1. A Bunnie To Play With - Chapter 14


    Date: 10/28/2014, Categories: BDSM, Author: ChrissieLecker, Rating: 8, Source: LushStories

    and we battled in a sloppy, greedy, lust-filled kiss while pain and arousal spiraled higher and higher between my legs and my juices seeped copiously from my snatch. I came. I buckled and moaned, I writhed and whimpered her name into her mouth. It was glorious. But she didn’t stop, didn’t even slow down. It was almost overwhelmed by the sensation. My pussy protested, the discomfort rose and rose, but just when I thought I couldn’t bear it anymore, this soft, liberating feeling of something giving way inside me returned, and the painful sparks turned into the most intense, pleasurable sensations. I came again, and this time I was tossed around in a sea of pleasure. Reality seemed a place far away, and I rocked and jerked with these powerful waves of lust that overwhelmed every nerve ending in my body. And Anne still didn’t appear the least bit inclined to stop. My vision blurred, and I could take it no more. I wiggled my arms free, shoved her off me and covered my twitching, throbbing pussy protectively. “Sorry!” I wailed. “I’m sorry!” But instead of giving me a hard look or chastising me, she wrapped me in a soft hug. “Hush, Bunnie.” Soft little kisses on my lips kept me from voicing my disjoint thoughts. “You did exactly what I expected you to.” “Really?” “Huh-huh.” She winked at me, then kissed me softly. “If I trust you with my darkest secrets, I also need to trust you to tell me when it gets too much.” I smiled. Like a butterfly that swirled in erratic patterns, the ...
    elusive trust I had been yearning for settled on my heart, and it open for it like a blossom in the first rays of sunlight. “I love you, Mistress.” “I love you too, Bunnie.” She poked my ribs and made me giggle. “And because I love you so much, I want you to rest well and heal, so you’re fit for the graduation party this weekend and anything that I may think of to do afterwards.” I glanced at the clock, stifling a yawn. It was only quarter past ten. “Resting sounds good.” “Then do that.” The warmth in her voice made my insides melt. She pulled the blanket back over me and caressed my cheek. “I’ll be heading out for a bit, but I’ll be back late afternoon.” Seeing me inquiring gaze, she sighed. “We have to clear out our worktables in the fashion lab, now that term is over. I’ll be as quick as I can. Now sleep, that’s an order!” I wiggled onto my side and sighed contentedly. “Yes, Mistress Summers.” Who was I to refuse my Mistress’ orders? “Do you still want some of the breakfast?” I shook my head. “Not really.” Another yawn escaped me. “Not now.” She softly kissed the tip of my nose. “Sleep well, my Bunnie. Love you!” * * * * The next few days were really, really nice, in a relaxing, healing, cozy way. Anne pampered me like a princess. She made me breakfast in bed - though that wasn’t technically necessary, she insisted - and fetched takeout for lunch, and she even cooked decent dinners that, to me, were the best meals in the world. She worked that magic healing cream into my slowly ...
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