Deviant Desires (Closed)

Wystler smirked ever so slightly as she scowled. She was used to a world where things were 'fair'. She was used to a world that had equality rules and political correctness... and that world was what about ninety percent of people lived by, as well as within. Unlike that ninety percent though, She had moved from it into a very different world... the world of the rich and powerful.

The low and medium class complained all the time about how the rich and powerful lived by much different rules than anyone else... and the thing was... they were more right than they ever thought! The pure arrogance of his 'stance' of belief came from a different upbringing, alongside a different set of living priorities. To Wystler... it hadn't been 'wrong' to buy out her contract thus making her basically his... because even before that... surely she could admit that she already was.

Even as she gasped and wriggled slightly within his grasp. Even as she fought against his grasp though he had to smile as she said that. Leaning back down a tad though she felt his hot breath tickle the spot he had just marked right below her ear as he mused. " My father once taught me something very useful for life." His voice growing quieter, and yet more vivid to her senses he was sure. " Life isn't fair." Though as he said that, he gave her a squeeze, before he let her go.

" Stay facing that way." He growled to her as she could hear him step back. He untied the robe and pulling the sash free, the robe was black, as she had seen when he had first 'come in', and even as he slipped the rest of the robe off he pulled the sash free, before he moved to her. Wreathing the sash about her elbows, suddenly she could feel her arms pulled backwards towards one another as he bound them with the sash... it a simple binding, but signifying of the difference within their 'stations'.

Even as he did though he had also yanked the offending mask off... and moving back to her, he circled her, he very naked and 'exposed' as he looked down to her. " We meet again Aly." Though before she even had a chance to be stubborn, or to be cheeky with her response... before she even had a chance to think about whether this was 'right or wrong' he grabbed her up, his arms encircling her as he leaned down.

His lips solidly, hungrily kissed her as his hands slid down right to her ass... she having to trust in him that he wasn't truly going to drop her as he grabbed her ass in his hands and picked her right up... his lips devouring hers, his tongue stabbing, demanding entrance to her mouth as their naked bodies rubbed together. It seemed the young man she had spent a night flirting with an eternity ago now it would seem had taken more than her time... but her interests, and now owned even her as well!
 
Perhaps she was ‘his’ before he bought out her contract, but that was NOT something she was going to admit. At least not yet anyways.

She shivered as his warm breath washed over her skin and she bit back a small whimper. His voice got quieter but in her mind it grew louder as her focus shifted to him and she opened her mouth to respond to that but something in her told her that it would do no good and she closed her mouth again without saying anything.

" Stay facing that way." he said and she sighed softly “Yes Sir” and even though she stayed facing the way he had told her she wriggled and squirmed on the spot. Her ears strained and she heard the swish of the robe as he took it off and drew the sash from its loops. She gasped as he grabbed her arms and pulled them behind her, she squirming even as he quickly bound her elbows together “What, don’t you think you can handle me untied?” she teased, grinning as she spoke.

She gasped as he moved back in front of her, her jaw dropping slightly and before she had a chance to answer him, he kissed her soundly, cutting off her words. She whimpered and yelped into the kiss as his hands grabbed her ass and hoisted her up off the floor. She felt she couldn’t move or he would drop her and so she just hung there in his hands. She felt awfully off balance with her arms tied behind her and her chest thrust forwards and she longed to at least be able to wrap her legs about his waist.

She ‘submitted’ to his demands to part her lips and slowly they opened to ‘allow’ him access. Their bodies rubbed together and she moaned as he grazed her sex and she began to moisten, a dull throb setting up in her nipples and clit, his hands on her ass slightly parting her cheeks
 
Wtstler could see that the 'fight' inside her would not abate quite that easily... and for that, he was actually thankful. He enjoyed her spunk, her 'fight' and her attitude... it was all a part of whom she was. Just as with that though he liked how she did submit to him.

Even as she replied in response though he smiled at her little quip of a comment... though even as she did he looked right back to her and shrugged. " I enjoy the sight of your large tits pushed out." He replied calmly... though even as she had that thought of gasping and having some form of coherent remark about the 'UN-veiling' of her mystery master, he smiled.

He didn't care what she felt... she could tell she was safe... his arms braced her, his strong hands supported her... and even as she submitted to his demands his tongue pushed right into her mouth, dueling with her own for a moment as his hands parted the cheeks of her firm ass slightly, the warm air tickled the sensitive hole there.

