Gender: Male Age: 65 Location: N/A
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Let me describe my problem. She is my 14-year-old stepdaughter. She is about 5’ tall, weighs around 85 lbs., and is slim with long black hair. Before the accident she was a sweet, pleasant child. Now due to psychological and physical injures caused by an automobile accident in which her mother was killed, she has undergone a complete personality change. She has become the most unpleasant human being I have ever known and almost unbearable to live with. She has all the social skills of a spoiled six-year-old child. She is nasty, angry and completely uncooperative. The public schools have expelled her and will now have nothing more to do with her. She now spends about 18 hours a day in front of the TV and has a screaming fit if I suggest she do something else. Every time I displease her. She ducks her head and comes at me scratching and screaming. The doctors say she needs love and acceptance. How can you show love and acceptance to someone who acts like that? She has placed me in a ‘Catch 22’ situation in that I have too much money for the state to pay to have her institutionalized but not enough to pay for it myself. Although I was married to her mother for only six months, I am her nearest relative and as far as the court is concerned I am her guardian and she is all my responsibility.
Let me explain how all this came about. My first wife, Doris, and I bought a really great old home and began a renovation. It was a real labor of love. As we were nearing completion, Doris began to tire very quickly. A medical checkup showed cancer, which was too far along to do much about. I added a bathroom to a large downstairs room and tried to take care of her at home. After a while, I needed help and a social worker at the hospital found what seemed a perfect match. An unemployed nurse, with a 13-year-old daughter, who had just lost her apartment. They moved in and we made my wife’s last days as comfortable as we could. After Doris died it just seemed natural for Ellen to stay on and after a while we became lovers. Just six months after Doris died we were married and although there was no wild passion, we seemed to be a good match. Her daughter, Sally, seemed to accept me and was doing well in school. Several months ago Ellen and Sally were going down town to shop when they were hit broadside by a drunk driver. Ellen was killed instantly and Sally was in intensive care for a month. She has never fully recovered and she became my problem. When she came home from the hospital, I put her in the room I had prepared for my first wife when she became ill. It is a room with it’s own bathroom where I can lock her in if necessary which I frequently do when I have to go out. I am a computer software specialist, and I work at home so she is in the same house with me 24 hours a day.
The public schools put up with her for less than a month before they sent her home for good.
In desperation, I have made a decision to resolve the problem. Although she usually refuses have anything to do with me, when confronted and threatened with bodily harm, she generally sullenly resigns herself to going along with my wishes. I have decided to follow a program of extreme discipline. After a few months of this 'training' I hope she will become submissive and obedient enough so that I can at least bear to have her in my house and maybe even go out to public places. Although I know that this ‘training’ is going to be completely illegal, I am desperate enough to take the chance. My only other option is murder and of course that is even more illegal.
Today, I started the training of my stepdaughter, Sally. In preparation I had installed special equipment and made certain changes in my study for the ‘training’. I led her into my study. I opened my desk drawer and took out two soft padded wrist restraints. In a few short moments Sally had her hands fastened in front of her.
I shoved her to a rope hanging from a pulley attached to the ceiling and clipped the rope to the padded straps and pulled her wrists up and secured the rope to a tie down on a nearby wall. The look in her face expressed a look of bewilderment and fear. I tied a blindfold over her eyes. She struggled to avoid it but without effect and screaming at the top of her voice. I then picked up a pair of heavy scissors and began cutting away her blouse. When she realized what I was doing she began to scream even louder and thrash about. I switched the scissors for a heavy leather strap and after several heavy swats across her ass she was convinced to hold still and be quite. I now systematically cut all her clothing away.
This is the first time I have ever seen my stepdaughter completely naked. She has a tiny but beautiful body. She has a pair of small but perfectly formed breasts, a very shapely narrow ass and long, slim legs. I have never looked at her as a sexual object before but I now realized that I have had an erection since this started.
I sat at my desk and quietly observed her for several minutes. She first tested her bonds, then panicked and gyrated wildly for a few minutes, then quieted down then cried softly.
I pulled a chair up in front of her and sat down. I went to great pains to explain what I was doing and why, all the while reassuring her that I loved her and by her voluntarily going along with me she would gain love and acceptance. But willingly or NOT she was going through the training. I tried to explain that I was trying to bring her to her senses by this punishment. I told her that with appropriate behavior she could expect love and acceptance. I told her that her training would involve bondage, humiliation, and punishment.
