1. Sir - Full of Surprises


    Date: 3/13/2016, Categories: BDSM Author: Hotpants66, Source: xHamster

    ... girl, I think I can handle that.” He pulls an ottoman over in front of the fire, picks me up and lays me across it, head hanging off one side, reaching up and spreading my legs wide. He slides his cock in my mouth. My hands reach up for him, one on his balls the other stroking the shaft as my tongue works circles around the head. He leans over and slides his fingers inside of me. He starts moaning, as he pulls his fingers from me and places his hands on either side of me as he starts thrusting hard down my throat. I gag every time he hits the back but I don’t back off, my hands have trouble holding him he’s thrusting so hard, and then it comes, that growl I love so much as I feel his cum shooting down my throat. He slides out of my mouth, and helps me sit up, the look in his eyes is pure lust. Oh I do love when he gets that look. I’m going to be fucked hard and I am ready! “Turn over.” I make a production of flipping myself over, laying across the ottoman. Rolling back and forth, as I hear him behind me trying not to laugh at me. “You just don’t learn do you baby girl.” Let me just push this button of his so that I can get what I really want. As I look back over my shoulder, give him that look that he loves and despises all at the same time… “Nope I don’t learn” And with that his hand comes down hard smacking my ass, before he grabs me by the hips and thrusts into me so hard I almost fall from the ottoman. Yes! This is what I have wanted since he put me in that damn truck. ...
    ... Cock driving into me over and over. One hands releases me so that he can spank me between thrusts. I realize I don’t know if I am ask permission or not, before I can decide what to do, my body takes over and I cum hard, body trembling. He stops. “You did not ask nor did you have permission to cum. Do you know what that means?” “Yes Sir, I may not cum again until you command me to do so, no amount of begging will matter.” “That’s right.” I know what this means, I’m going to be teased to the point of passing out before I get that command. What have I done. He starts by moving me over to the blanket and lays me down flat, spreads my legs wide. “I think we’re going to teach you a real lesson.” He starts to look around the room and then toward the fireplace. There’s a thick wooden mantel that runs the length of the room, with large pegs here and there. “Don’t move.” He goes to the bag he brought in and pulls out the leather cuffs he uses to tie me to the bed. He comes back and places them on my wrists and ankles. “Stand” He leads me over to the mantel and takes the ring on the wrist cuff and latches onto one of the pegs. He stretches my other arm out and attaches it as well. I’m stretched a bit too far to be comfortable but I know better than to complain. Now he’s looking at my ankles and sees nothing to attach them to. He looks at me and knows I can’t go anywhere and he walks into the other room. When he returns he has 2 pieces of rope. He loops it through the ankle strap and ...