Tied Down

WajaLover

Call me Kitty!
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(Currently looking for a Master/Mistress who can control Susan. So far Ox2 is controlling her a lot and something more needs to happen.)

I'm tied down, spread wide across the bed, my slender body quivering, waiting for something to happen. Master has left me here, naked, available to any man or woman who wants me. I'm blindfolded, so I don't know who's nearby.

I hope something happens to me soon. The wait is killing me.

(Wow, this rp is moving fast now. If anyone is reading this and gets confused, don't worry about it. It does get confusing with the 3 of us all trying to reply at the same time.)
 
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walking past the door I look in and see a slender female body tied to a bed. She's blind folded. and her nipples are straining from her perfect breasts. I look around and notice nobody else around so I slide into the room quietly.
I walk up to the bed and run a hand along her belly, enjoying the way she flinches at first at the surprised contact. There is a Tattoo above her shaved box, "Master's Cunt" Cheeky bastard claiming something for his own that I am going to take from him.

I cup a tit and then slide a hand down between her legs, spread wide and held down by ropes. I spread the warm lips and pinch one then the other. feeling her juices begin to slick my fingers.

I spread them and expose her clit, then push on it with my thumb.

Enjoying the way she is squirming and moaning I unbutton my jeans and let the swollen head of my cock rest on her lips...Mean while I push three fingers deep into her soaked cunt.
 
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"Oh my," I moan. "Who are you?" I have no idea as to who You could be and I want to know. I shiver in delight as You press my clit. Squirming, I try to get away and yet closer to Your touch. I love it and want more of it, even as I try to get away from You.

"Where's Master?" I ask, having no idea at all. I want Him to see what You are doing to me.
 
I don't answer her questions. I enjoy the anonymity and the fact that she is running all kinds of thoughts through her head.
I look around for her Master, but don't see anybody else. Then I catch a shadow and a glint of light from one of the walls. He must be watching from a hidden passage.
" Well Brother, I hope you enjoy the show!" I think to my self and with a wolfish grin I begin on this prize in earnest.

I gently squeeze the side of her jaw to open it wide, then introduce my cock slowly into her hot mouth. letting her saliva lube it and war it.

I tweek one of her dark nipples as I slowly fuck her face. Hoping to get a muffled squeal from her. My other hand slides through her ?dark? hair.
 
I'm startled, but i don't make a sound. I don't want Master to hear me protest. That wouldn't do at all. He would punish me then for sure. And punishment I hated. As he squeezed my breasts, I jump. I have no choice in what he does to me and i wonder if He's Master. I shake my head, No, he isn't Master, Master is rougher than this. This man is soft compared to Him.

I take his cock into my mouth and gag on his cock. He was bigger than Master was.
 
My hand grips the back of her head as I thrust all of my cock down her throat. Her gagging excites me. I pull back after a few strokes so she can suck the head.
By the greedy way she is sucking I can tell she is enjoying this. SO I pull back and Let her flounder blindly at her missing treat.
I stand back and take stock of the situation rubbing my chin. There are tie down rings at various locations around the room. I can move her around. The ropes aren't tied to tight, just enough to keep her spread eagled and exposed/ vulnerable. Mr peeping Master should be able to get a good view from where he is at any where in the room.
My new toy is still arching and reaching as best she can, calling out.
 
I have brown hair and a tattoo that reads "Master's Cunt" above my shaved pussy. My pussy glistens in desire and His sucking on my small C breasts produced sensations in me that i hadn't felt in a long time. My libido had long since cooled at Master's touch, no matter what He did to me. This man, however, raised sensations in me that i loved and wanted more of.

I was white and slightly plump at 140 lbs and stood at 5'2".
 
I looked around and undid the ropes on her legs from the rings they were attached to. I rolled her to her belly, slapping her round ass becasue she wasn't moving fast enough.
I retied her down with her ass in the air, presenting her shaved pussy. I pushed her legs apart and pushed my still stiff cock into her. I fucked her a few times then pulled back out and moved back to her head. I pulled open her jaw and slapped her face a few times with my stiff club, then pushed my cock down her throat. Making her clean her own juices off my cock.
 
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As I pump her face a few more times I pull back and push her to her side. I enjoy the way her firm c cups move, and I attack her dark nipples, sucking and nipping at one then the other. Sucking hard and deep, rolling my tongue around the aureola.
 