I pushed the chair aside and picked up a two inch wide leather strap about two feet long. My first blow landed on her ass. The sudden shock of pain quickly brought her to life. She started screaming again, so with difficulty I shoved a ball gag into her mouth. She struggled, but I finally forced her mouth open and shoved the gag deep until her mouth was too filled to scream.
Her pain and agony intensified as I directed more blows to her body. She was soon crying with the gag frustrating her desire to scream. The look in her face clearly expressed a look of bewilderment.
I kept whipping her writhing body, sometimes directing a lash to her ass, back or thighs. I even walked around her and whipped her stomach and reddening cunt with the strap a few times. This provoked an even greater response, as the blows fell on her still hairless pussy.
After a few minutes of whipping her, I put the strap down. I felt drained.
This was the most pain she had ever felt. I could feel the bulge growing in my pants as my eyes took in the sight of my young ward. And it surprised me that I was enjoying it. Maybe the enjoyment came from a feeling of revenge for all the agony she had put me through during the past few months or maybe I was discovering a dark side of myself that I was unaware of.
By the time I finished, Sally’s body was covered in a fine sheen of sweat. I released the bonds that held her. Sally was so weak that she couldn't stand on her own. I carried her to her bed where I held her in my arms till she had cried herself to sleep.
The only difference in her behavior for the next few days was that she was somewhat subdued and she avoided me when possible.
A week later I called her into my study and ordered her to strip. She just looked at me and did nothing. "Immediately!” I say. Her hands trembled as they fumbled with the buttons on her blouse. One by one, the buttons are undone and the blouse is finally removed to reveal a white bra. She fumbles several times before she is able to undo the zipper to her jeans. She looses her balance as she tries to pull them down but I catch her. Finally they too fall to the floor. Clad now only in her white undergarments, she looks pleadingly at me hoping that she can stay as she is. "Please remove ALL of your clothing.” I tell her. Her eyes close as she reaches behind her to unfasten her bra. She is trembling and it takes her a couple of tries to finally undo the hooks. She has a distinct tan line showing the line of the one-piece bathing suit she has worn sometime in the past and her small breasts are white against the light tan of her body. The brown nipples are hard and sticking out from her body. She hesitates for a moment with her thumbs in the waistband of her panties and then, as though coming to a decision, she awkwardly pulls them off and hides her pussy with her hands. "Thank you.” I say, "Now please clasp your hands behind your head."
She was completely naked. I am again impressed with how pretty she is. She blushes as she obeys my command. She is deliberately avoiding looking at me. I have her stand like that for a moment or two watching her blush travel down to the level of her breasts as she waits, quivering, for whatever comes next. I have her put her hands back down. I take the two padded wrist restraints and fasten her hands in front of her.
I move her to the pulley attached to the ceiling and clip the rope to the padded straps and pulled them up towards the ceiling by the pulley and secured the rope. I again tied a blindfold over her eyes, which she struggled to avoid.
Once more I explained what I was doing and why. I again told her that this is for her own good. I explained that I loved her and through this she would gain love and acceptance. But willingly or NOT she was going through the training . She started to argue so I shoved the ball gag into her mouth.
I took the strap and begin whipped her writhing body, sometimes directing a lash to her ass, back or thighs. She was soon screaming against the gag. She felt hot sharp pain as I strike again and again. I continued whipping her writhing body for several minutes, directing the lash to her ass, back, thighs, stomach and cunt.
Again, I whipped her until I felt completely exhausted.
By the time I finished, Sally’s body was again covered in sweat. I released the bonds that held her and she fell to the floor. I carried her to her bed where I again held her in my arms till she had cried herself to sleep. I feel that tenderness and acceptance after each session is important in her training.
Unplanned SESSION 3.
A few days after the last session I asked her to wash the dinner dishes (She did this before the accident.) When I insisted, she ran to her room. I explained to her that I could NOT let her sins wait until her next training session and I was going to discipline her right then and now. I ordered her to remove her shorts and panties. I informed her that I had decided she merited 20 spanks on her ass for her behavior and then proceeded to lay her on her stomach on her bed. Then I gave her twenty hard smacks on her ass cheeks with my hand pausing in between strokes, which I counted off. At about the tenth stroke she started to sob and then cry and then quickly dried her tears but on the twentieth stroke she gave out with a short high pitched "OOOOOOH" gasp of pain. I then told her that I had to do what I did for her own good. She seems for now to have accepted the fact that I will punish her and is willing, on the surface at least, to accept the punishments. She is apparently truly sorry for arousing my anger. We shall see how she behaves in the future
I ordered her to strip naked and she slowly obeyed. I then strapped her wrists together and clipped then to a rope and pulled them up towards the ceiling by a pulley and secured the rope.