Yet after a moment he set her down again, his lips not leaving hers for a second longer before he finally broke the kiss. " So... happy with whom your mystery lover is?" He asked with a grin... though even as he asked it he moved his hands around and solidly pinched her nipples, holding them as he pulled them out from her body, he also pulling up, so she had to 'dance' on the balls of her feet towards him... lest she yank even more upon her nipples.

He could see that she was pleased... perhaps shocked.. but at least she hadn't been sold to an 'old guy'! He was sure that she was going to be 'fine', and that tonight would mark, both physically and emotionally a new beginning!
 
Aly simply couldn’t respond to his comment. Secretly she agreed, her breasts did look fantastic pushed out like this. Oh she could tell that she was safe, he was strong and held her firmly, and she knew that he could ‘handle’ her, he had proved that at their previous ‘meeting’, but that didn’t mean the her mind truly ‘believed’ he had hold of her and she wouldn’t topple backwards if she wriggled too much.

She moaned softly as his tongue invaded her mouth, it duelling with her own and his hands pulled her bum cheeks ever so slightly apart so that the tight ring of muscles was exposed to the caress of the warm air of the room.

He set her down and broke the kiss with a grin. She smiled back at him and nodded “Though I didn’t expect it to be you”she mused, half to herself. She gasped and yelped softly as he grasped her nipples between thumb and forefinger and tugged the already taut skin forward and upwards. She had to follow or have the sensitive flesh drawn even more tightly away from her. He tugged so high that she had to rise up onto her toes to compensate. She overbalanced slightly at first, falling back to flat feet with a small squeak of pain before she righted herself and submitted to her body’s cries to rise up once more.

This time she planted her feet more firmly hip width apart before she rose up, taking some of the strain from her stretched tits. She was sure she would indeed be fine, but nerves still jangled in her chest and her stomach flipflopped as he tugged and pulled her into position. Her sex had already begun to moisten and her body was responding to his mere presence in ways that she didn’t fully understand
 
He could see that even had she truly liked the look of herself as she was... her upbringing would hold her back from admitting it. Even as she had to submit to the hold that he had upon her, he could also tell that she was having a 'tough time' of it... as most were survivalists... and he took away her ability to 'survive' should she fall... she having to trust only in him!

Even as he felt her moan, he could feel her heated flesh as she wriggled and writhed... it only serving to push the fingers of his hands more deeply into the cleft, digging ever so easily. Even as he set her down though he had to smile to her... he seeing that she was considering the state of herself, before his fingers clamped upon her nipples, pulling her up.

He was 'patient' with her, waiting until she pushed herself up onto the balls of her feet and balancing... he then 'made her move', he making her walk up on the balls of her feet around the room as he held her nipples captive. Even as he did though he stopped before a wooden barrel which was smooth. He swiftly untied her elbows though before he looked to her.

" All right beautiful... lay back over the barrel." He remarked with a smirk... he was clearly going to have some 'fun' with her before he would be taking her anywhere. He looked to her though and waited until she had done so before he moved and cuffed her ankles spread out, she feeling him stretching her arms as well, before she was splayed over the barrel, quite helpless against anything he might wish to do to her.

" There we go... now, tell me Aly... did you masturbate this month thinking about what I did to you last time?" He asked with a grin as he went to the 'toy wall' and picked out a soft black leather cat of nine tailed whip... he moving back to her as he waited for her response, he lifting the tails to tickle and caress her nakedly helpless flesh... he watching her the entire time!

 
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She gasped, sucking in her breath with a slightly whistling sound as her own wriggling and writhing drove his fingers more firmly into her flesh, not hard enough to pierce her skin but definitely hard enough for her to know they were there.

She whimpered as he tugged her forward ‘forcing’ her to walk around the room as if she were wearing a pair of stiletto heels. She sighed and shook her arms out as he espied the barrel and untied her arms. She frowned at the barrel and her head tilted to the side as she considered the best way to go about lying over the curved top as he had instructed.

She slowly moved towards it and spun so that the backs of her legs touched the smooth wood. Aly carefully lowered herself backwards and wiggled to get comfortable, blushing as she realised how exposed she was. Bringing her knees and ankles together she let her arms drop back and gripped the edges of the barrel and pouted as he gently pulled them back outwards and cuffed her spread wide open.

She groaned as her body settled into the position he desired and he spoke. She paused and her brow furrowed as she thought “Once or twice, right after our last meeting” she replied “but after that I……I thought I wasn’t going to see you again so there was no point in reliving it. Then maybe once since I found out was going to be you having me tonight” Her face had flushed a bright red as she spoke, a combination of the blood rushing there and her embarrassment at admitting she had been fantasising about him.

