can feel a chest against my knees, arms around my waist, his lips on my chin and lips.

A whisper, “You are being such a good girl tonight. Keep it up and I will give you a big reward.”

Pulled from the chair, I am allowed to move and stretch my stiff body. I am taken by the shoulders, and walked slowly to another part of the room. My knees bump into something hard and I am pushed at the waist, told to bend and place my arms as far in front of me as I can. I lay across the platform, arms stretched out so that my toes are almost dangling off the floor. My hands are tied again in front of me.

I feel hands on my ass, ripping my panties away, pulling the shreds down my legs. My ass is spanked hard, over and over until I am writhing. The whip from earlier, stinging as it licks my flesh. My legs are nudged apart so that my swollen lips are accessible. The handle of the whip is lightly run over them, barely touching me. I moan and try to push back against it. It is pulled away, and I am stung with it.

Three, four, five times I am cracked with the whip over my ass and pussy, and then it’s gone. Very suddenly I feel a hard cock slammed into my soaking pussy. I scream, arching my back so that they slam deeper. Large rough hands are on my hips, gripping and nearly bruising with the intensity. Thrust after thrust, never slowing, never stopping. I am grunting with each thrust, biting my lip.

It feels so good, but almost hurts at the same time. I feel something at my lips, and open them. A second hard cock slips in. I clamp onto it, sucking it deep. Hands go to my head, holding me steady and he starts to fuck my mouth.

I am quivering and close to orgasm again, not wanting to be denied again. I feel a deep hard push from the back that shoves my mouth all the way down the cock in my mouth. I am gagging, struggling for breath as he cums in my throat. My hips are lifted and slammed one last time by the man behind me.

He falls forward onto my back, panting hard against my skin. He stands and slaps my ass as he pulls out, and the cum drips down my lips. The cock pulls from my sore mouth, and I lick my dry lips. Again I hear the snap of a camera as I lie there, cum dripping from my body. I rest my head against the table, panting and still in need.

Rough hands pull me up, and I am pushed onto the platform on my back, once again tied down, spread eagle this time. The door opens and closes, and I feel hands on my pussy, softly stroking.

“Are you ready for your reward?”

I moan in response, lifting my hips, trying to grind against the hand on me. I hear a buzzing, and then feel the vibration against my still swollen lips. The head of the toy is large and round, shaped like a light bulb. It slides up and down my soaking slit, pushing in just enough to touch my clit. I moan again, pull against my restraints and arch my hips.

Up and down it goes, just barely into my pussy, then back up my slit. Over and over until I think I will go crazy. Orgasm building to a boiling point, with a whimper of frustration, I buck up again, and finally the head slips in just enough, and I cum screaming with my hips bucking wildly.

The orgasm goes on for what feels like years, my body stiffening in response as wave after wave crashes over me. Finally I collapse onto the platform, panting. My arms are untied, my skirt pulled down, and I curl up onto my side. I feel a sheet being pulled over me, a pillow slid under my head. I am kissed on the temple, and the blindfold is removed.

I am too tired to open my eyes more than a flutter as I murmur thank you just before I fall asleep. I wake several hours later. It is quiet, a soft light shining in the room. I recognize my owners den; I am on the couch now, not sure how I got here. I sit up and notice a note on the coffee table.

“Thank you for tonight. I am out with our new friend, if you wake and wish to go home you may. If not, there are fresh clothes in the bedroom. Do as you wish until I return. Oh, the present is also a thank you, from our “friend.” Hope to see you in a few hours, Xoxoxoxoxo.” I open the little box and find a stunning pair of gold hoop and diamond earrings. I am left wondering who the mystery friend is as I shower and get ready for my owner to return.

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