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She slept for a couple of hours and as consciousness came, she realized she was in cuffs, arms stretched above her. She couldn’t remember when that happened but knew her Dom, Damon Salvatore, must’ve done it when he took over. She went to stretch her legs out and realized he slipped a pair of panties on her. She rubbed her thighs together knowing these were no ordinary kind.
Moments later, a soft vibration was felt against her still sensitive clit. Moisture pooled as the sensation grew, the vibrator becoming more powerful with each minute that passed. She truly didn’t know if she was going to cum from the panties alone or if it was some sort of cruel punishment. In an instant, it went from full power only to be dialed back to barely there. Her stomach muscles were able to relax.
Her Dom sat in his office chair watching his pet’s reaction, paying particular attention to the flush that crawled up her chest and onto her neck to the way her eyes would start to roll back with her mouth forming a pretty O. His cock was hard and could barely be restrained in his pants. He knew exactly where it needed to be, between those heaving breasts of hers.
He could picture it gliding back and forth, the tip peeking out from the tops of her breasts. The way they would mold around his length while he played with her nipples. He thought about using clamps but hadn’t decided yet. He got up out of his chair and walked back down to the private playroom.
She heard him enter the room and their eyes locked just as he held up the remote, one that must have been linked to the vibrating underwear. It went from one to ten in seconds. Her eyes rolled back as her hands tried to touch herself forgetting about the restraints. Her hips bucked up trying to seek some sort of finish as a scream was torn unexpectedly from her mouth. Just as quickly as it came, the vibrations re back to one. Damon made a tsking sound.
“You know the rule about being loud. You can only be loud if I say.”
She felt his fingertips stroke down the side of her face as her breathing tried to settle down. She looked up into his eyes, captivated by the need she saw in them. As she was distracted by his eyes, his hand slid to the back of her head pulling it up off the bed. Before she realized what was happening, he had the gag fastened around her head. A muffled moan made him chuckle.
“Now I can hear myself fuck you.”
He walked away from where she laid, shedding his clothes on the floor as he made his way to the toy drawer. He picked a pair of nipple clamps connected by a chain and a flogger. There was also a little something extra in the nightstand next to the bed that he couldn’t wait to push into her body, pass her barriers. Again, he lifter her head up while he put the chain behind her head. He secured one clamp to her right nipple as he heard her whimper. He explained what was going to happen.
“Every time you arch yourself, it will pull on the chain, pulling your delicious nipples of yours up. Try and be a good girl and stay still.”
He did not know if she heard him or not for her eyes were transfixed on his cock. Precum wept from his tip. He laid the flogger on the bed next to her and straddled her chest. Oh yes, he thought, she had eyes only for his cock. Slowly, he grabbed the tip, collecting his precum, stroking up and down to wet the rest of his shaft. He laid it down between her breasts, using his hands to mold her tits around his prick.
The feel of his wet cock gliding back and forth between her breasts and the low vibrations of the panties made her buck wildly. He continued to move back and forth, wedged between heavenly pillows and it frustrated her that she couldn’t even lick his tip.
Feeling her mounting frustrations, Damon spoke, “I’m going to paint a beautiful picture all over the canvas below me.”
He pushed her breasts together even more, which made the nipple clamps tug on her sensitive peaks. Muffled moans and unintelligible words followed by more hip thrusting. She needed to come but couldn’t. Just as he was about to blow, he released her tits, fisting his cock while moving down some, essentially pinning her legs.
He moved with an urgency and watched her hooded eyes. Rope after rope of spunk came forth hitting her lips and chin, coating her breasts in intersecting patterns. He finished himself off on her upper stomach. After catching his breath, he took two fingers and began to rub the come in on her chest, using his other hand to pull off the gag. Her eyes were glassed over as he brought his fingers to her parted lips.
“Open up pet and taste what you’ve done to me.”
She barely registered what he said. When there was pressure against her lips, she slowly opened her mouth. She felt two fingers enter her mouth. Her tongue lazily glided up and down each finger as if they were his cock The saltiness of his spunk made her moan. She wished whole heartedly that it would’ve been his dick. He pulled his finger out of her mouth again chuckling how her tongue tried to follow them.
“Is my pet greedy for my come?” He said while getting off the bed and grabbing the flogger. “I think you need to be punished for your greetings.”
He brought the flogger down upon her tits with just enough force to disturb the nipple clamps. Her eyes widened as she almost moaned, catching herself in time. This was absolute agony in the most pleasant of ways, but she didn’t know how much more she could take, so she didn’t want to add more to her punishment.
He continued up and down the front of her body making light pink stripes show up on her skin from the flogger. That added to the come still drying and she looked beautiful. After about twenty minutes of punishment, he again dropped the flogger next to her on the bed.
She closed her eyes thinking she had a small moment to let her rest. Her whole body began to relax and come down from its high. She stood on the precipice of being awake and falling into sleep when her body was rolled over and a wedge was slid under her front pelvic area. Cool air kissed her ass as she felt the spreader bar fastened. She clenched her hands again and again not knowing what he was going to do to her.
Being in a face down position with her add in the air, didn’t give her a chance to see what was going on behind her or anywhere else in the room. She did sigh as his hand touched the back of her neck moving lower and lower until it came to rest on her lower back. He was admiring the treasure that was on display between her legs. He knew what would make her slit weep even more. He rubbed down one cheek to then come up on the other one. Her legs tried to squeeze and rub themselves together, but the bar kept her wide open.
She felt him lean over her to whisper in her ear, “My sweet pet, tonight I am going to fill every hole of yours.”