She hung there, no blindfold, no gag. In preparation I had inserted earplugs into my own ears. I had decided to just let her yell! My first blow landed on her left breast. I directed more blows to her body and put energy into every stroke of the strap. She was soon dancing and screaming since I had not secured her feet or used a gag. I kept whipping her writhing body, directing lashes to her ass, back and thighs. After about 10 minutes of whipping, my arm grew tired and I put the strap down. I felt emotionally drained. Sally’s body as usual by now was covered with sweat. I had decided in the beginning to always be careful not to break the skin or to bruise her. She just hung from the ropes crying. I told again her that with appropriate behavior she could expect love and acceptance. I told her that her training would involve much more bondage, humiliation, and punishment and that I was the one who decided when and how much. I released the nude girl and carried her to the couch and as usual held her while she cried herself to sleep.
I continue the training of my ward, Sally. The day after our last session she was subdued and polite. At dinner the next day, when I explain what I am doing, and why, she seemed to understand but was reluctant to talk about it.
Just now I took her hand and lead her into my study and locked the door. I warn her that if she persisted in her unacceptable behavior, I will increase the time that she will have to spend in being gagged and bound. I will punish her for her transgressions. I will inform her at the beginning of the session what punishment she has merited for her previous' days sins.
I ordered her to strip naked and she does. I had previously cleaned off a library table and moved it to the center of my study. I now asked her to climb on top of it and lie down on it face down. I then proceeded to put her wrists in cuffs and secure each to a table leg. Then I put her ankles in cuffs and clipped them to the table legs. This stretched her legs apart and exposed a beautiful little cunt and ass.
I could feel myself getting aroused as I took the strap and begin whipped her writhing body. She was soon screaming. After about five minutes I stop to let her rest. I released her bonds enough to roll her over on to her back and again place her in restraints.
I stepped back and looked at this beautiful young thing strapped securely face up to the table. I looked at those breasts, quivering with each breath. I took out some fishing line and cut off some short lengths. I made a good fisherman’s knot and slipped it over her fully erect nipple. The fishing line, when tightened, closed down on her tender flesh. I pulled it tight and saw that Sally was shaking with the pain. While doing this, my panting young ward started screaming again. She got so noisy that I had to jam the ball gag into her mouth. It was easier to work in the sudden quiet. I tied her other nipple in the same way. Amazing what a little bit of strategically placed fishing line could do. Sally was soon squirming, as she felt the line bite into her tender flesh. She just lay there, her breasts burning with pain, her eyes partially closed, gagged and breathing heavily through her nose. Her body shook with occasional spasms. She was breathing heavy and fast, completely flushed and humiliated.
She hates the blindfold, but I had to use it because I don’t want her to see how aroused I get. When she realized what I was doing, she shook her head wildly straining to avoid the blindfold. I tied the blindfold over her eyes. Sally's pussy was wet. Her nipples and breasts screamed with agony from the fish line.
Without further ado, I took a thin leather strap and swing it down on her upper legs. I notice her thighs were becoming very red. She is in very obvious pain. I then begin gently slapping the end of the strap against her pussy. I strike very gently at first to try to make the sensation pleasant as she feels the strap lightly hit her clitoris. The strokes, however, become steadily stronger and stronger. Her pussy is turning red. Her whole body feels warm. The final stroke is a hard one and she jerks. I reach into a nearby jar of ointment and take a small dab on one finger. Holding her pussy lips apart with one hand, I apply the ointment directly onto her clitoris. The ointment tickles a bit and she starts to involuntarily move her hips. The tickle on her clitoris has now become hot. The ointment that I put there is generating heat. She begins to squirm uncontrollably in her bonds. The heat continues to grow in intensity and between the stimulation of her clitoris, heat in her thighs and the fish line still attached to her breasts, she feels turned on like never before. She moans continuously into her gag and is struggling to free her hands so she can touch herself. Finally, without anyone touching her she experiences an orgasm. The orgasm continues for what seems forever as she screams into the ball gag and writhes on the table.
