Dangerous Liaison - Sex Stories

Dangerous Liaison

... flinched and muttered at the small fiddly movements on the clamps. Unable to see what he was doing. However, when my nipples were gradually distended again, the grip tightening as I arched forward as far as I could to try and counteract, I realized he was tying them off.

I moved forward as much as I could until I was shaped like a bow, my abs straining, every breath creating delicious pain through my entire body.

When I felt Master's hands on my ass, and the first drip of lube, his fingers slipping and sliding down my crack and teasing my hole, I surrendered completely.

A few minutes later I was impaled on two of his thrusting fingers, and rocking into the sensation, despite the yanking pressure on my nipples and the throbbing tugging on my balls.

Every breath I dragged in was a sob, and every exhale a groaned, begging, "More." I had never fallen like this before. No one had ever pushed me with such careful ruthless determination.

Once Master had me prepared to his satisfaction, I felt a large hardness press against me and shuddered, head to foot, as the dildo was slipped with careful confidence deep into my ass.

My breath faltered as it slid over my prostate, and before I could gain any sort of control it started to vibrate. Hard.

I shook, screamed, my nipples extending, balls throbbing, and cock exploding, shooting cum everywhere as I was completely overwhelmed by sensation.

I begged it to stop. I begged for more. Screamed and laughed. Then went ...

... limp, still cumming as the dildo continued to be rotated, twisted and shoved repeatedly in and out of my body.

Slightly dazed, I came back to myself as the clamps were released from the tie off.

Lube was dripping out of my ass, cum down my legs. I was still panting and sobbing, but the gag was gone. I blinked and realized the blindfold was gone as well.

I lifted my head and peered blearily into the mirror. Expecting to see some ruined and wrecked version of my body.

It was just me. Hooded and dripping in sweat etc. My balls were still in the stretcher and swollen, heavy looking, but the weights were gone and it looked like a gentle stretch, even if they were throbbing like divine hell.

My skin was slightly red from the flogger but that was all.

Master appeared with a bottle of water and held it for me to drink. He was hazy from the tears in my eyes, but I didn't mind that. It gave my imagination free rein.

"Thank you," I gasped when I was done.

"Time to get these off," he said, and without any more warning he opened the clamp on my right nipple.

I screamed. It had gotten to the point where it hurt more to take them off, than leave them on, and my scream echoed around the room. Stopping in gasped shock when Master bent his head and pressed his open mouth to my chest.

He didn't bite or suck. He simply placed his warm, wet mouth over my nipple and allowed his tongue to press lightly against my skin.

After a few moments my wretched sobs calmed a ...