1. All tied up and no where to go


    Date: 9/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: bad_girl_punished, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Your back is up against the headboard, legs spread apart, as you have me sit with my back to you, resting on your chest. My head resting on your left shoulder as you look forward into the mirror, gazing at your work. You have my forearms tapped to the sides of my body using the black bondage tape; the tape creating a corset for my lower torso. It extends from just about my pussy mound to just below my breasts. My hands are free but unable to do much but flinch. My breasts bulge out from my body as your rope is wrapped around them so tightly, bl**d engorging my skin. Another rope is tied to the D-ring in your collar on my throat. It snakes down between my tits, resting on my tape corset before sliding in through my slit, through my ass and up my back, pulled taut and attached to a hook in the head board above your right shoulder. You can feel the rope press on your chest and my back. My knees are bent, a black bar spreader latched between them. My feet flat next to your knees on the bed. My long hair pulled back tight into a high pony tail. You feel it tickle the side of your head and neck. You gaze at my body, at your toy, in the mirror as your hands wander around me; rubbing and flicking and pinching and smacking. Listening to my soft moans in your ear. You look over my shoulder and pinch and twist my nipple. They harden ever so much in your cool rough hands. You pick up the clamps that are resting on the comforter, along with your other instruments, for easy reach. You ...
    smack my breast before applying the clamp to each. My toes curl as you smack my pinched nipples slightly. You attach the chain and then pull it up and taught before connecting it to the D-ring in your collar. I turn my face to your ear and groan as I pull and twist my tits. Your hands rubbing my taped stomach. “I want to hear you moan Renee,” you tease as you start to pluck the rope that splits me like a violin cord. I gasp, “Yessss. Yes sirrr.” You place your left hand on my stomach and guide me in rocking on the rope, slowly. Your right hand rubs up and down my arm and then on my back. You grip the rope and pull back as you make me rock forward. I groan from the pressure of the rope. As you tug faster your hand push my hips to move faster. You watch my thighs twist and vibrate. My hot breath on your neck, as I moan into your ear. “Turn you head little one. I want you to watch as I make you cum.” I turn my head, my temple pressing on your cheek. Looking in the mirror, you smirk as you pull on the rope harder and faster. My head jerking with the tugs, your left hand no longer needed to guide me as my hips pump your rope. “Yes yes yes” I moan to the speed of your tugs. “God yes!” “Little more now” you encourage. “Please, sir…aahhhh please.” You stroke my head with your left hand “yes baby girl do it” as my chest heaves up and down. “Eyes open now” you warn me. I look into the mirror and watch my body succumb to my orgasm. Cum wetting the rope. I grit my teeth as you tug to my hip ...
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