As he undid me from the ropes, I sighed in relief. But then, as He turned me around put my pussy in the air. I moaned, protesting, as he fucked me some. I don't like this rough treatment but I'm somehow aroused by it. I loved being ill-treated like this. He was so big and wide, bigger than anyone I had ever felt inside me before. But then, I was a virgin when Master came along, so that wasn't saying much. My muscles stretched apart and accepted him inside me. But all too soon he was done and was slapping my face with His cock and forcing It down my throat. I gagged on His size, not used to it.
 
I moaned, loving the hot sensations and desires that He sent spiralling through my body, starting from my pussy. I loved how he ate at my breasts, licking and sucking them like that.
 
My hand reaches up to play between her legs. I pull on the slick lips of her cunt. enjoying the way they are smooth and wet, Tugging on them, spreading them. I grind a knuckle into her clit. I stroke one finger deep inside, pulling out her juices to smear around up and around her ass.
I push three stiff fingers into her, curling them around, feeling for the hard inside mound of her internal nerve groups. I feel her tight box stretching and I spread my fingers wider and moving them along the Hot wet cave.
 
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I suck harder as I move from one tit to the other, feeling her hard nipple against the back of my tongue. I pull my fingers back to lick her clear, sweet juices off of them. I stand back up, and pull her to her knees again. I wipe my hand down her inner thighs feeling the soft skin with firm muscle under neath. Good, she has some meat on her bones. Nothing worse than giving a hard fucking to a skinny chick and having hip bones leave bruises. And, I slap her ass again, I like how that white ass jiggles!!!!. I pull off my shirt, and decide it's time to get to work.
 
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I moan and cry out, needing more, needing everything He could give me. No one else had ever given me so much, not even at the beginning of my relationship with Master.

I shake my head. Master? Who was Master? I couldn't remember Master, who or what he was. This Man was completely dominating me, taking control of me. He determined My every move. And That was important to me in everyway. I started to depend on Him for everything i needed. I could only hope that He would prove worthy of me and He wouldn't drop me like a hot tomato when He was done with me.

"Take me away from here,"I say. "I don't want Master anymore."
 
I decide to answer her one request. I leaned down close to her ear so she could feel my warm breath on her neck. I could smell her skin, and the light perfume she wore, or maybe the shampoo she used. It had a soft floral scent that blended well with the musky smell of sex.

" Shhhhh Kashka, I may take you if you please me. But I have done all the work so far, and you only lay about and take what I give you. Selfish Kashka, very selfish."
I kissed her cheek and backed away, watching her reaction.
 
I don't know what He said and i don't care. i just want more of it. Much more of it. I whimper and say, "Please, what do You want me to do? Whatever it is i'll do it, i promise."
 
This is the part of the game I both love and hate. I fight against my base instinct to take her as hard and rough as I can. To fuck that so tight pussy, reveling in how it gripped me when I was in it. So soft and hot and wet and exhilarating!!

I want to feel that plump ass on my hips, to dig my fingers into her hips, pull at that long brown hair, to reach around and squeeze her hard nipples between my fingers.

However, I know that will come and I wrestle with my impatience to also feel the power of playing with my new toy. To make her want what I so want to do to her and to appreciate it and to meet my unbridled lust with as much violence as I was going to visit on her.
 
Hmmmm how to communicate with out talking to her. I reach out and draw a finger along her jaw as I walk around her. I let it trace along her neck and over her alabaster shoulder. I drag it down between her shoulder blades, bouncing along each disk to the small of her back.

I follow the flow of her body lines over her hip then down between the crack of her ass. Down the soft skin between her bung hole and quivering cunt. When I came over her soft brown hole it had flinched a little bit. Hmmmmm I spun my finger around her pussy, and spread her juice up to her bung hole. I swirled and smeared it in a glistening circle spiraling in to the tight opening.

What do I want her to do I thought. Maybe I should sate myself first, then I could think better, my cock was throbbing and just the feel of it against her thigh was driving me crazy. I was getting tired of playing and I would have to release her to get anything more anyway.
 
(Sorry about that. Master's not around.)

I moaned and sighed as He touched me. I shivered as His finger bumped along my spine and gave me goosebumps.

"Please, give it to me," I pleaded. "I'll do anything. I promise!" I was getting more desperate for His touch and wanted Him inside me. I really would do anything for it. Anything at all.
 
