Flipping through channels with nothing to watch, I lay sprawled out on the couch in Jack’s living room. He was my dom and while we had plenty of incredible sex, I was starting to need even more lately. He hadn’t shown me much attention all day and I was beginning to get frustrated as the night got later and I got hornier. Earlier in the week, he had hinted at a surprise for the weekend but Saturday night was winding to a close and I was beginning to think he had forgotten about whatever he had planned for us.
I heard the shower turn off, and he came out into the living room in just a towel and watched me on the couch. The bastard knew that seeing him in just a towel made me wet and he smirked when I looked up at him.
“Can I help you?” I asked him, in a bratty voice. He knew what game I was playing.
“Of course you can,” he retorted, “and you’re going to, slut.”
He grabbed my wrist and yanked me up off the couch. I stumbled, catching my balance as he dragged me to the bedroom behind him. I began to remove my sweatpants and he impatiently lifted me onto the bed, yanking them down for me along with my panties.
“Get your shirt off,” he commanded me, and I followed his instruction, tossing my shirt to the ground.
He dropped his towel and climbed on the bed on top of me. I thought he would just take me right there, but he instead pulled my legs up by my head and grabbed the straps from underneath the corner of the mattress. First, my left ankle was cuffed, then tightened until the strap pulled my knee up near my shoulder. He repeated this on my right ankle.
Jack moved down the bed and grabbed my wrists, locking them in the straps at the foot of the bed and tightening them until my arms were restrained. He opened his drawer and pulled out my blindfold which I tilted my head to allow him to put on me. The black silk enveloped my eyes and my breathing became faster as my cunt got wetter.
I lay on the bed squirming and blinded, and heard him open the drawer again. I felt cool rubber rest against my clit, and the vibrator wand came to life, making me let out a low moan. He rested it on the bed lying directly against my clit. I squirmed under its unrelenting vibrations and felt my liquid beginning to seep out of me.
I heard him rustling in the drawer again and suddenly he took the vibrator away. I let out a sigh of protest and felt something like a cold patch being applied to the outer lips of my pussy, on either side of my clit, but not touching it. It took me a second to realize that small electric vibrations were pulsing through my groin and the sensation kept growing.
Jack then cranked the machine much higher and all my pelvic muscles clenched tightly at the shock-like sensations moving through me. I yelped and he lowered the power back down to a gentler buzz that still pulsed throughout my whole groin. I heard him laugh at my squirming, knowing I was just on the line between pleasure and pain. I then felt the vibrator return to my clit and he placed my hand on the base, instructing me to play with myself until I was close to cumming.
I quickly became lost in the sensations of the painful electricity coursing through the patches on my lips and the vibrations through my clit. I was brought back to reality by a stinging slap to my inner thigh by Jack’s leather paddle. I yelped again and he brought it down on my opposite thigh. Back and forth and with no rhythm, he smacked me, occasionally surprising me even more by moving up to my breasts and beating my nipples with the paddle. I was close to cumming when he removed the vibrator and smacked my face lightly with the warm leather.
“No cumming,” he commanded as he stroked my thigh, “now hold this again, but you do not cum until I let you.”
“Yes, sir,” I answered him grasping the base of the wand again and applying the head to my sensitive clit, then he removed the patches from my lips and put the machine away.
I heard him leave the room for a moment and tried hard to focus on not letting my orgasm approach too quickly. I sensed he was back in the room, and my hand was removed from the wand so that he could hold it for me. He climbed on the bed sitting over me, still holding the wand against my dripping slit. I felt his cock and balls brushing against my face and opened my mouth eagerly to taste him.
The wand moved down to my opening where it smeared my wetness around, and cold fingers began rubbing my clit. I gasped and Jack’s cock was shoved into my mouth, as I realized his hands were not the ones at my pussy.
I moaned around Jack’s cock and he could feel me smiling once I realized that he had not forgotten about my surprise. The wand moved back up to my clit and long fingers pushed their way into my slick hole, stroking my insides and causing me to gasp on Jack’s cock. He pulled it out of my mouth and replaced it with his balls which I greedily began tonguing, as my cunt was fingered faster. The fingers slipped out of me and I felt the head of a cock pushing at my entrance. I tried to reach out and grab this stranger’s cock but my hands were still strapped tightly to the bed.
The man pushed into me and I gasped feeling how much larger his cock was than my dom’s. I began moaning louder as my cunt was fucked and I sucked Jack’s balls into my mouth repeatedly. Jack put his cock back in between my lips and held my hair as he fucked my face and watched another man wrecking my pussy. I then felt him undoing the straps around my ankles, leaving my wrists for now. I wrapped my freed legs around the stranger, feeling his skinny frame pound into me over and over.
“That’s it, fuck her hard. She’s a slut,” I heard Jack say to him.
He moaned and grabbed at my tits, pinching my nipples as he did. While the man was fucking me, Jack untied my wrists. I hungrily pulled the man into me more, digging my nails into his ass as he thrust harder. I could feel my orgasm approaching as his pelvis ground against my clit with each thrust.