1. Exposing Cindy - chapter 1 - Blindfolded and Bound


    Date: 8/30/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: submissivemom72, Rating: 29, Source: LushStories

    make me such a bad girl?" I asked as I continued to cooperate with Jim's fantasy roleplaying. "You have been thinking about being shared with other men all summer long, haven't you? You have been fantasizing about having other men, young men, fuck you and make you cum while I watched, haven't you?" Jim's words sent a quiver through my loins. His words forced an image of me being fucked by one or two college boys while Jim sat and watched. It had been nearly a year since Jim had actually 'loaned me' to anyone else, but the memory of our last swinging encounter was still fresh. Right after Christmas, 2014, when the boys returned to college, Jim brought two young men we met at a local college bar back to our motel room and invited them to fuck me repeatedly. Jim made them each wear a condom, which protected me from STDs. But having these two young men use prophylactics meant my vagina was raw for more than a week after the evening of debauchery. The soreness in my pussy was a constant reminder of what a naughty little slut I was to allow these young boys to fuck me raw. It was a good night. I liked being Jim's slut. I nodded and moaned, "Uh huh, I sorry. I can't help it. I get these naughty thoughts. Does that make me a bad girl?" I was getting more aroused by the second. Talking about being fucked by young strangers had my vagina on high alert. Jim knew precisely what to say to stimulate me. "Yes, you are a very naughty little girl." "What are you going to do to this bad girl?" ...
    "Oh, you need to be punished and taught a lesson. Now lie down on the bed," Jim instructed as he pointed to the bed. "Should I take off my bra and panties?" "No leave them on for now. Now lie down." "On my back, or face down?" I asked coyly. "On your back," Jim instructed. I nodded and laid down on the bed. Jim sat next to me and took my left hand and tied the long terrycloth strip tightly around my wrist. Jim pulled at the binding to ensure that I could not pull free. Jim stood, walked to the other side of the bed and repeated the exercise, tying my right wrist tightly. With my arms stretched wide apart, I pulled at my restraints as tightly as I could, testing them. I could not pull free. I was at his mercy. Jim leaned forward and kissed me deeply. I opened my mouth to accept his probing tongue. After a minute or two, Jim broke off the kiss, and as he gently tweaked my nipple through the thin, diaphanous material of my bra, he whispered in my ear, "You are in for a real treat this afternoon, Miss Cindy." I just moaned, "Oh god, Jim, you are making me so wet." Jim traced his fingers over my vulva and found the damp gusset of my panties. "Oh my, you are wet down there. See, that's why you have to be punished like this. Your pussy is absolutely gushing because you are imagining other men fucking you." "I'm sorry. I can't help it. I try to be good. I try to not think about naughty things, but my mind just goes there. And it makes 'Cindy-Ann' wet." 'Cindy-Ann' was Jim's pet name ...