I can no longer control myself. I slid my hand to her clitoris and pinch and prod the clitoris with my fingers. I feel her body shudder from the grasp of my hands. I rubbed the hairless lips of her cunt which are by now very wet, and my rubbing and pinching had slowly pushed her toward another orgasm she was softly moaning with pleasure, and moving her hips against my thrusting hand. I slipped a finger into her tight hole while my other hand rubbed her clit and fingered her pretty pink lips. She was soon moving against my hand, but my fingers kept on working while her cunt flooded my hands with juice. I kept working on her cunt till she had finished coming. I could tell that the force of her orgasms had drained her. She now lay very limply on the table - all resistance was gone from her body.
I couldn't hold myself any longer. I pulled my stiff dick out of my pants and jerked off watching the bound and blindfolded young girl shiver and groan. It wasn't long before I came and I had to turn around to keep from shooting my come all over her tortured body. I was shaking with lust.
I left her bound, blindfolded, and gagged for several more minutes before carrying her to her bed. She seemed to be asleep and never responded.
Unplanned SESSION 6
Sally was doing so well that I decided to take her with me while I shopped for groceries one morning. She begged for some junk food snacks. She had done fairly well since her last training session so I said “O.K., This will be a reward for your good behavior.” At her insistence I bought her a large amount.
At supper that night she said she did not feel well and did not want to eat. When I checked the kitchen, I discovered all the snacks were missing. She finally admitted that she had ‘pigged out’ and eaten all the snacks at one sitting.
"Come with me.” I said and she followed me upstairs to the bathroom. Sally looked scared because she didn't know what was going to happen. I took out a large red enema syringe and Sally seemed not know what it was.
"First I’m going to clean you out and then you'll be punished." I filled the basin with warm water and a little liquid soap then sat down on a little chair. “Sally.” I said, "Off with your clothes!" Sally was looking at the floor but she didn't hesitate. As soon as she was completely naked, she came over to me and stood in front. She was so scared she was trembling. I had Sally get on her knees facing away from me. With my hands I spread her legs wide apart! With her white bottom and almost no pubic hair she was fantastic. I took some Vaseline on my finger and slowly worked it way up into her very tight bottom. She tried to close her legs but I told her to keep them open. I kept moving my finger in and out until her bottom was slippery. Then I took the enema syringe and filled it from the basin of warm soapy water.
Sally felt something cool and hard touch her ass and my hand moved beneath her to adjust it so it is touching the center of her anus. The hard long thick enema nozzle slide slowly but relentlessly into her bottom. She gasped at the sensation, she was, of course, afraid to do anything about it as the unyielding intruder slid further and further into her body. She was breathing in short ragged breaths and her whole body was trembling by the time the enema nozzle stops moving. She was fully impaled by it. Her ass was stretched uncomfortably wide and she was filled totally. I saw Sally's toes curl as it went all the way in. Then I squeezed the red bulb and the water went into her and she let out a little moan as she felt the warm water gushing into her. I pulled the nozzle out and filled it and emptied it into Sally's bottom two more times. Her stomach was very tight with the water of the enema. After watching this beautiful creature in fantastic discomfort for a few minutes, I let her go to the toilet.
When Sally was finished, I took her to the training room still completely naked. "Please turn around and bend over.” I say. I strap her hands behind her back and clip them to the rope dangling from the pulley in the ceiling and pull it up tight and tie it off. This pulls her hands up high behind her causing her to bend over and come up onto her toes.
I tell her that if she is quiet, I will not use the gag. She again felt something cool and hard touch her ass. A hard long thick vibrator slides slowly but relentlessly into her bottom. She gasps at the sensation as the vibrator slides further and further into her body. She is fully impaled by it. Her ass is stretched uncomfortably wide and she is filled totally.
