Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

... balls. He wasn't whacking at me, but the speed and intensity built quickly and I yelled into the gag and tried to twist away.

The same fast repeated tapping on my left nipple. I leaned into it and moaned with pleasure for a few moments, but as before the intensity became suddenly overwhelming, pain spreading over my chest, and I panicked and fought my restraints.

As soon as he stopped, it faded to tingling and I craved more. Although I was shaking like a leaf.

Tap, tap, tap. My right nipple hardened and swelled under the persistent onslaught. I determined to be braver this time. He wasn't even hitting me that hard, it was just fast and ruthless.

A few minutes later I was roaring my protest through the gag, and going semi limp in the wrist cuffs.

I found my feet again and stood, shaking and full blown sobbing as Master gently ran the tips of his fingers repeatedly over my sensitive hard nipples.

"You cry so beautifully," he told me. "I love watching your abs flex as you scream and sob."

To my surprise, Master started to trace my ridges with his lips and tongue. Kissing and licking my skin. He worked his way up my damp flesh until his lips reached my left nipple and he sucked me hard, then nipped.

I jumped and moaned. No one had ever treated me this way.

The hot mouth trailed over my thumping heart and licked at my right nipple, flicking the hard point, until I tried to move away, it was too much. Before starting to bite and suck at my chest. He ...

... was carefully, but unmistakably gnawing my nipple.

I gasped in air and with a shudder from head to foot, came over my legs, and probably Master's legs as well.

I felt his lips curve as he kissed and suckled more gently now. "Oh dear. I didn't give you permission for that."

Shit!

There was a short pause. I took in deep breaths, my skin quivering and sensitive, as Master rooted around behind me. It sounded like he was examining and rejecting toys.

Then I heard him walk back and started to tremble harder. I was scared, and aroused, and excited. Emotions vying for dominance, even as I ached to be dominated.

My tender right nipple was tugged, squeezed and twisted to maximum hardness, while I moaned and begged for more. Then I growled as a clamp pinched my hard nub tight, sending shock waves through my body.

My cock was rock hard again and I knew I was leaking. Cum, drool and tears, streaking my skin.

My left nipple was prepared and I whimpered, even as that dark part of me took pleasure in Master's chuckles. Then the next sharp pinch that stole my breath.

Master flicked the clamps a few times, making me yell and fight my restraints, before he tugged. Probably quite gently in reality, but it hurt like a fucker and demonstrated these were clover clamps. Was he going to add weights?

"Okay, enough fun. You need to be disciplined for cumming without permission." His voice dripped with amusement, and I wanted to grin, but the penis gag prevented it.

I ...