another night out for dawn - Sex Stories

another night out for dawn

... planned for me. I feel a probing finger smearing lubricant as it explored my rosebud, ‘he `s going for my arse’ I think, my mind reeling from the speed of the last few moments, he has it planned to a tee. Then came the intrusion of the butt plug, not huge but enough to stretch my cold ring and fill my bowel uncomfortably it was to be my companion for the night. He added a vibrator to my rapidly warming pussy, telling me not to drop, he turned it right up. It was soon doing what it was designed for, giving vibrations to my already aroused clit. He appeared at my head smiling and saying “you cold?” Teeth still chattering I nod as best the rope will allow. He smiled and I knew it was the wrong answer, as he picked up a paddle I had not so far noticed, he waved it at my secure face and said “meet the warmer.” He began to paddle my cold rump, the pain enhanced by the cold skin. I began to moan as the heat began to permeate the cold meat of my rump. Whack, whack, whack, the thing striking regularly; not over hard but over about 5 minutes it begins to really hurt, he kept to his task though I sensed he was waiting for something to happen The doorbell rang, the paddle instantly discarded he muttered “oh good”, he had been waiting for that bell. My mind began to race as he left me secure the kitchen door open and walked to the front door. I heard it open, cool air tumbling into the room, from the long hall; outside, a male voice, straining ears though still can`t hear what`s said. ...

... My heart thumping loudly now, Mind racing wondering if he`s invited a friend to share me.. The vibe is still doing its thing and my body beginning to react, though my mind is fixed on that stranger at the door. Door closes, footsteps, Master re-appears... Relief he`s holding a pizza it was a delivery man. I begin to come, deep pulsing, can`t move, breathing hard, time passes in an instant, bl**dy vibe, still banging away, unstoppable I feel a climax building. He calmly sits in front of me, eating the tasty morsel, feeding me odd bites but at such an angle it was difficult to bite or get a good mouthful, and anyway that vibe has all my real attention. The meal over, fingers licked clean by me, he slowly took off his clothing, his tool stiff forcing its way into my mouth, I knew what I needed to do, he held my head still, fucking my mouth, suddenly filling my throat with cum, Forcing me to swallow every last drop. Another climax, the vibe never missing a beat, deep inside my body, my puss now slippery with cum making it hard to keep it in place, worried about the consequences if the thing crashed to the floor my muscles desperately trying to retain the smooth plastic object. Laughing at my discomfort, he removed the vibe, relief; I had already lost count of the minor climaxes, as well as the two major ones I had had. Can`t see what he`s fetching, the sudden thwack of the cane , tells its own story, as a stripe of fire, leaves its mark on my arse, I jerk in my bonds, before the ...