She shuddered, whimpering as the soft ‘tails’ of fabric tickled over her skin and she strained to see what he was doing, pulling slightly against her bonds, the toned muscles of her stomach tense and standing out against her tanned skin.
 
He watched her as she gasped and sucked in her breath... he watching as she 'danced' and then collected herself... even as she moved about, he made sure that she was physically fine. It would do no good for her to actually be hurt on the cusp of their being together after all!

Even as she moved and positioned herself over the barrel though he smirked as the leather cuffs wrapped around her ankles, he seeing how she was embarrassed with how exposed she was! " All of your body is mine." He remarked reminding her... though even as she groaned and 'settled' he nodded to her.

Even as he tickled her with the whip though he smiled at her little admissions, though even as she said that about her masturbating once since she found out he was returning he smirked. She could see he was standing beside the barrel, his cock rock hard and pointing towards her... and yet even as he did, he moved the whip and set it down onto a nearby table.

" Hmm, well first let's take care of these beauties." He remarked, she able to see him moving away, he taking a wrapped coil of black bondage rope, as he returned to her he began with her right breast... she seeing that he coiled it around and around the very base of her breast, until it pulsed... he cinching it so that it wouldn't come undone. There was plenty of 'room' left though in the length of rope, and even as she probably wondered, he reached up and she could see him feed the rope through an eye hook in the ceiling.

Taking the rope he created a tension point about halfway along the rope, before she could see him work on her right breast, soon both were bulging, the blood 'trapped' and making the flesh super tight. When he was 'done' though he reached up to the tension point and began to tighten, the ropes on both breasts being pulled upwards, forcing her body to arch even more.

All the while he watched her, lust filling his gaze upon her. " I'm going to whip you for the last masturbation... you should have waited for tonight." He remarked... he not telling her how many strokes he would deliver to her body just yet.. first, he wanted her to feel the 'effects' of his breast bondage as her breasts would feel how tightly they were pulled, he taking her to her 'limit'!
 
She squirmed slightly as he cuffed her ankles, the slender joint trying to evade capture before he grabbed it and efficiently ‘tied’ it down “Yeah I know that you ‘bought’ me” she replied, emphasising the word 'bought', “You don’t have to keep rubbing it in” she muttered under her breath “And I don’t have to ‘like’ it straight away do I?” she challenged him. Even though she was bound and prone across the barrel she still managed to scowl at him, and behave like the independent woman she usually portrayed.

She shivered as the whip tickled her skin and sighed in relief as he set it down, her eyes raking his naked, muscular form and eyeing his cock hard dick almost hungrily. “What?” she exclaimed and squirmed against her bonds, fighting them as he advanced on her with the soft black rope. Realising she wouldn’t ‘win’ this she subsided back, panting slightly and whimpering as he wrapped the length around one of her large breasts and cinched it tight.

She watched as he threaded the rope through a hook above her, created a tension point and quickly bound her other breast, she whimpering as they began to throb slightly as the blood couldn’t escape “That’s tight” she moaned at him. She wriggled and writhed on the barrel, trying to ease the tension on the rope as much as she could

Her eyes widened and she began to struggle with suppressed fury, her bonds jingling noisily “but that’s not fair! How was I to know that’s what you wanted” She scowled at him and subsided, but was obviously seething under the surface with the unfairness of her predicament.

Her eyes focused on the ceiling and she bit her lip as her bound breasts began to throb and pulse more strongly, the tanned skin discolouring slightly under the ‘pressure’ of the rope. She held her tongue as long as she could before a small whimper escaped from her lips. Slowly her demeanour changed as the submissiveness of her position began to take effect and she started to quieten in her various bonds
 
He watched her as she squirmed... and even as he did he silently scowled himself... she could see he was simply upset that she wasn't a tad more grateful. After all he could have dissapeared never to be seen again, countless numbers of men would have 'had her' and there would have been nothing she could have done to escape it other than to 'succumb to it' and slowly pay her contract.

Even as she shivered and even as she fought against the bonds, his grip was fast and iron strong... she getting no reprieve or escape from it... and even as he looked to her he could not help but smile as he saw her large fleshy orb pulsing larger and bulging into a hardened fleshy mound.

Even as she said that though he looked right back to her. " Please... you could have had an idea... you are lucky it is only one. Now, close your mouth before I am forced to gag it." He replied easily... she seeing that he was cutting away the bullshit that she was trying to portray, and cutting straight to the truth of the situation, she was his!