I search the room. Opening cabinets and going through drawers. It has to be here I think to my self. And then I hit pay dirt. A locked cabinet that I pop open with my pocket knife. It had all sorts of toys and devices. I sort through a few huge dildos and pocket pussies. I select a good sized plug and a stiff riding crop.

She’s quivering when I approach. Head down and on her haunches totally submissive. She must have heard me in the Cabinet. I walk over and smack her round ass with the crop. I pull her up and use the crop to get her to spread her knees. I can see that her lips are hanging open and jeweled with her waiting lube. I push the plug into her, watching her back stiffen in surprise, spinning it around in her to make sure it’s good and slick. Then I pull it out and slowly trace it up to her tight ass hole. Using slow but constant pressure I push it all the way in. Now she’s ready.

I strip off the rest of my clothes and move behind her. I pull her cunt lips wide with my thumbs and eased the swollen head of my dick into her cunt. Once that was in, I thrust it full to the hilt, my balls slapping into her. I felt the head bounce from her back wall. Her knees lifted and she surged forward. I pulled back and slammed her again; I slapped her ass with my open hand, leaving a angry red mark. I tightened my abs and thrust with my hips. Driving into her feeling the heat and hearing the pussy juices begin to coat my balls and belly, hearing the squelching sounds They made.

I dug my fingers into her hips as I pulled her toward me as I felt her pussy straining to take my whole thick cock.

I used sharp thrusts mixed with slow drawing it out then slowly shoving it back in…until I could feel my heat build. I grabbed her hair pulling her head to the side as I came. My dick exploded it’s load, painting her walls with my hot goo. I pulled back, wiping my slimy cock on the back of her thigh.
 
I moaned, needing something, needing more. Something only He could give me. I had no idea what. I love the plug in me, but i needed something bigger, something that would fill me up completely, would make me whole. I had no idea what. A picture of Master's cock filled my mind, but I shook it away. No, that wouldn't do at all. It couldn't fill me, not one bit. It was too small. And this man was too big to enter me. I was too small. And then, as he entered me, something amazing happened. I began to stretch around Him, making room for Him. It was huge, but it filled me up right. I loved it when He slapped me. When He entered me again, i pushed back, needing more. I needed all that He could give me and more.

His thrusts quickly built up desire in me, something i had rarely felt for Master. It happened enough that I stayed with Him, but no more. I wasn't going back to Master. Not now. Not anymore. As He came, as the Man i was with came, i started cumming myself. i loved it and needed more soon. I couldn't wait to see, or to feel, in my case, what would happen next to me. This Man owned me now, more than Master ever had. I felt it in my soul.
 
As I leaned back, I could see her belly heaving n her own orgasm. Good I thought she enjoyed that, that would keep her. I reached over to my pants and Pulled out my clip knife from the front pocket. I flipped it open and ran the flat of the blade along her thigh, just pushing in the flesh. At her calf I lifted it up and cut the ropes. I did this again for the other side.

I played the dark blade along her ribs, over those soft shoulders and down her arms to those ropes. On her left side she flinched and I let the blade slip and drew a short cut of blood from her. Not much, it oozed a small ruby jewel. I released her arms and waited patiently for her reaction. :caning:

I glanced over at the hidy peep hole that was being used by her master. I hope he wouldn't get upset and prissy because I scratched his goods. And if he did? So what, he didn't deserve this woman anyway. So far she was doing ok. Besides, I doubt he lived in the same world of casual Violence that I do so he would find himself in his own world of hurt.
 
(You must have read my list of all that I'm into. No one else has brought up blood before and I like it.)

I shivered in delight and lust.

"Please, Master," I said, referring to the man who was taking me, who was pleasuring me. "I want more, Sire. Please give me more. I need more." I loved the sensations that were pouring into me. I couldn't wait for more.
 
(I did yesterday, but forgot about the blood. Check out my Story “Crazy")

The "Toy" was still staying where she was put. Nice discipline, But getting a little tiresome. I grabbed her hair and dragged her over to a chair in the middle of the room. I had noticed a drinks counter when I was rummaging around the room.

I sat in the chair and pulled her down to her knees next to me. “Scotch" I said to her and pushed her towards the counter. I would not let her take the blind fold off, and when she moved to lift it, I cuffed her head. I angled her in the right direction, once more taking a moment to pinch her nipples and fill my hands with those firm breasts. The left one dripped a sluggish trail of blood. I licked it from my fingers.
 
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