His heat soaked into her back, but what quickly pulled away. A tendril of fear snaked its way into her head. What did he mean by that, and would she be able to endure it? Her ass clenched as a cold substance was dribbled down into her crack. The tip of something ran through the cold get, traveling over her puckered hole.
“I’ll start out somewhat small for you since this is new, but I need you to relax and open up for me, pet. Once I’m done, then the real fun will begin.”
Pressure pulsed at her back door and her immediate reaction was to clench even tighter. Damon backed off and reminded her to relax. Taking a deep breath, she did as she was told and rewarded with a ‘good girl’. Even though he said it was a smaller one, whatever he was sticking in her ass felt big. At first there was a burning sensation as her ring stretched to let the foreign object inside her. Then, it blossomed into a sweet heat, making her unconsciously push back sliding it all the way to the hilt.
She panted as she tried to catalogue the foreign sensations coming from her ass. She rolled her hips forward and found that it rubbed in new places that could set her off easily. She wanted more stimulation and so ground herself on the wedge that kept her ass up. Damon knew what she as after but hadn’t given permission. He had to commend her for keeping the noise almost non-existent. In a second he would put a stop to her grinding.
His hand came down upon her ass, catching the end of the anal plug and also connecting with her wet pussy simultaneously. He ground his palm into the base of the plug while pumping two fingers inside her walls. She didn’t know what was happening to her body, but it seemed that every nerve was lit. She clamped down on his fingers trying to milk them as if it was his cock. A scream was torn from her mouth. She knew she was moments away from coming. Again, he left her aching for sweet release.
“Although I prefer you quiet, I want nothing more than to hear you come so hard that you see stars.”
She couldn’t help but whimper, “Oh God! Please, please, please.”
A vibrating started up, but this time it was coming from her ass. Why did everything have to be a vibrator? She lost her train of thought as Damon plunged two of his thick fingers back into her sopping wet pussy. He turned his palm face down and curled his fingers right into her sweet spot. Her chanting please over and over as he continued his assault on her was a symphony her would love to broadcast to all.
“Sir, please! Please let me come, it’s for you and only you. Please!”
He saw the tears run down her face and renewed his efforts.
“Do it. Come for me now!”
His voice rang loudly, but she didn’t care. Her pussy was greedy, and she chased after her orgasm. While still in the throes of it, he removed his fingers to ram his cock deep within. Another scream was torn from her throat as the pressure of his cock filling her fought with the fullness in her ass.
The tightness surrounding his cock was too good especially when the vibrations of the anal plug ran across the top of his dick every time he pushed himself as far in as her pussy allowed. He pounded her deeper and harder reaching down between her legs to pinch her clit. Another scream melded with the slapping of skin on skin and the wet squelching noise of her pussy sucking his cock in. He didn’t think her pussy could be any tighter, but it strangled his dick not letting it go. Finally getting its way, it milked rope after rope of come out of him.
“Yes, you’re such a greedy pet, aren’t you?”
As he pulled out, he told her to hold it in. He sat behind her knowing that she was still orgasming. It wasn’t until she was coming down that he asked her to show everyone what she held inside. She flexed her inner walls and slowly it dribbled down the front of her pussy over her clit.
As he moved up the bed, Damon asked for her color. She replied green. He sat on his knees next to her head drawing his fingertips down her cheek to rub his thumb over her plump bottom lip.
“Use your elbows to prop yourself up a bit. Good girl, now open your mouth for me.”
As she obeyed, he continued, “I want you to taste yourself on me. I want you to taste both of us mixed together. Show them what kind of reward a good girl gets for pleasing your Dom.”
Somewhere in her mind she wondered if it could get any hotter. Her tongue twirled around his tip before going to the underside of his head. She could taste their combined come and wanted more of it, more of his perfect cock in her mouth.
“Please feed me more.”
Those beautiful words were answered as he pushed his cock past her lips into the wet heat of her mouth. He would not prolong this for either one of them. His hips flexed forward and backwards, faster and faster, making her take him even at the odd angle she was at. He braced himself on one hand while the other reached down between her legs to rub his dripping come into her clit. She was so sensitive that it took only a couple of passes over her clit before she was coming again.
He loved when she sucked his cock deep while coming. It drove him wild how her mouth tightened around him mimicking her pussy while her tongue still lapped at him. Right as he blew another thick load, he went as deep into her throat as he knew she could take him. He held himself there until his pet’s convulsing throat milked him dry. He pulled his hand away from her tortured clit as he pulled himself out of her mouth. A string of pearly white connected his tip with her lips. As she caught her breath as he regulated his own, his thumb wiped it away.
Hoarsely, she whispered, “Thank you.”
He released her hands from above, rubbing her wrists down her arms to her shoulders. He worked his way down her back massaging all the kinks out. He reached the top of her ass and again admired it full of the plug. He grabbed the base and twisted it left and right, working it out.
“Oh my god!”
As it finally popped out, a final shiver ran up her back.
“Please! No more…”
Damon removed the spacer bar between her legs and helped her to roll off the wedge. Her hair was wildly surrounding her with his dried come from earlier and the pink stripes from the flogger.
“You did such a wonderful job. They all loved how you reacted under my care, pet. I’m proud of you.”
Leaving her there to relax, he went in to the ensuite bathroom. He had designed this room to contain an in-floor spa tub specifically for after-scene care. While there was a camera, the signal going to a particular viewing room, she was not yet ready for that. It was turned off while he continued to set up her night of pampering. It would be a few days before she would be ready for another scene at the club.