Even as she whimpered and moaned though at him... he continued the tension point upwards until she probably felt that her breasts would tear off... before he lessened it ever so slightly. Giving the main rope a swat with his hand, it jerked her pulled breasts around as he returned to the table and picked up the whip.

" Ten swats... this is a lighter whip, so it won't hurt very much at all." He wasn't punishing her hard... since it was a compliment that she had masturbated thinking about what he was going to do to her.. but he would punish her for not waiting for tonight to see just what he was going to do. Silently, he smirked though... don't worry.. i'll be draining your cum out of you again soon enough... though he kept that thought to himself... he looked to her.

" You will count... or it won't count." He remarked, before he stepped back a tad and swinging the whip through the air slightly to 'warm up', he took a half step, a sideways stance with his feet, and with the next rotation of his wrist, the leather tails of the whip smacked down over her taut belly, smacking her as he watched her silently for her lips to move and count... he wondering if she would test his commitment to her submittance.
 
She winced a little and she felt a little guilty as she saw that he was a little upset with her behaviour and reaction. It wasn’t that she was UN grateful, in fact she was more grateful than she could say. Her defensiveness and animosity was more of a defence mechanism that she used when her emotions were all over the place like they were now. She didn’t like feeling so vulnerable and out of control and she was dealing with it the only way she knew how.

She opened her mouth to give him a snippy reply but caught herself just in time and clamped her mouth shut. She didn’t want to make him regret buying out her contract, at least not straight away. He continued calmly increasing the pull on her bound breasts, slowly stretching the flesh and making her back arch and lift as she tried to ease the tension. He lessened the tension a little and then caught the rope in his hand, making her breasts ‘dance’ on the ends of it and eliciting a grunt of pain from Aly’s lips.

She whimpered as he told her she would be getting ten swats and began to swing the cat of 9 tails about, testing its weight and how it moved. She winced as she head the slight whistle of the tails through the air and shuddered as she saw the hunger in his eyes, and wondered what one earth he could be planning for that night.

She had, of course had rudimentary training in how the various floggers, paddles, and other instruments felt on her skin, but being bound and ‘beaten’ by someone else was a totally different matter. She breathed deeply but her stomach muscles still quivered and tensed the split second after the ‘toy’ made contact with her skin

She gritted her teeth not wanting to be a total smart ass, wanting to show him how grateful she was to him from taking her away from this god awful place, but having an inner struggle about ‘submitting’ to him. Licking her lips she murmured softly “One…….Sir”
 
Wystler had chosen the lighter whip specifically because though he knew that she was going to be writhing and screaming in orgasmic at some point... right then he was going to follow up on his words. Whether she felt it was 'fair' or not in Wystler's eyes was utterly beside the point... he was going to punish her body anyway, and she needed to submit to that decision.

He looked to her as she gave that grunt of pain... and yet despite the fact that she may be feeling the pounding pressure within her breasts, her nipples had hardened, and not simply engorged because her breasts were bound! He was 'light' on her and she could tell though!

Even as she whimpered and even as she flinched mentally... more than physically, he could not help but desire her... she was beautiful after all... disobedient woman that she was and all! He could see her muscles tense, before they flexed as a result of the leather licking and smacking into her skin.

Even as she grit her teeth and murmured, he nodded to her, before he delivered two more blows, one on her right thigh, and one on her left. His eyes never broke contact with her as his peripheral vision chose the next area, he moving back up to her stomach, though a tad lower, so that one of the tails flicked over her pubic bone, 'dangerously' close to her exposed sex.

All the while he listened for her count... if she missed any she would 'endure' extra... and so that was completely up to her. Despite being physically bound... she could see that if she truly couldn't handle what he was doing, he would stop... but that would result in not moving on afterwards to the more 'fun' activities!
 
She knew he was going ‘easy’ on her, she had been taught and had experienced other, more painful methods of ‘punishment’. She had a pretty high pain threshold too and while it might not be a whole hearted submission, but she was ‘taking’ it without too much fight now.

Her breasts were indeed pounding and throbbing, but she was also highly aroused and he could easily see that if he glanced between her spread thighs, he might even be able to smell it! She gasped as the leather hit her right thigh “Two Sir” quickly followed by a swat to her left “Three Sir”

She let out a whimper as he struck her lower abdomen, her upper body jerking upwards as much as it could and squirming, she slower to respond this time “Four Sir”. She found that this wasn’t at all painful, it tickled more than hurt and she was easily able to take the slaps of the leather tails against her skin. It didn’t really matter though, no matter how it hurt, she felt like it was her ‘duty’ to give him her body. He had, after all, paid a lot to have the use of her body tonight and leave whatever marks her felt like. On top of that he had bought out her contract.

