Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box - Sex Stories

Alice Shops at Charity's Toy Box

... girls really do it for me, and always do the best..."

Before she finished her sentence, she kissed me with crushing ferocity. I moaned into her mouth as her tongue swirled and darted across my lips and into my mouth. She kissed harder and more passionately, and I trembled under her oral assault.

I felt myself, some part of myself, just relaxing, as if there was no point in thinking about what was going to happen or worrying about if I was completely under her control, and that I might as well just accept that.

Charity broke the kiss. Looking down, I saw Rose attaching a long bar between my legs. She was binding it to my ankles. This bar was a little longer than two feet, but it would severely hinder my movements. I saw the large dildo by her as well.

While Rose was down there, she pulled a pocketknife from her pocket, "Better keep still," she said, more businesslike than I'd ever want someone saying while bringing a knife to my sex. She then cut my panties off by the bands and pulled them out past the leather straps that were pulled between my legs faster than I could yelp.

I was now fully naked save for the bondage gear attached to me. Rose then, with clinical preciseness, reached for the thin leather strands between my lower lips and pulled them apart. It was a 'feature' I'd not known about. The thin leather cords locked in place and acted to keep my, now very puffy pussy lips, spread wide and on display. It was humiliating.

I blushed and made to look ...

... away, but Rose's next actions were very unexpected, as she dove into my sex headfirst. I panicked and began twisting and pulling against my restraints. That accomplished exactly nothing, of course, other than to make my nipple clamps jingle and remind me how I was at their mercy.

It became obvious in moments that this girl had some experience! She was doing some strange things with that tongue of hers. It would flick in and out, dip and dart, lightly caressing me to the point of making me want to grind myself against her. Suddenly she licked hard and fast.

I felt Charity squeeze my tit, making my bells jingle. The hand holding my hair relented and began pulling on the back of the collar around my neck, restricting my breathing. I gasped for air as Rose brought her lips down on my clitoris and sucked in weird rhythmic ways that made my lower half tremble and shake.

"What a responsive girl you are," Charity cooed in my ear. She eased off the collar, letting me breathe in big gasps of air, "What a slutty girl you are. Tell me what a slut you are."

I felt Rose's lips leave my pussy. She looked up expectantly at me. I heard myself whimper. I felt my hips push forward, trying to return to Rose's soft mouth. My body craved the orgasm that I was so terribly close to.

"Your Mistress gave you an order, slut," Rose said, piercing the moment. Then using the flogger, she whipped my abdomen and my pussy. I flinched and twisted, trying to get away, but the bindings held me. ...