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Waiting for you

... wet slit, up and down. Just as he built up a rhythm and I started to feel the build up to an impending orgasm, he pulled away and I wanted to cry out in frustration, but held my tongue. Behind me I saw him pull on a piece of leather. It was attached to a pulley system on the ceiling by chains, and he directed it towards me. "Climb onto the swing Samantha, rest your stomach on the leather harness." I leaned forward and let the sling take the weight from my body, so that my members were swinging down freely underneath; it was actually very comfortable physically, although mentally it was more than a little unnerving just hanging there, exposed. He positioned himself over me and attached the harness around my legs, which had a rigid bar spreading my legs wide open, and then tightened the strap behind my back. He moved around behind me and licked up from my clitoris, along my labia and up through my ass crack; I sighed. He reached around on the counter behind him and took out a rod, with what looked like short bits of material attached to the end. He proceeded to flick the tassels over my exposed ass crack; it hurt a little but mainly just inflamed my desire ever further. He would swap between flicking and licking, flicking and licking until I thought I would explode. The next sensation on my tight bud was soft and gooey and made me squirm as he rubbed it around. I tensed as I felt a solid object push against my previously virgin passage. My mouth was jarred open wide and my ...

... breathing arrested as the object gently penetrated my back passage. As it was worked more deeply inside, I felt it force my tight muscle ever wider, until the width fell away again and my rectum clamped around a thinned part, effectively plugging my ass hole. With the already delectable sensation of the plugging, filling me to perfection, the twisting tassels were then concentrated on my labia and tantalizingly tickled my throbbing clit. With my pussy so dramatically exposed, he was able to coerce me with precision. Again he intermittently switched between the tassel and the tongue, until I could no longer control myself. My body shuddered and shook, I moaned out with pleasure and relief, in equal measure as my orgasm consumed my aching cunt. A rush of endorphins flooded through my prostrate form, as my woman cum literally squirted out of me. The intensity of the release left me with tears in my eyes and as I looked down I could see it's physical embodiment, my pussy juice, slick against the tiles. "I do so like it when my slut squirts for me," he purred as he licked his eager tongue between my legs to savor the nectar of his handiwork. I was suspended, weightless, in a dreamy and euphoric state as he unzipped his trousers and introduced his manhood into my willing mouth and fucked it. I sucked on his hard cock hungrily and gagged as he pushed his pulsing prick down my throat. I felt so wanton. Actually I just felt. I had abandoned my mind and submitted my body to this playground ...