I had been in constant contact with Sir for quite some time and when he visited we always played very well together. Then Sir invited me to his house for a long weekend. I was nervous at first, our nights together could be intense, I didn’t know how a weekend together would be! However, my desire and arousal, as well as wanting to please Sir quickly lead me to the only logical decision. I immediately agreed, but did express concern that my vehicle was not the best. Sir told me he would meet me about half way, but at a price. He did not give details, but I didn’t need to know them. I knew that the price would be well worth it.
The day came and I packed a small bag – because I knew I wouldn’t need much! I drove to the meeting place and met Sir. I slid into his car and Sir immediately grabbed my hair, pulling me in for a long, demanding kiss. After which we set off towards his house. A few miles outside of town Sir turned off the main road and traveled down a deserted service road. My pussy clenched in anticipation, I knew this meant our weekend of fun was going to begin much sooner than previously anticipated.
Sir pulled the car over, “Get out, bend over the hood, slut.”
“Yes, Sir.” I quickly unbuckled and did as I was told, my pussy was dripping, nipples aching, only Sir could make me this horny!
I heard Sir walk behind me and set a bag on the hood out of my view. “Put your hands behind your back.” “Yes, Sir” I immediately complied and felt fur handcuffs applied. We had not yet used any restraints and I felt a slight panic. “Sir? Handcuffs?”
“Yes, slut, I decided we will try restraints this weekend. If you need to use your safe-word, do so. I won’t be disappointed.”
“Yes, Sir, thank you.”
Next, I feel Sir lift up my skirt, a cool breeze increases my sensitivity over my pussy. He bunches the skirt and shoves it into my hands. I gladly hold it for Sir. My pussy clenches in anticipation. Will tekirdağ escort he fuck me? Will he spank me?
“You are very wet, you’re such a little slut. Aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir. I’m a slut, your slut.”
I feel your fingers tracing the backs of my thighs before you target my clit and start rubbing.
“mmmmmmm, that feels so good, thank you, Sir.”
Sir abruptly pulls his hand away and then slaps my ass. He slaps it several more times, I can feel the heat.
“I want you to know who owns this ass for the rest of the trip.”
“Yes, Sir. Thank you.”
Next I hear a click from a bottle opening and then the cold lube on a plug at my asshole. I relax to accept the plug.
“I bought you a new toy, I think you’re going to like it.” I immediately feel that the plug is larger than what Sir has used on me before. My pussy clenches again.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Don’t thank me yet, slut. Also, later, you will give me a proper thank you.”
“Yes, Sir, as you wish.”
The plug slides in, I can feel its girth and weight. It stretches and only serves to increase my arousal. I then hear Sir’s belt slither through your belt loops. I hear a smack as Sir tests it on his palm a little. Next I feel the bite of belt on my ass, Sir gives me several good smacks with it before putting it back on.
I’m breathing heavily and my ass hurts a considerable amount. Sir has never used a belt on me, but we had discussed that I was curious about it. I hope he uses it again soon.
“Get in the car, slut.” Sir picks up his back and opens my door. I slid in and Sir buckles me in before getting in on his side. I can feel the plug pushing in further and I can feel every stripe the belt left. My pussy clenches and I all I want is to cum.
“Where are your clover clamps? Did you bring them like you were told?”
“Yes, Sir, they are in my bag, in the bottom.”
“Good girl. I’d trabzon escort hate to have to punish you…”
Sir reaches into the back seat, retrieving my bag and pulls out my clamps. Next he pulls my tank top and bra down below my breasts. Sir begins to pinch, pull and twist at my nipples.
“mmmmmmmm, Yes, Thank you, Sir.” I turn towards him, offering my breasts to him. Then as Sir stops I prepare for the bite of the clamps. Sir attaches them and my pussy clenches, yet again. I really hope Sir fucks me soon!! Once the clamps are attached Sir gives the chain a slight tug before letting it fall. Sir leaves my breasts exposed.
Sir starts the car and drives towards the main road. I glance at the clock and think about the fact that his house is at least two hours away. The ache in my nipples slowly increases over the next thirty or so minutes. We haven’t talked much, just listened to the radio.
That is when Sir reaches over and gives my chain a tug. My pussy clenches and I arch my back in a futile attempt to follow the chain.
“Are you getting sore?”
“Yes, Sir, very much so.”
“Were you thinking of asking me to remove them?”
“No, Sir, I like the pain in my nipples and it pleases me to please you. I will gladly wear them for your enjoyment.”
“Good slut. I’ll take them off in a bit though.”
“Thank you Sir.”
We drive for another 20 or so minutes and then Sir takes an exit, pulls over and removes my clamps. As the blood flows back the pain increases to a nearly unbearable level. I take several deep breaths. Sir tucks my tits back into my bra and pulls up my tank top. Then says, “Close your eyes.” I immediately comply and a blindfold is secured over my face. I smile, good things always happen when Sir blindfolds me. Next Sir says, “Open your mouth.” I do so and instead of feeling his fingers I feel rubber. I open wider to accommodate what I believe to be a ball sivas escort gag. Sir has never truly gagged me before, but it is something I have wanted to try.
Once the gag is in place, I realize I cannot safe word for the restraints while gagged. I let out a small whine.
“I know you can’t safe word with a gag in your mouth, which is why I took off your clamps. You don’t have anything too concerning going on, and if you squirm or make some noise I will know to check on you.”
I nod my head and then sit back to enjoy the rest of the ride to Sir’s. Eventually I feel we have entered a neighborhood and then I hear a garage door opening. Once the car is off Sir unbuckles himself and me. He comes to my door and opens it before guiding me out and then through the door into the house.
“Welcome to my home, slut.” I nod and follow the tug on my arm. When Sir stops he scoots me forward, I can feel a bed at the front of my legs.
“Bend over the bed slut, I want to fuck your pussy.”
I immediately comply and Sir again pulls up my skirt and hands it to me. I feel his fingers tracing the lines on my ass from his belt.
“I love stripes on my slut. I think we’ll have to do that more often.” Next Sir finds my clitoris and starts to rub it before impaling me on his thick large cock. I lift my hips to meet him and he continues rubbing my clitoris. I’m so horny and want to come, but clearly cannot ask for permission.
I start to make mewling and moaning sounds through the gag.
“What’s the matter slut, do you want to cum?”
I try to nod and make noises to convey, that YES, I do want to cum.
“You may cum.” Sir grabs my hair and pulls while increasing his attention on my clit, pounding into my pussy and moments later I orgasm, milking his cock in my pussy. I feel Sir orgasm as well, and smile as much as I can.
Sir unlatches my gag and I immediately turn, dropping to my knees and open my mouth to clean his cock. While taking my time to lick and suck him clean I can feel his cum leaking from my pussy.
When I finish Sir gives his approval, “Good girl.” I smile, pleased I was able to serve him.
It’s going to be a very fun weekend!