“Relax and enjoy the pain, struggling will only make matters worse for you. You will long for the clamps in no time,” he whispered as he rubbed my belly.
I tried to relax and breathe, but was met with only more pain as he clamped my swollen clit. I screamed and thrashed only to feel my nipples burn from the pulling my thrashing caused. The three clamps were linked together and any movement caused an increase in the pain, my slit dampened. I moaned as I tested the limits of my threshold.
“Are you enjoying yourself,” the other man asked as he rammed the vibrator in me on full blast.
My back tried to arch only to be held in place by the rope around my waist. He pulled the chain away from my body as my body convulsed and tightened. I spasmed and twitched as much as I could being held down tight to the bed, I came with a fury.
As he released the chain back to resting on me, the cool metal helping to calm my tingly skin, he slowed the vibrator. I could sense the heat from his body as he hovered over me, I desired his cock in me replacing the vibrator and taking me to the stars. He placed a soft kiss on my cheek as I moaned and whined.
I felt hands running up my stocking covered legs stopping at the lace tops. Another hand was at the binding around my ankle releasing them. Then fingers curled under the lace working the clips open and slowly rolling the stocking down and off my foot. This was repeated this with my other leg and then my garter belt was slipped off. I was now completely nude. I flushed embarrassment; but was feeling a deep desire too.
The bed shifted as my knees were raised and my heels pushed back against my butt. I felt something wrap around my ankles, I tried to move my feet, but they were now bound to the rope around my waist. My legs were opened and laid low to the bed. My ass was lifted slightly as a tongue entered me, I moaned into my gag. I felt warm breath hitting my ear.
“Do not cum until you are told or you will be punished,” was breathed into my ear. I heard the words, but my mind was locked on the mastery of the tongue working my slit, hole and clamped clit.
I tried to buck my hips and force myself against the face between my legs, but every movement made the rope around my waist rub my skin and caused the clamps on my nipples and clit flare. If I didn’t lie still I would have a red band across my hips, staying still was more torturous. I reluctantly calmed my mind and let them manipulate me.
I was raised higher as if to be a prized statue on display. I could not see who it was, but I wanted to know. He licked me from base to clit with a little flick of my clit causing me to squeal; I squirmed for him rubbing the rope along my hips, the pain of the rope adding to my excitement. I wanted to push hard against his tongue, feel him licking my insides and tasting every drop I could offer. His teeth continued to bit and nibble along my lips as he inserted his finger in me. I wanted so badly to cum as he searched my insides for that one glorious spot. Oh so close… he was so close, ah yes that is the spot; I wanted to release a flood over his finger and hand. I flexed my internal muscles around him trying to coax him further inside, but he had other ideas.
As my tension grew he removed his finger and trailed a line of my juices down to my naughty hole. I tensed with anticipation, but relaxed as I felt a hand gently making circles on my stomach. His moistened finger slowly entered me as my head fell back and my tension released. Ignoring the bit of the ropes and the searing pain for the clamps I thrashed and danced my climax and screamed in sheer pleasure.
Still in that euphoric state I was flipped onto my stomach, the bindings around my ankles were released and my ass was hoisted up by the rope around my hips. I was moved so fast and rough that I had a touch of vertigo. As I heard someone spit I felt the fluid sensation on my raised hole and the pressure of his cock. With little warning or preparation I was impaled, I groaned as the tears ran down my face. I had never had rough, dry anal; every man that had entered my ass had done so with prep-work and finesse.
As he forcefully expanded me I felt the growing warm sensation of arousal. My body was enjoying the force and the pain he was inflicting upon me; I wanted more. I started to push back making him go deeper in my canal making me moan, pant and scream for him. He grabbed the rope around my hips using it as a handle to increase his depth.
I felt his balls smacking my damp lips increasing my desire for him to keep fucking me deeper and harder. As he pounded against me the clamps tightened as my nipples and clit engorged the pain making me want more of his pleasurable torture. I screamed against my gag wanting to beg for more, deeper and faster.
“Your ass is so tight and you want this so bad. I can feel your muscles aching for more. Do you want more my slut, do you?” I heard him pant.
‘Oh god, Shawn,’ flashed through my mind and then I was back to feeling only him. I groaned as he stopped buried deep inside, his balls bouncing off my slit. He let out a long moan and I expected to feel the warm flow of his cum, but that was not what I received. As quickly as he stopped he pulled his hard cock out of my ass and plowed into my pussy. The abrupt change in course threw my mind into a tail spin.
I moaned and screamed against the gag trying to convey my desires. Hearing him groan, going deep and hard; feeling his pelvic bone contacting mine. As he continued to pound me my mind fell into the oblivion of bliss. The world narrowed to his steady rhythmic motions, I moaned with each thrust. As he plowed into me increasing his speed and depth I groaned as my orgasm built to over flowing, he had found my trigger and I released a rush of fluids over him. He smacked my ass and pulled out of me as I whimpered.
“That is twice, now for your punishment,” he harshly stated as he smacked my ass.
I was pushed down flat on the bed and my ankles were again tied. I was left on the bed, naked and tied down as the door to my room was shut. I didn’t know if I was alone or if I was being watched.
I thought about the day and tried not to think about what punishment was to befall me. I wanted to talk with Shawn and find out why he was doing this to me. I tried to scream, but heard nor felt anyone near. What was happening, where was everyone… my mind drifted in and out as I was soon asleep.
As I awoke I felt a hand cupping my breast and a body lying along my back, I opened my eyes and looked down my body. I saw Shawn’s hand holding my breast as he had many times, relief washed over me. ‘Was that all a dream? Ouch, no,’ the pain of earlier filled my senses, my whole body was sore. I tried to move, but my muscles would not move, they were too sore, I groaned.
“Good morning Nina, are you liking the stiffness and pain? You were such a vixen last night,” Shawn’s voice was light in my ear.