We had an evening planned on the premise that we would be home alone, but the stepson didn’t work till the next day, so we decided to have some quieter play one night, then loud play the next.
What can we do that’s not loud? Well, “loud” is relative. There’s a huge difference between her vocal reactions and the connection of a whip to her flesh, or a paddle, or some other implement. Those are much louder. We can get away with a lot without the implements.
“What are you?” I said.
“Your dirty fucking slut.”
“Yes, you are,” I growled, then had her lay over me crossways, so I could grab her by the throat with one hand and play with her already-wet pussy with the other. I grabbed it, pulled, moving her back and forth by it. She loves that pussy abuse. She began stroking my cock.
I put my hand over her mouth and nose, cutting off her breath, then began stroking her clit. She kept stroking my cock. She’s good at pleasing me while she’s struggling to breathe. I took my hand away from her mouth, let her have a breath or two, then put it back. After a few times, she gasped, “May I cum, Master?”
“No,” I said, then grabbed her pussy again, abusing it. After abusing it for awhile, I began rubbing her swollen clit again, and it wasn’t long before she said, “Can I cum? Please may I cum? Please? Please?”
Again I said, “No.”. I wanted to edge her well. I grabbed her pussy again and tugged on it, putting my other hand on her throat again. “I want to eat that pussy. Come here.” I turned her so I could lift her onto my face and started sucking her clit into my mouth. I sucked and licked that clit while I held held her ass so she couldn’t move. It wasn’t long before she asked to cum again. I said, “Cum for me, whore!”
She came, struggling to move away from my mouth, but I kept at it, and she asked to cum again. I let her. And again. And again. Eventually she said, “Master, I’m weak.” Her safe phrase.
I lifted her off of me and and placed her so her ass was facing the edge of the bed. I shove four fingers into her wet slit and started fucking her hard with them, making sure I stroked her g-spot while I did. Four fingers leave her sore. I wanted her sore for when I fucked her, and, of course, so did she. She fucking loves it when it hurts.
She asked to cum again, and I allowed her to. Then I took my fingers out of her pussy and shoved them into her mouth. Then I got a roll of bondage tape and taped her mouth shut. I laid her on her back, mounted her, then shoved my cock into that tender, sore hole. Holy fuck, was she wet. She moaned in pain and ecstasy as I fucked her faster and harder. I put both hands around her throat, and she gushed. That made me want to cum. I kept my hands around her throat while I fucked her savagely, then I said, “I’m going to cum. I’m fucking cumming, slut!” I exploded inside her. I removed my hands from her throat, still inside of her. I unwrapped the bondage tape, then I rolled off of her. Gave her aftercare. We went out and watched a movie after that.
The next night was “loud” night. I had more toys I’d recently purchased that I wanted to try. Three of them were floggers and one was a crop. I had her assume the position and began using the first flogger. It stung, but was pretty normal. We had ones that were more harsh. The second flogger was also adequate, but nothing special. Both floggers reddened her ass pretty well.
Then there was the crop. It looked like a toy, really, but that toy really did the job. It stung and it marked. I used it on her ass and her pussy—it was easy to hit her pussy with that end.
Then came the Dragon’s Kiss. It was a double-tail whip with flat ends. I whipped her once and right away, I could tell this was different. Two perfect marks in the shape of those flat ends appeared on her ass. I hit her again. Two more perfect marks. Again. “Master, I’m weak.”
It is fucking RARE for her to use her safe word on an implement that quickly. The only other time was a rubber single tale that was really heavy. She has broken paddles on her ass, for fucks sake. Solid wooded paddles. She’s tough. But the Dragon’s Kiss was really harsh.
I made her orgasm a few times before I brought out the magnetic balls. She was already sore from the night before, so this was going to be…special. I put the magnetic balls on either side of her clit, then I added another on each side, which caused them to pinch harder. She was moaning repeatedly in pain while I positioned her so I could straddle her. I felt how absolutely wet she was as I entered her. I thrust hard to get the inevitable reaction. She cried out. “Oh, it hurts. It hurts! It hurts so much.”
“‘It hurts’ is not your safe word,” I growled as I fucked her harder. “You love it when it hurts, don’t you slut?”
“Yes!” she cried.
“Tell me you fucking love it.”
“I fucking love it!”
“Tell me you’re a filthy little pain whore.”
“Yes! I’m a filthy little pain whore!”
“Tell me you’re my fuckdoll.”
“I’m your fuckdoll!”
I kept fucking her and making her say what I told her to say. She got so wet and gushed more than once. I could feel the rush of her wetness each time.
I came inside of her, rolled off of her, then took the magnets off of her clit. That’s a fun time. It hurts like hell when they come off, and I love it. Then, like the previous night, I gave her aftercare and spent more time with her after.