I could feel the bulge growing in my pants as my eyes took in the sight of my stepdaughter. Her bottom now has the end of a plastic butt plug sticking from it. Her strapping is about to start and I watch as I swing the nylon strap onto her helpless white buttocks. The sharp crack of it sounds again and again as she is spanked. The anal dildo in her rear now start to move slowly in and out in long full strokes. She gasps at every insertion. The dildo continues to move and she moves herself franticly trying to get away from it. Please don't whip my pussy.” pleads my ward. I just smile. The first stroke of the crop on her pussy is quick and is quickly followed by several more. I watch as the crop strikes all over the sensitive flesh. The crop is now aimed at Sally's sensitive anus and I see it strike at and around the butt plug there. Sally is straining at her bonds as the crop strikes. She pulls at her bonds with the familiar feeling of helplessness as her hands pull into little fists and she squirms back and forth. She let herself go totally into the orgasm, feeling her stomach and thighs spasm again and again. Finally the anal vibrator is removed. As she feels the dildo slide out she is almost in a dream state.
I released the nude girl and carried her to her bed and tucked her in.
Two nights later I awake to find her bed with me, naked, with her hand on my penis. She begged me to make love to her. I had known from the beginning that this would happen sooner or later but I wanted it to occur when I was in control. This situation was good, however, because she now would think it was her decision. I told her, “Soon,” and put her back in her own bed.
The training of Sally is continuing. She is more submissive than before and on the surface anyway seems eager to please me. As a sign of her submission I have made her agree to place herself in bondage as well as agreeing to accept the number of strokes I deem necessary for her transgressions.
At present the reactions I am getting from her about my plans to physically discipline her are met with sighs of resignation and her attitude "of lets get this whole thing over with." She also admits somewhat grudgingly that the training does turn her on and it causes her to desire me and this admission from her is the first step towards her complete submission to me.
She thinks the strokes are for her sins and does NOT suspect that they are really to break her spirit. More stringent bondage sessions and more 'stimulations' with the whip are going to be necessary before she will have reached the point of instant unquestioning obedience to me.
The previous week I had taken the library table from my study to a carpenter shop and had some special custom alterations made to it. It was back now and ready to be tested.
I ordered her into my study and told her to strip naked and she obeyed. I had placed the customized library table in the center of my study. I now asked her to climb on top of it and lie down on it face up. I then proceeded to put her wrists in cuffs and secure each to a table leg. Then I put her ankles in cuffs and clipped them to the table legs, which stretched her legs apart.
I took out the same pieces of fishline which I had previously used on her. I made the fisherman’s knots and slipped them over her erect nipples. I pulled them tight and saw that Sally was squirming, as she felt the line bite into her nipples. She just lay there, her breasts burning with pain, her eyes partially closed. She was breathing heavy and fast and was completely flushed.
She is startled by movement and feels the surface under her begin to shift. It slowly spreads apart. The wood pulls her buttocks with it thus spreading open her anus and pussy.
I reach into a nearby jar of ointment and take a large dab. Holding her pussy lips apart with one hand, I apply the ointment directly into her pussy. The ointment tickles a bit and she starts to involuntarily move her hips. The tickle on the lips of her pussy and clitoris has now become hot. The ointment is generating heat. She begins to squirm uncontrollably in her bonds. The heat continues to grow in intensity and between the stimulation of her clitoris, heat in her thighs and the fish line still attached to her breasts, she feels turned on like never before.
She looked down and saw that my cock was monstrously erect. It is eight inches in length with a girth equal to her wrist. She gave a shudder of apprehension.
I released her ankles from their bonds. I ran my hands down her upthrust legs, grabbed her ankles and pulled her calves onto my shoulders. I took my cock in my hand and moved forward a bit, and then let my cock smack down on her abdomen. She felt it throbbing there, the purplish knob just barely short of her navel.
I backed up until I could push the tip of my stiff prong between her legs, then wedged it against her slippery pussy lips.
She looked down between them to where the huge bar of flesh reached down to her upturned cunt and shivered in fear.
My arms curled around her legs and gripped her hips. I put one hand on my cock, to guide it and with the fingers of the other hand spread her pussy lips as much as possible.
I began pushing into her.
"Unnnnnnnn...." The sound was forced from her mouth as she felt her cunt being wedged open by the hard, thick cock. Her tight pussy was resisting.
I pushed half the glans into her and stopped. My hands moved her hips from side to side, stretching her small hole against my dick. When I pushed again, She jerked her arms and hissed loudly as the knob finally popped into her.
I tightened my grip on her hips and began pulling her onto my shaft. Sally screamed uncontrollably as she felt her cunt being opened deeper and deeper, as she felt my heat probing into her wet depths. She gasped when I touched bottom and I immediately began pulling her off my cock, till only the head was still in her.
