Photo by Paul G bdsm
Photo by Paul G

“Don’t move,” he said softly in her ear.  “No words…no movements…just stay on your knees.”  He binded her hands with the scarf from behind her and gave her neck a long kiss before getting up.

She did as she was told.  Her blue eyes covered by a blindfold, and her brunette locks flowing out from under the elastic.

He moved on to bind her ankles, though not as tight for fear of causing a run in her stockings.  Finishing, he gave her hair a light tug to which she barely reacted.

She waited to find out what was next.  Hearing only the flare of a match behind her followed by the flare of the candles she knew were on the table back there.  The sound of his feet crossing the carpet was followed by a simple sensation…one of flesh being pressed against her lips.  Her tongue came out to explore it.

It was a round tip and then a long straight shaft that her tongue found…at the base, her tongue whipped at what seemed to be a fleshy sack holding marbles.  The taste was salty as she ran her tongue up and down the shaft a few times.  Finally, she opened her lips to take the tip…about the size of a large strawberry…into her mouth.  Her lips became the sheath to this sword as she slid them around the shaft until the tip dipped into her throat.

His hand grasped the back of her head and pulled her even harder.

No gagging, however, as her throat opened and took it deeper.  She was well trained.  Her tongue slipped out and found the sacks again which it whipped at for the moment she had the complete length in her mouth.

He pulled out and thrust in again.

She again, accepted, this time getting the flavour of pre-cum from the tip.  Her taste-buds wanted more…but it was not meant to be…

He pulled out and vanished from her lips.

His hands were on her wrist bindings and pushed her forward, bending her over until her face planted in a strategically placed pillow.  She turned her head so as not to be smothered and felt the tip, again…well, she assumed it was the tip…slip between her legs.

It did not go inside her at first, but simply pushed against her clitoris…simply it almost caused her to scream with the pleasure…but she restrained as the friction of it rubbing against her was almost like a low flame.

Finally, it went inside…into her wet pussy.

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