1. All tied up and no where to go


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

    gyrations. “gggguuuuuhhh yessssssssssss.” You release the rope as you feel the tension in my body release. I feel your hands rubbing up and down my arms and thighs. Your hands wrap around my bulbous tits are gently massage, making sure to not hit the clamps or chain that is connected to my neck. I turn my head to yours and sigh into your cheek. My lips grazing your jaw. “thank you sir.&#034 “You did very well, but you’re not done yet.” I nod into your shoulder. Just as I catch my breath and composure, I feel tension on the rope that slices me again. Only this time it’s from front. Your left arm is under my tits, hand gripping the rope, you start to pull up. Hard pressure once again applied to my clit. Your right hand grips the chain attached to your clamps, and you tug on it as you release the rope. My body always in state of tension. You start slow, letting my body feel the pain. Letting my nerves send shots to my brain. I feel your lips on my temple as you tug and pull. I start to pant. My thighs start to quiver once again, and I jerk under you. You pick up the speed of the tugs and pulls, still alternating. “Fuck the rope baby girl, fuck it, fuck it, fuck it” you chant as you f***e my body to move. I grunt and groan. My body bouncing on the rope as I cum to your command. My teeth on your jaw, biting. “Yes yes, little more, you can do it” you start pulling the rope and tugging the chain in unison now. “Keep it cumming, more toy more.” My orgasm jets though my skin, body ...
    twitching and shaking. You release the rope and chain and grip my tits as cum drips around the rope to the comforter. “Mmm you’re making it nice and moist down there” you nibble on my ear lobe, “but I want it soaking little one” you groan in my ear. Still trying to catch my breath, your right hand works its way down my torso, and pushes the rope aside. Your index and middle finger straddle and pinch my clit. I gasp and lean forward. Your left wraps around my chest, hand pulls my body back to you, holding me firm to you. “Unh uh, you stay right here.” Your fingers pinch and move up and down my clit. Nails digging into my flesh. I don’t even fully recover before my cum starts to trickle down my hole on to the comforter. “There you go, baby girl. Soak it.” I ride your hand as my cum creams out of me. As I finish, both your hands stroke my body. You raise them up to my tits and painfully pull on the clamps until they pop off. I groan and gasp as you assault my tits. Sweat building on my forehead, you brush away my matted hair, kissing my temple, my cheek, my jaw, and finally my lips. You rub my sore tits, as your lips massage mine. As you tenderly rub my body, I start rocking on the rope. My back arching off your chest. This time instead of pulling me back, you push me forward. You grab my ankles and flip me onto my face, ass in the air. You detach the rope from the head board, and pull it up and over me. You walk around me on the bed, pulling the rope up and then over. I feel the ...
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