1. The Stump


    Date: 8/5/2015, Categories: True Story, Bondage and restriction, Discipline, Female Domination, Humiliation, Masturbation, Mature, Older Female / Males, Spanking, Author: llcjtorn, Rating: 25, Source: sexstories.com

    beyond belief, but just as pleasurable, in a way like I never felt, it grew again, bigger and bigger. She worked it hard a methodically until it was huge and throbbing. Again she picked up her crop and whipped my already stinging ass and balls. I was in. almost a trance now as she did her work, I actually spread my legs so she could smack the inside of my cheek. she whipped me with 20 swats this time, the weird thing was I could feel myself climaxing again just as she stopped. She pumped me again for a moment then stopped just short of me cumming again. Off she went to the tack wall bringing back a thin leather lace, she pulled on my balls and wrapped it around them about ten or twelve times and tied it in a bow, my nutsack was tight, rubbing them for a moment then going back to pumping my shaft until I was about to scream and cum. She worked me over until I could not hold myself, at that moment she took her middle finger and flicked my tight strapped up nuts. That put me over the edge, the orgasm climaxed squeezing hard and long, pumping over and over with another load cumming out, it was strained though as there was not as much cum this time. I am pretty sure that it was harder than the first time, I could feel the knob on my cock flexing bigger with every pump my tied up balls tried to push out. Collapsing again over the post in exhaustion, body limp from the primal stimulus. I passed out. Being abruptly woken up with a cold bucket of water followed by a couple of sharp ...
    straps across my ass is something that I never want to experience again. Dripping wet and shaking, hanging by leather bindings, exhausted and on the edge of tears she untied the rope and relieved the pressure and grabbed the back of my straps, turned me towards the door and said, "MARCH"!!!!. Knees knocking I walked back toward the door and out into the night we went. "I don't want you coming back to my property. again". This was followed by a strap across the buttocks again, making me jump foward tugging on my swollen member still engorged but not hard, just big, slapping back and forth between my legs keeping it huge. When we got back to the stump where she captured me, she picked up my shorts that were left on the ground and put them under her arm. She removed the clip from my ring, releasing me from the bottom and then my wrists. My arms dropped to my side, and I could hardly stand. One more swift whip from her riding crop, I jumped just out of reflex and tried to turn around, she was already gone. She had taken my shorts! I could not go back and get them from her, who knows what she would have done to me then? I was resigned to making my way home naked from the waist down except for tennis shoes. My swollen cock in a set of rings that I could not get off from being so swollen and all slicked up and shiny with bag balm. How was I going to get home, and if I even got there how would I get my house, the key was in my shorts. Had to think about it for a while, I can certainly ...
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