SinLee
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Joined: 11/8/2007 From: Jersey girl, back in jersey Status: offline
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as suggested... my little side note as it were... drifting off... i think about you, tying me into your cross... after whipping me, fucking me so hard my throat dries up from the screams, and you have to pause a moment, to give me water from a straw, which i choke on, but it's just enough to give my voice back, and you continue to rail into me, now and again pulling my hair, sinking your teeth into my neck... and before every orgasm i beg you, "Please, Love, oh God, Love let me cum on Your cock" and yet you don't oblige me immediately, you wait until you can feel the difference between my tears and my sweat pouring down my cheeks before commanding me in that voice... "Cum. Now." and i do, like a good little girl, but cum hard as i might, your cock clenched in my cunt, you don't stop, you just keep fucking me... your body pounding into the bruises and lashings from earlier, my body on fire at each of your touches... suddenly, you reach around and up, grabbing my throat letting just the smallest gasps of breath through, you tell me to wait for you, to cum on your cock when i feel... and before you finish, i feel the fire in my cunt, and i know your hot cum is flowing inside my pussy... instinctively i cum for you... my screams still muffled by your hand on my throat... and just when i feel i'm about to pass out, you release your grip and my orgasm surrounds your cock like a pulsating vice, squeezing each drop of cum out of you... you, who are still fucking me through the last throws of your own orgasm, find it harder to withdraw your cock, even as it is drained... finally we end together, my last screams echoing still in the room. you again offer me water so i can find my breath again... and slowly begin to loosen the ropes binding me to the cross... slowly, so that i don't collapse half tied... Once freed, my eyes stare almost blankly, i shiver at every touch, and as you lay me upon the bed, none of the marks from earlier even cross my mind... i'm your toy now... every inch of my body speaks that in volumes. After i catch my breath, you place a pillow in the center of the bed, and position me over so that my stomach rests on it, knowing i can't support my own weight, my head facing the foot of the bed. You glance at blindfolds, shackles, cuffs, all useless right now. You pull out one of your whips... stand before me, telling me to suck your now flaccid cock like a good little whore, and proceed to whip me, continually, stopping only momentarily to check my attentions to your dick. I suck ravenously, trying to get you hard again, even though i'm finally to the point of wincing through the pain again... each strike makes me wet, each taste of you, wetter... this time i'm hoping you'll save the end of your orgasm for my tongue. and i realize i'm only daydreaming again... but that's fine, for now, i can relive a daydream more completely than any i know.
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I'm A dirty little whore, not YOUR dirty little whore!
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