1. Following Leap Day Tradition


    Date: 2/19/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: Anarie, Source: LushStories 

    ... from the collar, "This is where I would normally remove those clamps from your tits. Today, though, you will undress me first. Your bound hands should pose too much of an issue."

I nodded and proceeded with this most enjoyable task. Once he was magnificently naked, He lifted one of my breasts, sucked on the tortured nipple and removed the clamp. I squealed as the blood rushed back into the nub. Before I could recover, he administered to the other breast in the same way.

He picked me up and I wrapped my legs around his hips. He positioned me over his sword, piercing me to the core before dropping both of us onto the soft bed. I cried out and came, luxuriating in his possession of my body. He followed soon after and rolled off me.

"Damn, that was fast," he panted.

"It was, Sir. It was perfect."

He turned to look at me and said, "Ready for your extra?"

I giggled.

"Good. Get down there, love. Suck my dick until I'm heard again. That's it, turn around so your ass is within reach. Do not, I repeat, do not take your mouth from my cock until I tell you to."

Happily, I did so. I adore the taste of our mingled juices on his cock. I felt him wiggling a bit and then the coolness of anal lube being pressed inside of me. I moaned, sucked with even more enthusiasm, and wiggled my hips. He continued to press lube inside of me while I sucked on him. So much lube, in fact, that I wouldn't have been surprised if it began leaking out of me. Eventually, his cock was again ...
    ... at full staff and he said, "On top, cowgirl."

I eagerly obeyed. I slid my overly lubed ass onto his rod, moaning with pleasure. Since he had already come once, I doubted if he would again or at least, he wouldn't for some time. I was in for a long ride.

He tweaked my nipples, pinching them tightly, but not painfully. "Keep it up. Keep riding your stallion until he's foaming at the mouth, love."

I came. Again. And Again. I began to beg for mercy. He did not grant it. Once I stopped, catching my breath, only to have him swat my still tender ass HARD.

"You do not have leave to stop!" he admonished.

"I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry," I babbled.

I screamed his name. He grabbed me tightly around the waist, flipped me over and plunged so deep inside of me I swear I could taste his come as he filled my second hole.

We snuggled again for a while before I glanced over and saw Sir holding the anal plug. I closed my eyes, knowing what was coming.

"You wanted extra today, love, and you're going to get it."

He knelt between my legs and lifted them so that I was in the diaper position. Slowly, he inserted the plug before again lying beside me and holding me in his arms.

"It's perfect, Sir. Thank you for that extra lube you injected," I answered sassily.

"Now, love, we're going to sleep. I'm exhausted. You are going to keep that harness on and that plug in all night, aren't you? I'm going to release your wrists, though."

"Yes, sir," I dreamily responded. ...
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