She thought that she felt ‘obliged’ to submit to him almost but as she lay spread eagled on the barrel she couldn’t help musing on that point. She realised that it was more than that. It turned her on to submit to him, maybe she even wanted to submit to him a little bit. It seemed to feel right inside of her. It was just a case of ‘battering’ through the hard outer core of her independence to reach the root of the feeling
 
Wystler looked to her as her thighs quickly colored with some of the strain of the movement... and even as he looked to her he could not help but smile as he saw that unlike before... now she at least seemed to have tempered her incredulous attitude and created a 'medium ground'.

That was good enough for him... and even as her upper body jerked, she found that when she did she yanked on her already tense breasts... the barrel moved ever so slightly, making the tension a tad 'worse', though even as he delivered the fourth stroke of the whip he nodded to her, he taking a moment to trail the tails over where he had struck.

" You are doing well beautiful..." He smiled as he said it... and even as he did he could not help but groan as he saw the way that she looked... slowly she would understand that she did want this... if anything of the last encounter they had shared... it was that. Even as he said that though he delivered two more swift strikes to her thighs that rode up higher upon the stretched bound flesh, she feeling how the leather tickled the edges of her pussy... he moving around before he delivered four strokes.

Two to each breast, making the blood engorged mounds jerk and shake beneath the whip... it crashed into her skin time and time again, the last four leaving her skin aflame as he walked away to put the whip away... and looking around, he picked up a hitachi before looking to her with a rather devious grin!
 
Her eyes widened as the rope tugged on her discoloured breasts and she gave a muffled moan that was somewhere between pain and pleasure. Aly nodded “thank you” she murmured before he struck twice more in swift succession, both times to her upper thighs, once more ‘dangerously’ close to her sex. “Five Sir” and “Six Sir” were the only sounds she made. Each strike with the whip sent a ripple over her toned skin.

She let out a small cry as the first of the strikes hit her swollen bound breasts “Seven Sir” was quiet and more of a groan. “Eight Sir” was more composed but he could hear the pain in her voice. Her tit flesh shuddered and jiggled, almost wobbling atop her body as the tails made contact with her skin. She squirmed and whimpered slightly, her back arching up trying to ease some of the pull. “Nine Sir” and her voice regained some of its strength “Ten Sir” was said with a sigh of relief that he was no longer ‘attacking’ her tender tits.

The spots he had struck had turned a very pale shade of pink, but her breasts had begun to turn a delicate shade of purple. She took deep breaths, long and slow as he walked away to return the cat of nine tails. When he returned holding a hitachi she groaned. She always found the hitachi a little over stimulating but it made her cum buckets.

She noted the devious glint in his eyes and shivered, the motion making her bound tits jiggle and Aly moaned. “Please tell me that isn’t going on my tits?” she begged him, her eyes pleading a little.
 
Wystler looked to her as she didn't really jerk all that much right when he had struck her thighs... her chorused voice told him that she was handling it well. Even as she let out the small cry though Wystler looked to her as she calmed herself and composed herself, he could see that while yes, she was in pain... the sight of her swollen pussy was certainly going to go towards pleasure as well, on some level.

Even as she 'said that' though he looked to her as he held the hitachi... he plugging it in before he walked over. Even as he did he pressed the side slider remote on the handle and the main 'head' hummed to life on a low setting. " Hmm, perhaps on your tits..." He remarked as he watched her... he seeing her eyes begging.

" Perhaps on your pussy... perhaps all over?" He remarked even as he moved back to her though he touched the humming 'ball tip' to her thigh, running it along the sensitive line that marked where he had whipped her... he looking over to her. " I think you might like it." He remarked deviously... though even as he was speaking to her, he also 'acted'.

Even as the hitachi toyed with her thigh, his other hand moved up and ran a single, calloused finger through her slick swollen pussy lips. " If I didn't see the pleading in your eyes, I would imagine you would enjoy that." He continued to run his finger through her folds as he drew the vibrating tip of the toy over her hip, and then up onto her quivering belly, he watching her.

