1. The Meeting


    Date: 7/10/2015, Categories: Anal, BDSM, Hardcore, Author: amabarrettsub, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    My mind was so focused on these thoughts that I didn’t notice your approach. One moment I was contemplating the myriad ways in this experience had surpassed my expectations, the next you were standing there, gazing down at me, seemingly pleased at how well I continued to spread myself open. I still wasn’t sure what to expect when I was told to follow, just that it was going to be wicked. The cold from the floor seeped into my soles as I walked a few steps behind you, counterpoint to the heat I could feel my body already radiating. Tendrils of anticipation, desire, and nerves coursed through me, spiking when I saw the area you had rigged. I stopped suddenly, mouth open slightly, amazed and a little frightened. You had actually gotten one. We had discussed it before of course, many times. More than the flogger actually. I was elated, surprised, touched. I remember the way your mouth curled up at the corner, smiling at my astonished expression. “What do you think?” You walked around it, hand patting the padded seat in unspoken command. I walked forward, still unable to believe I was seeing it here, for me. For us. “Where did you get one?” I climbed on it, ineptly, but I made it. My muscles felt weak with anticipation; I had fantasized about this as long as I could remember. You knew me so well. You didn’t respond to my query, just continued smiling like the cat that got the cream as you grasped my wrist, bringing over to the armrest and securing it with a wide leather strap. ...
    The movement was soft, sensual; my breathing increased pace. Your fingers traced light lines across my skin as you walked around to the side, strapping my other hand down as well. Continuing the same delicate, teasing touches you placed one leg in a stirrup, then the other, stroking each calf in turn, cinching straps to keep them secure. I was nearly panting from the sensations, my excited skin delighting in each caress, knots of yearning and eagerness curling through my stomach. What were you going to do? I was more helpless than I had been all day, almost entirely immobile, hair falling around my shoulders in a pink cascade. My hands clenched reflexively, my ankles twisting in small circles. I wasn’t getting out until you released me. I shivered. “Comfortable?” I nodded mutely. While mostly immobile I wasn’t uncomfortable at all; the chair was a little cushy, soft underneath. I felt no strain from my arms or legs, just a tingling anticipation. “Let’s see what we can do about that.” Your wicked grin was back. I swallowed reflexively, certain that I knew what was coming next. Gynecological chairs were built for one main reason, after all. Without warning I felt your hand reach down between my legs, pulling apart the fleshy globes of my ass. With sudden trepidation I realized the mistake I had made when dressing today: no plug. I was in such a rush—so exhilarated and terrified—that I had completely forgotten about it. “Forget something, slut?” Your voice had a note of anger in ...
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