1. Near Miss (Part One)


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: BDSM, First Time, Taboo, Author: rifleman7805, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    b*y, Richard.” she said as I reached up to grab her arse cheeks and pushed my tongue deeper into her. She released the back of my head, pulled her polo shirt over her head and unhooked her bra, which joined everything else in an untidy heap on the polished wood floor. She lifted me to my feet and pulled my head down to her wonderful breasts. “Do you remember what they like, Richard?” “Yes, miss”, I mumbled, my voice slightly distorted by the fact I had a mouthful of nipple. I sucked hard on the erect nub of flesh and was rewarded with a deep groan. I switched my attention to the other nipple, repeating the previous performance and Miss Smales groaned again. I licked and sucked at her nipples, alternating between the two and they stiffened into hardness under the assault of my tongue and lips. Gently, she pulled me away from her nipples. She removed my tie and unbuttoned my shirt, running her fingers over my nipples and chest as her hands slid down to my belt. Soon, my trousers and underpants had joined her clothes on the gym floor. She pushed my shirt off my shoulders and it slid to the ground. “Take your socks off and come over here” she said, turning and walking across the gym. I finished undressing, tossing my discarded socks on top of my shirt and followed her. “Do you trust me, Richard?” she asked. “Yes, Miss.” “Put your hands on that bar for me, please.” I looked above my head to find one of the wallbars, used in gymnastics training, had been extended out into the ...
    room. I placed my hands on the top of the bar and Miss Smales picked up a skipping rope from a basket by the wall. She tied the rope around one of my wrists before fastening it to the bar and then repeated the process with the other wrist. “Well, that’s your hands out of the way.” she said “There’s just one other thing I need to do.” She walked across the gym, opened the store room door and went in. She emerged a couple of minutes later with two of the concrete weights used to secure the badminton nets. She placed one on each side of me and then proceeded to tie my ankles to the weights. She pulled gently on a rope by the wall and the bar above me moved upwards slightly stretching my arms to their full length. I stood there spread-eagled and unable to move as she walked around me, examining her handiwork. She ran her hands lightly across my arse cheeks before continuing the circuit. She stopped in front of me, her hand cupping my balls and I felt my cock twitch as her nails grazed the underside of my sack. My cock, already stiff, began to throb as she slowly pumped her fist up and down its length. She grinned wickedly. “So; Now that I have you at my mercy, you naughty boy, what should I do with you?” She suddenly turned, bent over at the waist and backed up slightly so that her tight arse cheeks sat either side of my throbbing erection. She began to move, sliding her arse up and down my cock, clenching and unclenching her buttock muscles, wanking me with her ass cheeks. The ...
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