" Besides... if I choose to put it on your breasts that's my choice hm? your body is mine tonight..." He didn't mention afterwards, because it wasn't necessary. Even as he said that though he smiled as he watched her... the hitachi constantly 'getting closer' to her pussy... while all the time not quite touching her breasts either. He knew how powerful the toy was... that was why he kept it on low... for now.
 
Her breathing hitched slightly as the toy hummed when he switched it onto its lowest setting. Her eyes closed and she whimpered as he ran the rounded tip over her thigh, over the point where he had struck. “Oh I think I might too, but I think it might be a little much on my breasts right now.......” her voice trailed off as a shudder ran through her.

She groaned and her hips squirmed, seeking more contact with his thick digit as he ran it through her seeping folds, he able to feel the slight swelling of her clit. The toy hummed over her skin as his finger probed easily across and her. She suppressed a giggle as it tickled over her sensitive stomach

“Yes Sir. Your choice” she answered faintly, her attention captured by the toy buzzing over her body and the finger teasing her pussy. She moaned her body writhing in her bonds as he teased her with the hitachi, it getting closer and closer to her sex, she trying to get at it with her hips. As it approached her breasts she shivered, both wanting it and fearing the effect it might have on her bound tits

Almost unintentionally one word spilled from her full red lips “Please……” it ending in a breathy whisper. What she was begging for she wasn’t quite sure but she knew she needed *something*. Aly hoped that he would know, or at the very least help her figure it out as she squirmed and wriggled beneath him
 
He smirked as she hitched her breathing... and yet even as he looked to her he shrugged. " Oh I don't think so... I think you would love it... even if it was a but much." He replied, and even as he said that he drew the hitachi's rounded head up and ran it over the undersides of her breasts, he not running it fully over her... but just enough.

Even as she suppressed her giggle he smiled to himself as he looked to her, and even as her hips bucked in need towards his finger, even as he did choose to torment her breast flesh with the hitachi's vibrations, he smiled as she 'begged him' to do something more. His index and ring fingers spread her lips lewdly open, exposing her tight pink hole as his middle finger rubbed and teased the entrance... he looking to her.

At the same moment that he pressed his finger into her though he also slid the hitachi down, and holding it with his main hand, he fingered her inner being as the rounded head of the toy was pressed right to her clit, he looking to her easily. " Is that what you need?" He asked with a grin... he watching as she 'suffered' the effects of the hitachi upon her clit, the hard pounding vibrations delicious torment upon her flesh. He swiftly pressed his ring finger in as well, he holding the hitachi right there, the brown head of the toy hammering away at her resolves.

All the while he fingered her pussy, his eyes watching her, his cock thick and hard as he 'worked her' right from boiling turmoil, to the cusp of pleasurable release! " Beg for me..." He growled as he pulled the hitachi away for a moment... his fingers still working inside her... but he could tell the little 'action' her clit had already gotten, would send her into a more submissive, and 'willing' sense of a mindset!
 
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Aly looked at him dubiously, moaning and gasping as he drew the buzzing toy closer to her bound breasts “no……..Yes!” she whimpered as the rounded head touched the underside of her flesh, the sensation initially making her jerk and shudder slightly.

His fingers slid southwards, ‘pinning’ her folds apart with ease as his middle fingers teased her. Aly’s hips bucked and circled against his single digit. She let out a groan of pleasure as he slid inside of her, her pussy shivering in delight around the invader as the hitachi joined the questing fingers at her sex. She gave a muffled groan as he pressed it against the bundle of nerve endings that was her clit, giving her no escape from the barrage of vibrations coursing through her. “ohmigod” she moaned softly and her hips squirmed, but only succeeded in making things ‘worse’, she starting to nod her head very gently as her body shuddered in intense pleasure.”Yesssssss” she hissed at him “fuck yes that’s what I need”.

He added a second finger to her throbbing pussy and she squirmed against him and kept the toy pressed firmly to her sensitive clit, driving her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Just as she was about to crest the peak and fly into convulsions of pleasure he pulled the toy away but kept his fingers buried. She gave a whimpering keen of frustration and bucked her hips against him. She had to grit her teeth and he could see it was a bit of a struggle for her to out and out beg for something she wanted but he had driven her so close to the edge of pleasure and was holding her there so easily. Her whole body was shuddering and yet it wasn’t quite enough, she knew that in this moment she *needed* to submit to what he wanted “Please” she said, her eyes begging him “please let me cum. I need to cum”
 
He watched her 'right back' as she moaned and gasped... her eyes so wide with a mixture of want and fear that it was a tantalizing thing indeed. Even as she whimpered though he had to chuckle as she made her jerk and shudder, her bound form shaking above the barrel, she having no where to go!