More quickly, I pulled her onto my wide prick. She squirmed with pain as it probed her, pressing her to her limits and then a little more.
I slowly sank the full length of my cock into her.
Sally screamed with pain. Her legs were bent back to her shoulders and her pelvis was arched up to receive me as deeply as possible. She felt my balls land on her upturned asscheeks and the base of my cock pressed into her stretched labia. She felt as if my glans was embedding itself in her stomach. She felt as if my cock was possessing her.
She'd done everything she could to hide how much it was hurting. She felt totally mine.
I began pumping in and out of her. Slowly, at first, then with fast strokes, I worked my meat in her tight, convulsing cunt. She could feel the juice squirting out of her with each withdrawal, and feel the pressure building inside her tummy with each insertion.
My thrusts took on more urgency and she felt my prick swelling even more inside her, testing the containment of her tight, clenching cunt.
She could feel the surge swell the length of my prick and then I was jammed to the bone inside her, moaning with release as I poured in her. Feeling my throbs, hearing my rumble of pleasure, she thrashed up at me even harder as I impaled her with my spurting cock.
Just as she felt my balls stop their jerking where they lay in the shallow furrow of her ass, I raised myself on trembling arms. She pulled her legs back and wider, free of my arms, as I knelt up. My cock had lost its stiffness and was slowly shriveling inside her.
I reached back and released her hands then raised her legs straight up and pulled them together, then slowly lowered to one side. I bent enough to get one forearm under her butt and hoisted her 84 pounds off the table. Keeping our genitals joined, I rolled her over onto her stomach and drew her to me with a grunt of pleasure.
I had one hand caressing her back, between her shoulder blades. The other was resting on her butt. She felt my finger move to her slick anus and probe. She groaned and pulled away from me.
She stirred again as she felt the finger massage her asshole more insistently.
The finger withdrew from her ass and I squeezed her buttocks. "Yeah, one day soon."
She has come full circle psychologically again. She now freely admits to both wanting the sessions and to being punished by me. She also admits that the sessions arouse within her feelings of 'being special' and newly felt pleasurable desires. I feel it is perfectly normal for this to occur. I want her to want and expect bondage and discipline. Put a young girl without any experience of sex in an environment of strict bondage and severe discipline, and she should eventually respond by learning to get turned on with pain.
I called her into my study and told her to strip naked and she obeyed without any sign of resistance. I asked her to lie on the customized library table face up. I then proceeded to put her wrists and ankles in cuffs and secure each to a table leg. Her legs were stretched apart. I then attached the fish line to her nipples.
I next reached down and picked up my newest acquisition, two long, shiny steel dildos, each about ten inches long. They were thick and could be held in place by a special leather harness. I slipped the harness around her waist and between her legs. It was designed to hold cunt and ass probes securely in their slippery holes. After securing the harness, I was ready to ram the steel dildo into her pussy. I rubbed the dildo's head around her cunt lips for a moment and smiled to see Sally's cunt start to juice from the metallic caresses. Sally just lay there waiting, waiting for the pain/pleasure that was sure to come. Her nipples and breasts screamed with agony from the fish line.
She felt totally stuffed, like a Thanksgiving turkey, by the large metal dildos in her. Her tenderest membranes were swollen and red. I took the strap and begin whipped her, sometimes directing a lash to her ass, back or thighs. She was soon screaming against the gag. She felt hot sharp pain as I strike again and again. I continued whipping her writhing body for several minutes, directing the lash to her ass, back, thighs, stomach and cunt. Sally was looking groggy, with a dazed look in her eyes. She was wearing out quickly. The pain was driving her beyond the edge and she knew she couldn't take much more.
SESSION 9 The reward
It is Saturday evening and we have just finished a fabulous meal. The meal was a reward for good behavior. She has done so well for the last few weeks that I have trouble finding excuses for her training. I even talked her into wearing a skirt and blouse to replace her cutoffs and T-shirt
"Come on.", I say, "Let's go play." She gives me a coy, little-girl smile. "Yes Sir.", She says. She follows me meekly into her bedroom. She isn't sure quite what to expect as I have made the evening an experience of the unexpected.
