A Submarine's Retaliation
The soft crunch of your shoes as you strolled along the polished wooden floor. You'd taken things slowly, purposefully, as you drew nearer towards me. I was blindfolded, occupied in your cherished piece of furniture - the one with the bottom hollowed out - for your pleasure. My hands and feet were secured to its legs and arms, impairing my capacity to move or flee. In an attempt to maintain my composure, I barely breathed, hoping you wouldn't detect my mounting arousal. My submission, your control, all of it was such a turn-on.
I knew I couldn't maintain my composure. My drenched cunt would expose me for the eager slut that I was. For now, though, you were unaware.
"At last, Mommy and I can actually play," you said.
The touch of your palms on my stomach, tracing up to my breasts. You had always been the one beneath me - my flogs upon your backside, my fingers plunging into you. You made me moan and howl in ecstasy, screaming for me to stop. I'd let you call the shots this time. I should have foreseen your overbearing nature.
You grabbed my nipples - yanked them harshly. Pain jolted through my chest. I couldn't suppress my moans. Of course, it would betray my lust.
"Please be gentle, my love," I moaned back.
The pressure eased up, leaving my nipples aching. I could feel the warmth of my juices seep from my cunt and drip down my lips, the sensation exquisite.
I was pivoted, my head pushed back. Another sharp gasp escaped my lips. Not gentle at all.
Your hands fisted my hair, twisting it painfully. Your other hand clamped my nipples. I howled in torment.
"What did you say earlier, Mama?" You questioned.
My head was now throbbing in addition to my aching breasts.
"You said you'd be kind for once, love," I grunted.
All I heard in response was a low, distant laugh. In the meantime, I felt around for mutual pleasure toys in our vast chest. Certainly not the smaller ones, I bet.
I heard the tap of your boots again, advancing from your direction. I was moist with sweat, clamps digging into my breasts. Slowly but surely, the pain subsided. My breasts ached, but it felt so amazing to relinquish control to you.
"Can you handle this, baby?" you whispered maliciously beside my ear.
A sudden pressure pulsed against my clit. The pleasure was almost overwhelming, causing my arms to spasm. I attempted to keep from orgasming immediately. I knew additional torture awaited me if I did. You pulled away, giggling to yourself.
You grasped the biggest dildo you could find. Leaning back, you shoved it relentlessly into me. The cold silicone slipped into me, inch by inch. You started to thrust, dragging the chain of the clamps along as you did. I reacted to each movement, desperate to thwart the impending climax. I even relaxed in order to withstand the increasing discomfort of the clamps. The dildo stretched my hole even further.
You stopped suddenly. Your lips curled into a smirk as you moved elsewhere. I felt you stand up again. Listen to your boots drag across the floor again.
"Looks like you're too wet to hold onto that, darling," you said.
My temper rose. Your disrespect was unfounded. Once I'm free, you'll answer to me.
"Do you recall when you fucked both of my holes ruthlessly, Mommy?" I began.
I removed your fingers to address you.
"Yes, darling. And if we continue like this, it'll be worse next time."
Irritated, I cried out in vain. Your behavior was immense, bordering on insulting. The sudden change in tone enraged me.
"Hmph!"
A blow of air hissed past your lips in discontent as you considered your options. The floorboards groaned under your weight as you left the room.
"What are you up to?" I yelled.
Straining against the ties to free myself. My efforts were fruitless. They were snug and strong. Just as I'd instructed you. Items rattled in the box once more, a sinking feeling in my gut. They're going to fuck me with that thing. Your favorite toy. The tentacle one with the expanded base. I detested it but you adored it. I heard your silly chuckles as you approached me. Waving it in my face to taunt me. You knew I couldn't see it but nonetheless, I could tell what it was. Just by your demeanor.
I felt the cold silicone press against my lips as you plunged it into my mouth. Pushing it in and fucking my throat relentlessly. The ties rattled as I jerked and twirled my head to escape but you slapped a strong hand onto the back of my skull and kept me still. Cooing gentle words to me as I relinquished control. I opened my mouth fully, extending my tongue to entice you more. Almost enjoying it.
Of course you didn't like that. You desired me to protest and plead. The power struggle was your enthusiasm.
"Alright darling, since you appreciate that so much. I reckon you'd fancy that somewhere else too."
You dragged the wet toy down my chest and belly. Essentially using me as a drying towel before once again filling my powerless vagina.
"You know I hate this toy" My voice wavered from trying to maintain command.
You thrust deeper.
The extensive base filling me to capacity. Your fingers found my tight anus as you explored me. Circling the skin, teasing me with the prospect of you penetrating both openings.
"You wouldn't. You know I'll ensure you get the same treatment" I snarled at you.
As a threat...but it was futile. You didn't care, you liked the dirty activities I partook in. Even bratted just to provoke them.
You responded by sliding two fingers into my restricted anus. The scorching heat of the sudden width was intense. My openings clenched around the toy and you. My vagina wet, my anus aching.
"Fuck" I hissed.
