Now it was my turn. I strapped myself into the cuffs and waited for him. I looked down at myself, my black lace panties with matching black corset, I would pay for being clothed but I wanted to. The cuffs were slack on my wrists, I knew they would soon be tightened. I looked behind me at the table of toys and my wetness grew in my panties. 

The door opened, I turned my head sharply to see him as he entered, dressed all in black and his top clinging to him to show off his impressive arms. A smirk touched his lips for a second and then vanished. 

“Naughty girl. You are not prepared for me. This is going to take a little while.”

My heart pounded in my chest with excitement. He closed the door and walked towards me, as his green eyes burning on my body. His face was inches away from mine, he drew his nose to my neck and up my cheek, inhaling, and leaving a wake of goosebumps. 

“You smell like a slut, a dirty slut.” 

He grabbed at my hair roughly with his left hand and pulled me into a kiss, his tongue probed my mouth as his right hand kneaded my arse. Just as quickly as it had started he pulled away leaving an aching in my groin and the coarse impression of his stubble on my face. 

“Hmmm, what to do with you my little slut.”

He said as he traced a finger along my panty line and hooked it into the crotch, just softly enough to brush against my throbbing lips. He knew I was wet and that I wanted him. I knew I was not ready, I needed to be punished for the brazenness of being dressed in his presence. He pulled off my panties and inhaled my sex as he moved down my body; feeling his breath that close to my pussy ever fibre in my body wanted him inside me.

He stood and slowly unclipped every hook on the front of my corset. His knuckles moved slowly up my stomach and brushed delicately between my tits. When he finished, he let the corset fall to the fall with a gentle thwack. He took a step backwards and looked me up and down, I was completely naked in front of him. My white silky tits waiting to be touched by him and nipples standing to attention.

As if he read my mind, he cupped my left breast and thumbed my nipple. I bit my lip to stop a moan from escaping. He knew the sign and grabbed at my other breast, bringing his mouth down to my nipple and teased it with his tongue. I couldn’t stop it this time and a moan of pleasure escaped. He stopped his delicious assault on my tits as soon as I moaned.

“Come now slut, you know the rules.”

He pulled hard on my restraints, which lurched my arms up and they hung above my head; I was helpless and oh so horny. He moved behind me to the table of toys, sounds filled the air as he was looking for the thing to keep me quiet. I felt the heat from his body behind me, he stepped closer so I could feel the fabric from his clothes on my back and his strained hard on from his crotch on my buttocks. 

Moving my hair out of the way, he reached round and placed the ball gag in my mouth. I could taste the rubber and it pulled on my lips as he strapped it tight in place.

“No noise, slut. Thin walls. We can’t have you waking up the whole neighbourhood again.” 

Although, an over exaggeration I am very verbal and the sounds of my moans of pleasure brings our fun to an end sooner than either of us would like.

He moved around to stand in front of me and he gave my nipples a flick with his fingers, making them ripple. In his hand he had the nipple clamps. He attached them to my nipples giving them another flick. I groan inwardly and my pussy juices begin to drip down my thighs. He let out a slight chuckle.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head and threw it to the floor. He unbuckled his belt and slowly unzipped his jeans and they fell to the floor, he stepped out of them and his dick stood proudly. My eyes widened, wanting his cock inside me.

“Like what you see, slut.”

He grabbed his cock and starts to stroke slowly, I pull against my restraints; my eyes never leaving his self pleasure. 

“Oh, this feels so good slut. It’ll feel even better when I plough it into that tight arse of yours.”

He picked up his pace, pre-cum glistening on the tip. His eyes on me, mine on his dick. He’s close, I watch as his balls pull up looking heavy.

He moved closer, still hammering away at himself. He stroked my cheek and looked at the pleading in in my eyes for him to fuck me. He grabbed the back of my neck and shot his load; the first stream of cum reached my tits, the second my stomach. He let out a pleasured sigh.

“That’s for being dressed.”

I pulled against my restraints again, frustrated. 

“Come now slut, that’s not good behaviour.”

He slapped my arse, making it sting a little and a jolt of pleasure travelled to my pussy. God I needed to be fucked. I looked down at his cock, it was starting to go soft but I knew that wouldn’t last for long. If the ball gag wasn’t so restrictive, he would have seen me smile. 

He walked back over to the table and I heard more shuffling as he searched for something. I wanted to turn around but I resisted the urge. He is behind me again, cold metal touched my ankles, securing my legs in place, spread open ready and waiting for him. I would love to see his view, as my dripping juices shine in the dimmed light. *Crack* I heard the sound first and felt the sting afterward, as he flogged my arse.

He whipped me again, and then a third time. It felt wonderful. He came up behind me, rubbed his hands down my back and across my arse, tickling my hole with his thumb, moving further down his fingers touched my pussy, pushing in two fingers he moved them in a circular motion; I clamp my muscles around his fingers and I let out a muffled moan. 

“You like that. You feel so good. Tight and wet, just how I like you.”

He stopped finger fucking me and drew a line of my juices up my crack to my virgin arse. He rimmed my arsehole with his finger, applying a little pressure and it felt strange, in a good way. My heart was pounded again, I’ve wanted this for so long. He continued with the pressure and I felt his finger ease into my arse.

My body fought it but I relaxed and he entered further, slowly moving his finger in and out. It stung at first, but the longer he did it, the more pleasurable it became. I moaned against the gag and he pulled his finger out of my arse with a pop.

“Now, slut, you are ready.”

He placed his hand on my hips, positioning himself. I felt the tip of his, now hard, cock on my pussy and then he ploughed into me, hard. The sound of his flesh as it slapped against mine, filled the air as he continued his attack. It felt so good to finally have his cock inside me. I kept my pussy clenched as he pounded me, the restraints on my ankles bit into me. His fingers dug into my hips. He picked up his pace and started fucked me harder and faster.

I was so close to coming, he must have known as he slowed his pace and then pulled out all together.

“I’m going to take that arse now, slut.” A shiver ran threw me. 

I felt his dick on my arse and he eased his tip inside slowly; it burned and my eyes watered the further his dick got inside my virgin hole. Once his groin touched my arse, he stayed there for a bit; allowing me to get used to the new feeling of fullness. Then he started to withdraw, slowly, and he entered again just as slowly. He continued with this gentle pace for a while, it felt amazing.

He reached his left hand round and played with my clit as he fucked my arse, his right hand gave one of my arse cheeks a good stinging slap. I’d never felt pleasure like it. He picked up speed, both rubbing my clit and fucking my arse. I felt my orgasm building and my pussy juices continued to run down my inner thighs. 

He unclipped the gag, my moans of pleasure filled the air and were joined by his grunts of lust. He gave my arse another stinging slap, which sent me over the edge. I held onto the restraints, for support, as my orgasm took over my body; for fear I might pass out. As the wave of my orgasm subsided he pounded me harder, I felt his dick swell and he filled me with his seed.

Afterwards, he held me in place, again I wished I could have seen what we looked like. He pulled out and I felt his cum dripping out of my arse. He unhooked all my restraints and I laid in a heap in the middle of the room. He watched me as he dressed and I didn’t move. I don’t think I could of even if I tried, as the aftershocks of my orgasm travelled through my body. He bent down and gave me a longing kiss. 

“Until next time, slut.”