Revisit to Uncle Peter - Sex Stories

Revisit to Uncle Peter

... began their involuntary rocking motion. He put his hands on my hips to stop me from masturbating and looking into my eyes asked me if I wanted him inside me, through wet tear stained eyes I smiled and replied that nothing would give me more pleasure. He stood me up for a moment so he could remove his cum soaked trousers and release his magnificent erection, then sitting back down in the chair pulled me back onto his lap so he could impale me on his hard pole. Peters own orgasm was close at hand as I worked my hips up and down; he wrapped his arms around me holding me close as his stiff organ pulsed and filled my tight pussy with his hot thick cum. I could feel his warm cock juice working its way down and drip out of my splayed pussy lips so I looked up at Peter and shyly asked about his special table in the basement. Oh, Peter said, I assume Johanna has told you all about it, well not all I reply, Peter added that the table is used for serious punishment only, but continued by saying that maybe I would enjoy some real punishment. It was a very unusual table, sat low to the ground and had all kinds of attachments and supports to, as Johanna put it, to secure a young woman in any position he liked so he could whip you. Peter says he got the idea from a young woman he has chatted with on the internet and over the years he has made improvements and additions to it. On the wall was an assortment of whips, paddles, canes and belts, plus items to gag and give pleasure to whom ever ...

... found themselves on his table. Peter looked and me and asked if I wanted to continue because once he starts there would be no stopping. I was mesmerized by the overwhelming erotic thoughts going through my head and I guess my dripping pussy was doing the thinking for me because I could only manage to nod my head, yes. He asked me to remove my skimpy nightie, not because he wanted to see me completely naked but he said it would get in the way of the restraints. Peter held me for a minute after I had taken off my nightie, he looked into my moist brown eyes and smiling he said, I want to be honest with you so there is no misunderstanding, I intend on whipping you very hard and I am going to enjoy it, after I whip you I will ravish you without asking is that clear. Yes Sir was my reply, good girl he said, now let’s get you tied up. Peter lays me on my back with my legs high in the air and spread wide, he places some bars into the top of the table and adjusts them so they support and secure my legs. Next he locks my waist and arms with more steel bars and last he places a ball gag in my mouth. Peter removes his clothing next so that when he is ready there will be no delay. Peter stands looking at me making sure everything is to his liking, then walks over to the wall and chooses a long whip with nine tails. The whips he has down here are all a lot more menacing than the toy-like implements he has upstairs. Peters cock is swaying back and forth as he moves about and I can see clear ...