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Dolore Dolce

Date: 3/27/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: gilrenard, Rating: , Source: LushStories

"The exposed ceiling beams in your bedroom aren't only for decoration, are they?" I laughed and shook my head, "Very perceptive of you, Rebecca." "When will you show me?" she mischievously asked. "When you feel you're ready, just ask me." "Now," she smiled. "At your service," I replied. I stood up, flung her over my shoulder and carried her to my bedroom. She let out a yelp and laughed as I carried her. I let her back down when I reached my closet. "You will need to be naked, if you wish to see the collection of toys I have for you," I grinned. "Done!" Rebecca exclaimed as she removed the hoodie and dropped it at her feet. "Slide the door open," I instructed. She took a deep breath and bit her lower lip. She grabbed the handle and slowly slid the door open. Her eyes widened at the sight of, floggers, ropes, cuffs, riding crops, latex masks, ball gags and canes, neatly hung on the wall. "May I touch them?" she excitedly asked. "Of course, they all will be touching you," I grinned. "Which is your favorite, Gil?" she asked with mischief in her voice. "Are you familiar with the meaning of your name, Rebecca?" "Yes." "Think of its meaning and..." before I could finish my sentence, Rebecca grabbed a coiled rope off its hook and presented it to me. "Clever girl," I grinned. "Which is most painful?" she asked. "Without a doubt, the rattan canes. Please tread lightly, Rebecca," I sternly warned her. She grabbed a cane and turned to face me, "I will use my safe word if I have to, I ... promise. I want to be your slut and need to know if I am capable of it." I took the cane from her and pulled her to me. I crushed her lips with a passionate kiss. Her words set off an explosion in me. I felt fire ablaze in my eyes. I felt a grin form on my lips, as I took control of the fire. Rebecca sensed my arousal and the fire between her legs raged out of control. She wanted more than to just look at the fire in my eyes. She wanted to touch it and be touched by it. "Did your slut do that to you?" she panted. "Sirrrrr," I snarled long and low at her. "Fuck!" She gasped, "Did your slut do that to you, Sir?" "Yes, now turn around and place your hands behind your back," I sneered. She obeyed. I unraveled the rope and bound her wrists behind her back. I bound her arms and breasts, in a chest harness, tight. I attached another rope to the back of the chest harness and slipped it over a supporting beam. I pulled the slack out of the rope, lifting her till she was pulled up on to her toes. I closed the tie. I used another rope to tie a shackle on her left thigh, just above the knee. I slipped the rope over the beam and pulled her leg up, till her knee was almost level her shoulders. I closed the tie and kneeled between her spread legs. I leaned closer to her cunt and inhaled her scent, deeply and slowly. Rebecca moaned and quivered at the sight of my mouth so close her throbbing clit and dripping slit. “Ohhhhhhh, fuck, Gil! You’re going to make me cum without touching me!” she ...