Even as she bucked her hips though in reaction to his fingers, he could not help but smirk as he saw her body arching and her hips within the limited amounts of range of motion that she did have to move and 'get more' of what she needed! The hitachi was pressed right up against her clit, the small bundle of nerves being stimulated as he enjoyed the sight of her!

Even as he added a second finger to her throbbing pussy though he could see her squirming... though as he pulled that toy from her clit... his eyes were vividly upon her, he not 'giving in' to his own desires to see her explode all over his fingers... instead he 'made her' do what he wanted... he not caring that she might be embarrassed upset or frustrated by it!

Even as she begged though he smirked. " Don't worry... you will." Even as he said that she could see his thumb slide down the handle, before he pushed the hitachi up another level, the powerful toy making a louder noise as he firmly pressed it right against her clit as his fingers inside her worked and curled, finding her g-spot.

He stroked her tight pussy hard and stimulated her... sending her tumbling from mild control... to rampantly tumbling down the 'rabbit hole' of ecstatic pleasure that was orgasm! All the while he watched her, his arousal building with each moment... soon he would claim her... in more ways than a simple binding or a light leather whipping... he had made his 'decision'... she would be his in every way indeed!
 
Her eyes widened and she whimpered, it giving way to a keening moan of “ohmygodohmygodohmygod” as he pressed the hitachi back to her sensitive clit, its buzzing louder and more intense than before. Her hips bucked and her limbs shuddered as the toy ‘forced’ her back into pleasure. The intensity of the vibrations caught her by surprise a little and she found it a little more difficult to ‘go with the flow’.

She managed though, and just as his fingers curled and pressed more firmly against her gspot she crashed into orgasm. Aly’s body arched and froze for a couple of seconds, limbs straining against her body before ‘collapsing back and shuddering from the intensity of the waves of pleasure coursing through her body. As she began to orgasm a cry spilt from her lips, that quickly turned into a whimper of over stimulation as his fingers pressed and rubbed her gspot as her muscles clamped down around him.

Her whole body seemed to be caught up in her orgasm, eyes rolling back in her head slightly, body convulsing on his fingers. Her limbs tugged at the bonds holding her down. She began to come back into herself, breathing hard “please…..at least turn it down……please” her voice was unsteady and tremulous as she managed to gasp out the words.

She lay back, limp over the barrel, exhausted from the strength of her orgasm. She felt much less aggressive, as if the ‘forcing’ of her climax had broken through at least part of a barrier in her mind. She regained some more of her composure, whispering “I’m sorry for earlier, I didn’t intend to be so mean, it just sort of……happened”
 
Wystler looked to her as she gave into the keening moan that seemed a 'tellatale' sign of a womans pleasure when it came to hitachi's... and even as her hips bucked and she struggled in vain... the stretched position of her body limited just how far she 'could' go! Even as she 'managed', it wasn't as though she had much of a choice! He wasn't stopping until she enjoyed her orgasm!

Even as she orgasmed he could see her entire body thrash and her pussy cum, he not tearing the squirting orgasm from her... that would wait until later! He smirked though as she trembled her request of him.. and even as she did he moved the toy naught and instead he turned the toy down to it's previous setting but kept it right where she was. " There... better?" He teased.

All the while he was curling and straightening his fingers, stroking the small rough spot inside her that was her g-spot, he having no intention of stopping what he was doing... he thoroughly enjoyed the sight of her... a nice light sheen of sweat covering her body by then... and even as he looked to her he smiled as she said that.

" Don't worry about it Aly... I think that this proves that your mine..." He pressed the toy a bit more firmly to her clit just to hear her cry out, and even as he said that he smiled to her easily, he watching her as her body 'struggled' to come to grips with what had happened to her!
 
She continued to shudder and shake, though not so violently as before when he turned the toy down but kept it pressed to her sodden sex. “I guess so” she replied breathlessly “It kind of has to be doesn’t it, I can't move to change the angle or anything. I mean it feels good and everything but boy is it intense, especially after the first one” and she gave a weak little laugh that turned into a moan as he continued ‘claiming’ her with his fingers and her orgasms.

Her chest heaved as she struggled to draw breath and gave a moan as he confirmed the thought running through her head. Perhaps her body knew best and she really *was* his. Nobody had made her feel and do things that he had and her body reacted instinctively to his touches. She whimpered and let out a little cry as he altered the angle of the hitachi and trapped her clit even more firmly against its rounded, buzzing tip. “fuck” she managed to say as he continued to toy with her body.

