Jodie's Slaves Part Four - Sex Stories

Jodie's Slaves Part Four

... that you begged me to play!” I insisted. That got her! She knew I was right and I would be the one in trouble when it was all her idea in the first place...well, so she thought. She nodded.

“Okay, just for a minute, though,” she agreed.

“Totally! It’s just practice, no big deal,” I said. She relaxed then and knelt up when I told her to. I tied a simple chest harness, not too tight, just enough so she could feel it and imagine how her Mom was going to be feeling. She liked the ropes, I could tell, but she didn’t want to admit it. She was turned on big time and got more so when I did a couple of single column wraps around her wrists. I double wrapped them so they were not biting into her and attached her wrists to the posts of the bed. I quickly did the same to her ankles and stepped back, admiring my handiwork.

Her vulnerability was written all over her face, she didn’t like that part, it scared her, but she was still turned on enough to be flushed and damp. Before she could speak, demand to be released, I put on my most playful and admiring look, climbing back onto the bed to run my fingers gently down her side.

“Oh my God, Julie! You look so beautiful!” I kissed her to keep her from speaking and rubbed her nipples gently. She really loves that. Her nipples are more sensitive than Barb’s. When I finally get to play with her properly, those clamps are going to hurt like hell!

That thought excited me so much I had to watch myself carefully. I wanted to scare ...

... her a little, not completely freak her out!

She had relaxed under my hands, surrendering to the pleasure I gave her, all thoughts of release gone for the moment. I worked my way down her body, kissing and sucking gently on her nipples before licking my way down her stomach. I kissed her mound, but skipped her pussy, moving instead to her thighs and all the way down her legs to her pretty little feet. I sucked on her toes which made her gasp and writhe in her bondage before working my way back up to kiss her neck. She sighed and moaned, her hips lifted once or twice, I was still avoiding her pussy and she was frantic.

“You know, with you all tied up like this, I could do anything…” I said, tickling her in her most sensitive places. She giggled, trying to stay quiet. I slid my hand from her ribs to her breast and pinched harder than I ever had before. I kissed her hard, muffling her cry so it never got beyond our safe space. I followed the pinch with my mouth, sucking hard enough to cause her some discomfort and even biting, just a little, no more than a light pinch with my teeth.

“Jodi, stop! That’s too hard!” she protested. I looked up at her and feigned a little bit of anger.

“Good enough for your Mom, though! I never thought you were a hypocrite, Julie. You get so hot about me hurting your Mom...you want to hurt her yourself.” I reached for her pussy finally to find her soaking wet and plump, my fingers sliding around her slick folds. “You are practically cumming ...