Diary Installment 2: Private Notes
I was pinned to the bed, tied up by my hands and feet in the four corners. My nipples were painfully red and swollen on top of my chest, so much so that whenever I moved, the clamps shifted which resulted in a burning sensation. Stagnation also caused the clamps to cut deeper into my sensitive skin, I felt as if my nipples were being chewed off. My pussy was leaking.
Master entered the room, stark naked. He picked up a Hitachi magic wand he had placed earlier and taped it to my inner thigh. He switched on the vibrator and pressed the head against my throbbing clit. I couldn't help but shriek in agony as he turned it on. He grimaced at my screams, a mix of amusement and sadistic pleasure.
"You aren't permitted to cum, my dear," he mentioned with a smirk, "Like I think you'll be able to given the state of your nipples."
The statement made me feel powerless. My nipples were always highly sensitive and if I were to endure too much nipple pain, the sexual arousal itself and the accompanying orgasm became excruciating. Soon enough, my orgasm would be too painful for me to handle, and I was aware I'd have to succumb to it.
"I won't be gone for long," he said, almost as if he was trying to read my mind. He walked over to the dresser and put on a cock ring, causing his enormous cock to swell further than was possible. He was 7.5 inches long and as thick as my wrist, with a bulging mushroom head that rubbed my g-spot in certain positions.
He approached the bed, stroking his large cock as he added lubricant to it. He smeared the rest of the lubricant onto my pussy and the vibrator, ensuring my clit wouldn't dry out while he lined himself up to enter me.
"Please, wait, you've barely stretched me out at all," I pleaded, attempting to exude a sultry tone to convince him, understanding his intentions were saturated with pain without sexual reward.
He didn't acknowledge my pleas, instead pressing the tip of his prick against my chafed vaginal entrance. He gripped my clit between his fingers, wrenching it as his dick attempted to force its way inside me.
"My extremely tight fuck. I almost never agree with bitches, but I might need to open you up a bit," he whispered. He pushed in and out a few more times, then pulled out before spitting directly on my pussy. Applying the saliva vigorously, he forced two fingers deep within me. His twisted fingers, exerting pressure on my g-spot, strained her walls, I tried to sit up in pain, but was forced back down by his heavy hand. His hand gently kneaded one of my sore tit as a reward for my moans, a gesture accentuated by his heated eyes.
"You're soaked through," he whispered. "What a slutty cumslut. Your tits make you so fucking wet for me. These clamps really work,"
He took the clamps off suddenly, leaving them to fall to the floor. They tore off my nipples, exposing the swollen nipples that had recently been tortured by the cruel clamps. Bruises stretched across my breasts, a testament to their greatest suffering, but they were not irreparably injured. I sobbed in anguish and elation.
He leaned over my nipple and licked around the now sore nipple. He kissed the areola and slowly swirled his tongue across the scorched nub. The soft torment on my nipples whilst his hand was still playing with my g-spot caused me to scream bitterly. He chuckled while relishing my cries, his excitement further kindled by the sight of spiraling heat in his eyes.
He took out one of my ankle cuffs and thrust my legs up, folding them underneath me. This position exposed my sensitive pussy and also made my asshole openly accessible. "Surprise" master had mentioned, I could not decipher between my excitement or fear.
My lover climbed onto me and pushed his hard cock into my able vagina. It slipped into me with single motion, my asshole confidently welcoming its owner's testicles with a slap. He loomed over me, one leg on either side of mine, pinning me down with his weight. His pelvis danced against mine, his thick penis fully inserted into me. Despite the unnatural position, my vagina grew even wetter, pushing him deeper into me.
I forgot my discomfort as he thrust in and out of me, ramming his hard cock into me. My well-lubricated vagina smoothly slid against his dick, making it easy for him to pull out.
His fingers grazed my thinner, tighter thigh, gliding past my clit and pussy mouth before reaching my perfect asshole. My cheeks pushed out slightly, ready for him.
He'd never put his cock into my asshole before, but he'd taught me how to prepare beforehand. I'd watch myself play with my anus by taking different toys and pushing them into my asshole before coating them with my saliva. He had me start small, fucking myself with toys of my own choosing, but grew increasingly demanding over time. Sometimes I'd send him videos of my taboo sexual act, and he'd watch them while he played with my ass himself. Eventually, he questioned me with a sexual toy the size of a can. I grown to accommodate it, challenging myself with pain just to please my master.
He pushed his fingers inside my tight, smooth ass, causing me to writhe, as he unknowingly pushed me into new realms of pain and pleasure, driving his fingers in further with ease. He then turned his fingers up and pressed against my anus tightly with his knuckles, body weight helping his finger dig deeper into me.
"I could almost fuck myself in the ass with your fingers," he chuckled.
My master once again hovered above me, overwhelming me with his weight and power. He picked up his thrusts, his lips seeking my neck, his breath intense. "What are you?" he inquired, demanding I give him an answer.
"I'm your cocksleeve, sir," I moaned dutifully. "My body lies contorted, only existing as a tool to please your cock."
He drew close to me, titillating me with warm saliva and caressing me. "You're a sexy tool, baby girl," he breathed, sucking my neck and nipple. "I wouldn't want my dildo to be wasted."
My master slowly removed his fingers from my ass and his hard cock from my vagina, psychologically preparing himself for his climax. He thrust himself inside me once more, but focused on personal pleasure, as if treating my body as an anonymous toy.
He achieved orgasm after a few moments of harsh anal sex, his cum filling my ass and trickling down to the mattress. His stiff cock still twitched, but no longer capable of unleashing a second orgasm within me. My gaping asshole invited him, feeling so stretched as it silently called for its mistress's lubrication and tension. My wet vagina pulsed and dripped its unquenchable fluids down into my gaping backdoor, a feeling I can't possibly describe. Waves of arousal washed over me as I felt content with the damage done to me.
My master freed me from my restraints before collapsing onto the bed. I straddled his lap and the genius grinded against his rock hard penis.
"You can never get enough," he chuckled. "I guess I need to reward you" he mumbled, while sliding his fingers between my aching, sexually-torn openings.To be continued...
The text has the following informational features:
- intimate details about a sexual act
- advanced anal play
- mind control: Master instructing use and teaching 'slave' to accept more
- personal chatter between the two characters
- butt play, lube and domination: 'Master' controlling 'slave's' body
- already 'used' toys, various objects being used as sexual tools
- Master's sexual desire: sizing up dildo and receiving 'products' from his 'toy's' pussy and ass
- slave's pleasure: arousal wave
- short descriptions of how the two characters prepare for butt play and aftercare, i.e. Master untying and cuddling the female character.