Aly’s pussy continued to clamp down on his fingers irregularly as her body fought to deal with the vibrations and sensations he was sending through her, her limbs flailed uncontrollably as her hips jerked, she unable to keep them still even if she wanted to. Her nipples, protruding from her bound breasts throbbed and her skin had become discoloured and purpled. Each time she shuddered or jerked it tugged on the rope and jiggled her chest, making her moan in discomfort.
 
He smirked as she described that 'struggle with control', and even as she did he nodded. " I can see that you are struggling with it, and it only serves to make you all the more beautiful." He remarked, her limbs quivering, splayed as they were... she was breathtaking in his eyes!

Even as her chest heaved and she struggled with trying to cope with the intense vibrations of the hitachi, he shifted it, the head hitting her clit even more firmly even as he heard her struggling cry of a swear word. While her breasts were bound and providing 'discomfort', he could see that her body was responding gloriously to what he was 'doing'!

Even as her limbs flailed in the limited fashion that they could though Wystler grinned as he nodded. " that's it... another one. Fight it if you wish." He remarked as he 'worked her', constantly he shifted the hitachi, the head touching different parts of her clit, making her outer pussy lips 'tremble' as they were spread. All the while his two fingers worked in their 'come hither' motion as though silently demanding her pleasure.

Even as he had made her cum once, her own 'juices' seeping into the crevice of her ass the motion of his fingers also slid his pinky lower, constantly rubbing the tight star of her ass, as though letting her know he'd probably be claiming that again... after all he clearly intended to claim every part of her that evening!
 
Aly heard his words but wasn’t able to respond to them, her whole body focused on the sensations in her chest and between her legs, so she just nodded to let him know that she had heard him. He might have thought she was breathtaking, but his actions were taking her breath away.

She whimpered as he shifted the hitachi and its new position sent shudders through her whole body. It was as if she couldn’t control her limbs and they all shook uncontrollably. The vibrations moved through her, right to her very core. There was no ‘escaping’ the pleasure that they demanded from her body. The tight throb of her breasts were a ‘welcome’ distraction from the toy buzzing between her legs. It delivered so much pleasure that it was almost painful.

He began to move the toy around a little, varying the pressure and angle, this a welcome break from the inescapable vibrations that drove her pleasure higher, regardless of if she wanted to ‘fight’ it or not. Her insides clamped down on his fingers stroking and curling inside of her. She was ‘attacked’ from almost every angle with different sorts of pleasure. She gasped and moaned as his pinky finger slid south and rubbed against her anal star. The tight ring of muscle almost immediately began to relax and open, her body responding automatically to him before her mind had time to process it and tighten up.

Slowly she widened till, if he wanted it, his finger could slide into her asshole easily. The sensation of him rubbing her most ‘secret’ place heightened her arousal even more and she knew that soon, she would be cumming all over his hands for a second time!
 
Wystler smiled as she nodded... she clearly 'at war' with her own body, which happened to most with a hitachi being used on them. After all most women loved the intense orgasms it could bring, but most also didn't like the truly intense overwhelming sensations one received from it as well. It truly was a love hate relationship when it came to that toy!

Even as she whimpered though, he wanted to make sure that she was feeling amazing... and so even as she almost reached the cusp of her second pulsing orgasm, he pulled the toy away, he even sliding his fingers out of her. Setting the hitachi off and putting it nearby, he worked on the tightening tether of the ropes to her breasts, he changing the tension lower and looser, before the ropes 'relaxed' fully, falling upon her bulging tits.

even as he did though he smiled to her and moving, he picked up a pair of lighter nipple clamps. They wouldn't 'feel' lighter based on the fact that her breasts were so tensely bulging and bound, but even as he looked to her, she could also see him move to stand between her bound and spread legs... his eyes on her as he lined the tip of his huge cock up with her swollen and pleasure lined lips... though as he touched the tip to her entrance, he also placed the first clamp over her nipple and released it, the black rubber lining biting into her hard nipple, pinching it deliciously.

Even as that would 'overwhelm her' though she was treated to the strong thrust of her master... his cock burying a good five inches into her, stretching her open and filling her up even as he placed the second, and with his second thrust that buried his cock fully into her... his balls slapping her ass he released the second clamp... a deliciously overwhelming mixture of pain and pleasure sure to be battling within her mind right then!
 
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