Gwynvyd
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ORIGINAL: Leatherist
A couple find themselves in a darkened room. The dim night light throws ephemeral shadows,making the ordinary take on a spectral tone. He forces her, she resists-to no avail......
All the while, the sadist whispers, meeting her protests with irony. Sardonically, he notes her aroused state, even as she resolutely plays the princess. Clothes are rent, limbs become bound, there is suffering. She lies in the dimness on her side, writhing under his weight...He teases and torments.
Evil pours from his lips into her ears. Reminders of the darkness of the history from which we all come. He delights in her shivers, gasps and shuddering. He feeds.
Her supple body quivvers as he tells her in hushed tones of all of the sadistic delights he is going to withdrawl from her bound body. Helpless, quivering and lightly whimpering to herself, unsure if he is really serious or not... she looks to his face as an evil smile quirks across his handsome face. He rakes his nails down her sides... illicting more sounds from her. He stands up, crosses the room to a standing chest where some gleaming sliver instruments slide out of the drawers. The sound they make against one another is even louder then her now loud panting. Panic fills her eyes, but she knows better then to ask any questions....
He crosses the room once more, the same evil smile playing on his lips... a chuckle escapes as she flinches at his passing behind her.
His hand soft, yet firm and warm carresses her hip and her side. She closes her eyes against to softness of this one touch. He takes her hands, and leads her up onto her feet. Clasping them bound above her head onto a hook there waiting. Surveying her there, apon tiptoe... She eyes him demurely.. plainly aware she is no longer in control of anything.
He runs his hands, and nails slightly biting into the flesh of her arms, down her sides... around her rib cage.. cupping her swaying breasts. Pinching them tenderly at first.. then more and more firmly. Watching for her response he watches her thighs tense, her face and breasts redden.. her lips first part and then perse together. He smiles even more enjoying the luscious pain he is causing her. He can smell her arousal. He leans over to her ear.. telling her that her very body is betraying her. He can smell how very aroused she is. Being the once prim and proper good girl she blushes and puts her head even further down. This garners her a hard slap across one breast then another that takes her breath away momentaringly. He reminds her that the coy, shy and demure act will not work with him.. he knows just how rough and ready she can be when it comes to rough sex, and these lovely games they play. He then kicks her legs apart roughly parting her neither lips with his thick fingers probing her deeply, drawing some of her moisture out on his finger. She gasps at the sudden pleasure, and change of situations... surprised to find how very wet she has become in her new perdicament. He then places the very wet finger before her as his triumphant evidance and tells her that she had best clean his finger completely off, and do it with as much gusto as if it was his cock. Blinking a bit she parts her mouth as he slides his finger between her lips. She sucks, and licks it, hoping to garner his satisfaction, and a hard on in return. He takes her hair in his hand rubbing the back of her head as she does her best to show her skill, and when he has had his fill of this bit of entertainment he pulls her sharply off of his finger, and says "that is enough slut we have much else planned"
Her mind works furiously hoping she has pleased him enough to possibly enflame him into diverting from the harder things.. and onto sex. No such luck. He is out for blood.
He walks slowly behind her.. there again is that sound of sliding metal.. she tenses.. and then feels the cold steel on her skin. So cold, and so sharp... her breath catches. She shudders... she can not see what he is doing, is she bleeding, is her flesh cut, or is the blade simply raking her skin.. her fear scents the air as she stands there on tiptoe trembling.. he presses his hard body against her warm buttocks.. wraping his hand around her ribcage, to her breast... the other had snakes up her tigh, to her side... he kisses and carresses her neck with his mouth. A low growl emits from between his lips, as his nips at the back of her neck.. his hardness presses tighter against her, his hard cruely clasps her already tender nipple.. she sighs out in that pleasure and pain. She rocks as much as she can against him.. letting him know how much she apperciates the hardness of his very masculine body. He suddenly leaves her there almost cut adrift... she sees him moving a spanking horse closer in front of her, and now her mind really wonders what is ahead. He chuckles as he can almost her her thoughts.. and pleas.. but he is not about to give her the very thing she wants.. not just yet.
He comes once again behind her.. but this time it is not the sound of metal sliding that she hears.. but a swift swoosh just before all 13 tails of braided leather fall against her back. Over and over again, from her shoulders, to her thighs, she hears swoosh.. and then it falls. Sometimes lighter.. so light it almost is not there, sometimes so hard she moves on her chain and her eyes close to block out the tears. Her skin is tender now, and his hands seem so soft and so cool when they run down her back... all the more cruel when they pinch her bottom, and her tighs... she realizes that her juices must be to her knees by now with all of this impact play... and she is no longer caring.. she just wants it to continue in one form or another.
He slowly lowers her chain, and hooks it over the front of the spanking bench.. placing her apon it. She goes happily to her spot. Stretched out and now off of her toes she notices the newly disrobed Master before her. Smiling down at her holding his very turgid cock infront of her. She of course instantly opens her mouth thinking the obvious.. and he tells her in fact that she must beg for the honor of being his cock sucker. She begins timidly... and he stands there smirking reminding her that she can do much better. She is reminded with a jolt, helped along with a crop... that she can in fact be a good little begging cock sucker. She begs and pleads.. promising him the cock sucking of a lifetime if only he would grace her with the honor. He finaly conceeds and as she opens her mouth he drives his cock into her holding her there by her hair. He loves those slurping sounds she makes when she is giving a really sloppy and hard blow job... she tries for finesse but he just keeps pumping his cock into her mouth as if it was an extra pussy. She can hardly keep up, and tears are streaming down her pretty little face. Occasionaly he will whack her with the crop to remind her to try harder.. he loves feeling her whimper on his cock. He knows she wants him to climax.. but the greedy little slut isnt going to be that lucky. He pulls out... and tells her that she just couldnt do it.. and will have to be severely punished for it. He knows he was damn close.. and a couple of pumps more he would have gone off like a rocket.. but his slut neednt know that. She is now in a frantic need to serve him... and he knows it... He leaves her there to ponder her fate a bit.. and to calm himself down. He comes back with a harness and a most wicked looking dildo attached to it. It is rather large she thinks once it comes into view.. and are those rubber spikes? How on earth is that going to fit?
He is once again behind her, chuckling.. and telling her how bad she was.. how she simply couldnt finish him off.. so now he must take pleasure in fucking her in a new way. She thinks he surely can't mean with the thing she saw.. there is no way it will fit. Quite suddenly she realizes he was serious.. and there was a reason why there was a missing section on top of the harness. He means to pentitrate her as well.
Hmm you mean complete the story like that?
Gwyn
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