xelinda
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Her eyes flew open when she suddenly couldn’t breathe. A large figure straddled her chest as a hand clamped over her mouth. She tried to scream, but it was useless. A gag was roughly forced into her mouth and quickly fastened. It was then she noticed the second figure restraining her arms as she fought instinctively. All she could manage was a few muffled cries. The adrenaline pumped through her veins. She tried to twisting her hips and bucking, but the weight was too much for her small frame. A blindfold went over her eyes and ear buds were thrust into her ears, forcing in some vile dark evil music that only heightened her fear. She could not hear, see, nor scream.
Her arms were thrust into cuffs. She struggled but couldn’t free her hands as they remained in a fixed position above her head. She felt the rigidness of being cuffed to a spreader bar that was suspended to her headboard. She breathed easier once the weight of the first figure shifted off her chest, but as soon as it was gone, her legs were shackled and spread wide. There was no spreader bar between her legs, but she couldn’t move much. She imagined that they had fastened her legs to her bed posts.
She couldn’t tell how much time had passed. The music blared into her ears. She couldn’t see anything. She felt the adrenaline racing through her blood, sending her remaining senses reeling. Master had hinted that she might have guests, but she hadn’t taken him seriously. In fact, he hadn’t mentioned anything in the past couple of weeks. She thought he had forgotten for now. It seemed he had not. She kept a blog that was for his eyes only. He was the only one that knew that she wanted to be raped, wanted to know what it felt like to be used and abused. He was making her fantasy come true.
She felt her hips lifted and something soft thrust under her round bottom, tilting her hips upward. A pull and a tug, and she felt her thin nightgown fall from heaving breasts. Another tug, her thong was no longer hiding her quivering lips.
A cold hard steel blade traced the curve of her neck traveling down between her breasts. He flicked her nipples with the tip, tracing the areola of her right breast. The cold steel against her fiery skin was so intoxicating. Her skin felt so alive. Danger and pleasure mixed to fuel her remaining senses.
The bed shifted and she felt the flick of a tongue across her exposed clit. She moaned and wanted to thrash about, but the blade at her breast reminded to remain still. The tongue darted and flicked over her sweet spot. She could feel the waves of excitement building, but held back. She wasn’t allowed to cum without permission. This was torture, pure unadulterated torture. As she fought to keep the waves from crashing in, pain gripped both nipples at once. They were on fire. They were being twisted and pulled at the same time. The pain was her undoing. Wave after wave of pleasure ripped through her, sending her bucking and thrashing uncontrollably.
She drifted back to reality slowly, not sure of how long had passed. Seconds? Minutes? Hours? It didn’t matter. Her skin continued to tingle as her breathing slowed.
She was suddenly jerked around a full 180 degrees, with her ass pointed skywards. Still somewhat disoriented, she hadn’t noticed that her leg restraints had been loosened. More pillows were stuffed beneath her so she now was bent over them with her ass pointed skywards. Her legs were fastened once more.
She felt the hands caressing her ass and thighs, kneading her tense muscles, as if they were trying to coax her to relax. A vibe was slipped between her and the pillows, positioned perfectly on her clit. She knew her juices were flowing. She could feel the blood throbbing through her groin as her heartbeat threatened to break her ear drums. The loud music pumped through the earphones seemed so far away.
She felt her lips being pried open and cold fingers invading her inner depths. They flicked around in her juices pushing deeper and deeper, stretching and probing. Feeling violated never felt so good. Three? Four fingers? A full fist? She didn’t know and she didn’t care. She could feel the edge coming closer, rushing at her with full force.
Crack! She felt it rather than hearing it. Pain across her ass. The burning pain evaporated the edge pulling her back. Her skin tingled, charged with electricity. She felt the knife again, the tip tracing along her arched spine. Hands massaged where the flogger left its mark. She began to relax ever so slightly…
The hands moved across her buttocks, prying her cheeks apart. A finger began to massage her puckered asshole. She felt something being inserted into her ass and the sudden coolness of some sort of lube. No. Her mind screamed. She liked anal, of course, but knew that she was very tight. She forced herself to relax as she felt the first finger being inserted up into her ass.
The finger withdrew and the pillows under her were removed. The leg restraints were loosened as she felt herself forced onto all fours. She felt the warm flesh and a hard male body slide underneath her. She felt his head position himself between her legs. She smelled his maleness as his hard cock pressed against the gag in her mouth.
His tongue began its assault on her clit again, sending her shivering with excitement. At the same time, she felt the finger again probing and prodding her asshole. The combination made her yearn for more. Two fingers…she felt her anus tight anus stretching. It felt good. Her mind raced and screamed for more. It was so wrong, but it felt so good. She craved this. She wanted more.
She felt the tip of a cock slide into her ass, as her clit continued to be sucked, licked, and bitten. The edge was coming closer again. She could feel the pressure building, pushing her along toward bliss. The cock thrust deeper as she stretched to accommodate his size. He began to drive his cock into her ass, over and over. She felt alive. Nothing mattered but the edge looming nearby. She felt the tongue lapping at her flowing juices. Oblivion. Pure and sweet. Spasms rocked her as her mind exploded. At the same time, she was vaguely aware of the warm spurt of cum filling her ass and the man collapsing on top of her.
Time stood still as she floated back to earth. She was befuddled and not all there. The confusion was the result of an intense organism that rocked her to the core. Her heart thudded in her chest. At some point, the man beneath her had slid out from under her. Once again, she was turned around and lay flat on her back, the leg restraints firmly attached in place, leaving her spread eagle once again.
A hand grabbed her hair and jerked her head upright as the gag fell away. Her first thought was to scream, but she didn’t have the energy. She was spent. A pill was forced into her mouth, followed by cool water. She hadn’t realized that her mouth was so dry. The liquid washing the pill down her throat was welcomed. The gag was replaced as quickly as it had been removed.
She lay there for an undetermined amount of time. She felt her eyes growing heavy. She was getting sleepy. She fought to stay awake, but her lids grew heavier until she surrendered to darkness.
She opened her groggy eyes. Sunlight flooded her bedroom. She could hear the birds chirping outside her window. She rolled over to look at the clock on the nightstand. It was 10:14. Her hands and legs were no longer in restraints. She was sore all over. Her wrists were bruised from the cuffs. A little bruising was nothing in exchange for the way she felt. Used, abused, and lighter than air.
She made her way to the bathroom and started the shower. She wanted nothing more than to let the warm water ease her aching muscles. As she lathered all over, she reached down to wash away the last of previous night’s pleasure when her fingers touched something unfamiliar.
Looking down, she noticed a ring. Her thoughts raced. She had been pierced at some point during the night. A small gold ring sparkled from the hood above her clit. It had been Him, she thought… and He had claimed her last night…
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