Biting down on my tongue and moaning slightly. You began to fuck me, one hole at a time. In and out. In and out. The sounds of my wet vagina were loud and apparent. Couldn't hide anymore. Your fingers felt so good and damn, I loved being full of you. For you. You allowed me to open up to you, taking more of me as we writhed there. The muscles in my legs tense and salient, forearms taut and strained.
I sensed you remove the toy and yourself. Hearing you set it off to the side, trotting away quickly to clean your hands. Leaving me a mess here. The sounds of the avian beings outside calmed me down. The familiar feeling of submission drifted over me. My faculties succumbed to the pleasure. Giving into you.
Your demeanour was different when you returned this time. Softer, lighter. The veil over my eyes lifted, and I involuntarily moaned at the sight of you. You were stunning as always but your eyes were alight. The afternoon sun gleamed on you delightedly. My eyes absorbed everything anew. The muscles in your hands and the strength in your shoulders.
"Wow," I whispered.
You smiled at me, cognizant of the spell you had cast on me right now. Reveling in your capacity to render me into this...into shambles. My vagina shuddering and convulsing under me. Jesus, I should have just climaxed.
As per usual, you delighted in the worship. My eyes glazed over in anticipation of what you'd do next. My mouth pursed slightly to serve you if needed. You approached and stood over me, stroking my face with one hand kindly.
"Should we cum together my little love?"
Ah, my nickname. It constantly turned me into a puddle. As if, some Pavlovian trigger was pulsating in my head. Exhausting all thoughts of contesting you now.
We kissed tenderly, you holding my face. Little pecks back and forth. The exhilarating kind, the ones that set my body throbbing as they occurred. We continued this for a while, you eventually settling onto my lap as we engaged in a kiss. The time sliding away, the sun setting in the backdrop. Us both enjoying the affection and isolation. The avian beings had quieted now and I could only hear you. See you. Smell you. Immersed in your essence.
"Please...can we climax now my dear? I'm desperate. You've done it."
I was rarely a proficient supplicant, but I thought I'd try. To placate you.
Somehow my begging worked, you knew I was reaching my breaking point. The constraints on my hands and feet gradually loosened. My hands first, your fingers loosening the straps slowly. Then my feet. The feeling returned into my appendages as I shook them out a smidgen.
"Climb onto Mommy's lap again little one."
"The only time you ever obeyed well." I considered.
As I asked, joining you, we began to kiss deeply. Hands caressing each other's skin, teasing and tugging. The passion between us was growing exponentially.
You'd brought me to the point of breaking, and I pushed your hand into my pussy. Letting you feel the stickiness of my cum between your fingers. Using my hand to guide yours up and down my silk. You found my clit and began to rub, as I did yours.
I allowed you to drop down to your knees, as my ass found the edge of the chair.
Holding my legs open, I pulled you forward by your hair. Your mouth filled with my bush and clit and lips. I pressed my entire pussy into your open mouth, rubbing the sticky mess you'd made all over your face. The cum collected on your lips and around your mouth. Filling your nose, as you attempted to breathe through it.
"Rub your clit, my little one. We're going to cum together."
I didn't ask now. The control was back in my hands, fingers in your hair. Pussy against your tongue. One hand found your swollen, greedy clit, and you began to rub for me. Vigorously. The anticipation of being able to cum together enticed you to obey.
"I'm really close, darling. Tell me how close you are."
I pulled your head back and made you look me in my eyes.
"I'm going to cum, Mommy. Please let me finish the job for you." You moaned.
I enjoyed your desperation for a moment. Letting you hesitate for a bit while still holding back. Your longing gaze fixed on me. Your hand still affectionately circling your clit. Body trembling from the sudden loss of control you experienced.
"My darling human. You've done so well for me today. You can have whatever it is you want" I whispered softly to you.
I pushed your face back into my mess.
"Finish the job then Squish. Cum for Mommy. My cherished soul."
Your tongue found its purpose once again, as you began to suck on me eagerly. Collecting my pussy in your mouth with ease and rubbing your tongue along my swollen nerves. We came together intensely, me in your mouth. You on your knees. I felt the cum squirt out of me slightly, you swallowed whatever you could. Greedy tongue lapping up the remains of the day from around my thighs. Ensuring to clean every inch you'd made a mess of.
We sighed heavily into the atmosphere together. I was exhausted and required comfort. We made our way to the bedroom, my legs a bit shaky from sitting for so long. You wrapped your arms around my waist and supported me.
"Thank you, Squish. You're mine, do you understand that?" I spoke softy now.
Letting you take control again.
"Yes, Mommy, and you're all mine." My favorite phrase from my beloved.
We arrived at the bed and collapsed into it. The night settled around us. Cars drove past outside. We both listened to the magnificence of life outside and cherished the one we had inside. Fingers trailed over soft skin. Gentle kisses against one another's cheeks and foreheads. My body gradually lost consciousness as I lay against your chest. Your heartbeat throbbing in my ear, a calming lullaby to rest with.
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