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Driving Miss Jones

Date: 9/16/2015, Categories: Fiction, BDSM, Domination/submission, Job/Place-of-work, Male/Female, Romance, Author: abroadsword, Rating: 89.5, Source: sexstories.com

me with a mixture of fear and surprise, I think the gentleness of our initial mating had caught her by surprise as much as it surprised me, and she struggled to suppress her emotions. "You absolute bastard," she moaned and did her best to squeeze me with her bound legs which just rubbed my rib cage and then in a completely unprofessional manner I tucked into her neck kissing and love biting as she was helpless to resist me. She only realised I wasn't using anything when I started to cum, "Pull out. pull out!" she wailed as I started pumping but it was too late, and I was in an alpine meadow, flying my spitfire, soaring like an eagle and generally wallowing in the ecstacy of orgasm before I had the presence of mind to answer her. "You sound like an old war film." I said. "You spunked in me you beast," she said, "Yuck." "Oh, get used to it." I ordered as I went to get my camera phone "You made me cum." she said, as I walked round behind her, "Bastard, Robert only makes me cum when I'm high." She stared helplessly, "Will you untie me now?" she asked, as my spunk gently oozed from her. "No," I said, as I clicked away, "You promised you would be a good girl," I reached down and added some scarlet highlights to her sex with the lipstick. "But I have been!" she protested. "No, you stifled you feelings, you have to express your delight, now I have to whip you again, do you understand?" I asked making it up as I went along. "No, I need the bathroom." she protested, I found her a ... bowl, she did what she needed to and then I screwed a hook in between some of the nails holding my cellar ceiling to the lounge floor joists passed a rope around it and back down to her looping it under her breasts inside her tied arms and hauled her to her feet. She gasped. "No, oh no not more!" I slapped her a couple of times with the whip but it was very awkward for her so I sat her down and untied the ropes and let her rest. "Shall I leave you untied?" I asked, "For now?" "Please!" she replied. "Then hold your titties out so I can get at them ," I suggested, "Cup them." She obeyed instantly and her breasts looked so inviting, and her nipples such lovely targets and she gasped so divinely when I swatted them I started to get good at it, "Left nipple, Right nipple," I quoted, and then like a darts played going down for a treble 19 I said "Clit," and swatted her, swatting downwards against the nipples which responded by turning dark and hardening and upwards against her clit or her labia. "Hold them or I'll tie you again." I insisted. "No Henderson," she wailed, "Please?" and she stared right at me pleadingly, her need was unmistakeable, so I set the whip down and took her in my arms and gently eased my thumb inside her and pressed my fingers on her clit to excite her, "Oh my lord." she wailed as I strove to relieve her, and as I worked on her clit so her hands slipped from her breasts and her arms slipped around me and held me tightly. Her breath was coming in little gasps and ...