I have arranged her room with candles. Very tenderly I remove her clothing, kissing each part of her as it comes into view. First her blouse drops to the floor and she feels my hot breath as I kiss her neck and shoulders. She moans softly as I give her a gentle bite. I am standing behind her and she leans back against me as I reach around to undo the front clasp on her bra. My hands move softly across her smooth skin, stroking it and moving in ever-smaller circles toward her already hard nipples. My hands move lower now, stroking her belly. My fingers undo the clasp to her skirt. It falls away from her revealing pale blue silk panties. I look to see us reflected in the full-length mirror.
Her small body is stretched out as though attached to me. I slowly sink to my knees behind her and slide her panties down her legs. She steps out of her panties, now completely naked before me. My hands guide her to the bed laying her face down. She feels my hands touch her feet. They are drenched in warm oil. Starting at her toes, I slowly move all the way up her legs to her bottom. Over and over I rub her legs until all the knots are out. This is totally unexpected but wonderful. From her legs, I move up and start massaging her bottom.
Now my hands massage her back in long, strong strokes from the small of her back all the way to her neck. By the time I am done with her back, she is almost asleep. She offers no resistance when I turn her over to begin on her front. I start with her temples and move down her face. The massage continues down her body, firmly massaging her arms and fingers and then moving back up to her chest. The hot oil is softly worked into her breasts and nipples and then lower down to her belly and finally she feels her legs being spread apart to receive the last of the massage and oil on the lips of her pussy. The whole process has taken perhaps an hour, maybe less. I hold up several silk scarves. " I am going to use these on you I say.
"O.K.", she whispers. My hands are very gentle as they tie her wrists to the head of the bed. One scarf becomes a gag and her mouth opens wide to offer herself submissively to it. Now that she is truly helpless, she feels her pussy starting to get very wet. I sit down beside her and begin playing with her slippery nipples.
I drip more hot oil on them and begin rubbing it in. She feels my fingers slip a fish line loop over her nipple and tighten it. She moans at the sensation. She feels the other nipple being pulled and pinched as I attach the piece of fish line to it. She feels my hands gently opening her legs and her knees are now tied wide apart thus exposing her wet pussy lips. My fingers pull her tender pussy lips wide apart to further expose her. Do you want me to use a vibrator Sally?" I turn on the toy and begin touching her hot, oiled body with the humming instrument. I start at the inside of her bound knees and work my way upward.
Soon she is straining to be touched directly on her pussy but I won't. I touch her all over, first her belly, next her breasts, then the nipples and finally back to your upper thighs but it is a long time before she feels the vibrator right on her clit. I can't leave it there long because it will only take a moment for her to come and I won't allow it. It seems like an eternity for Sally as her body writhes in its bonds seeking relief.
Finally, you open your eyes to see that my clothes are now on the floor and I am sporting an erection that is, to say the least, impressive. I untie you, walk you to my study, and reattach you standing with your hands tied behind you and up to the ceiling. Your legs are attached wide apart to leave you completely accessible to me.
I move in behind you and you turn your head to see me holding a small leather strap. I swing the leather against your buttocks. The first few strokes are very light but soon I am smacking your smooth bottom in sharp stinging strokes. The spanking turns you on even more. It does not take long and it is over. You feel my hand rubbing your bottom and feeling the heat rising from it. One then two of my fingers slide into your dripping pussy to wet them and then they move further behind you to lubricate your tight bottom.
You reach up on your toes and moan behind the silk gag as her fingers go particularly deep. I am standing behind you and you feel the tip of my massive hard-on nudging against your pussy. I slide my fingers deep into your body and you move forward and bounce back, thus impaling yourself on my cock. I control the rhythm now as my fingers slide in and out of your rear pushing you harder and harder forward then falling back onto my cock. You know you are close to coming but it is not to be allowed yet. I remove my fingers and they are quickly replaced by my by a large metal dildo. Now you are filled as never before.
My large organ fills your pussy completely while the dildo fills your bottom. You close your eyes, savoring the sensation. You hear the hum of the vibrator as it starts sliding in and out of you. You feel me press against your well-spanked bottom and you are even more turned on by the feeling. The dildo and I start thrusting in a perfect rhythm. It pulls out as I push in then visa versa. Your body feels like its turning inside out. You feel my body tighten in the beginning of my orgasm. The feeling is too much for you and you feel both your pussy and ass tighten as your orgasm starts from the depths of your belly and flows outward. You cry out hard against the gag, letting yourself scream as we begin coming together.
TO BE CONTINUED
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