Too good of a deal - Sex Stories

Too good of a deal

... made me very aroused. I hated myself that I could not put up any stronger resistance against her. But that's life when you love sex as much as I do and when your "partner" is someone who understands sex as well as Carol does. My sphincter tightened around the metal rod when the bulb popped into my rectum thus securing the anchor safely inside of me. The anal hook felt like it was custom-made for my ass. The cool metal rod curved upwards from my lubricated asshole, made a half circle, and was resting right between my shapely ass cheeks. The hook fitted me so perfectly that I could not even shake it a little by moving my ass. It was like a handle for my lower body... which I hoped that no one would ever pull. As I soon found out, that was a pointless thought from the beginning.

I could hear Carol's footsteps when she returned after her brief visit to the bathroom and storeside. She talked while walking to me, 'Did you get accustomed to the hook yet love? It is going to be your close friend next several hours. When you take it out, please wash it. And no need to return it here, it is my gift for you.'. She giggled and took her chair closer to me. 'Next Alisha, I need to tie your hair with this rope.', she showed me a black colored shibari rope that she had just taken out from its package. Carol continued, 'I feel that black suits you the best, don't you?'. Even if I had been able to answer, she did not wait for me, 'I need to make a knot to your hair so that it looks like a ...

... ponytail. But I will try to make it so that most of your hair is flowing freely. I would not like to hide such beautiful hair with a full ponytail.'. She opened the rope and started to gather my hair, 'Now the first knot... and it goes through here.'. She kept talking to herself about where the rope goes next, 'Don't you worry love if you cannot keep up. I can send these instructions to your email if you want to try it yourself someday.'. When she was done, she tested the strength of the knot by pulling the rope a couple of times. My head was pulled backward each time she yanked the rope. 'Sorry about that love. I had to try that the knot holds.'. I was grunting angrily, 'UGH! AGHH!'. She did not mind, 'Thank you love for not making this difficult. Tying the rope to hair is actually harder than it looks. But now that it's done, we are almost done. Just the final fun part.'.

I knew what to expect next. Carol's hand touched the hook and my asshole started twitching around the rod. I felt how she pulled the other side of the rope through the metal ring. She said, 'I am going to start pulling the rope now. I suggest you raise your head so I do not need to use too much force. I am going to make it tight, but not so tight that it is unbearable. Unless of course, you force my hand. But you wouldn't do it, right love?'. In defeat, I shook my head for 'No.'. 'Good girl.', Carol replied. I raised my head and I felt the tension with the rope just increasing. Tension reached my anus ...