sthrnfatbastard
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We meet at the local coffee shop, never before has a cup of coffee cost you so much. I ask you why you didn't return my last e-mail. "I've been really busy this week," you reply. Asking what you were busy doing starts a 10 minute review of your week.
I tell you I live just down the road and ask if you want to come by and see the place. You follow me over and we park in the driveway. I open the front door and step back, "Ladies first." I slowly close the door giving you a moment to look around and take the place in. Once the door is closed I dead bolt it and before you notice what I'm doing pin you against the wall. As you gasp one hand pins your head to the wall with a threatening grip on your throat, my other hand is quickly under your skirt. Two fingers in one motion have pushed your thong aside and entered you. As you gasp for the second time I whisper in your ear, "So you think you can ignore me just because your busy!'
I kiss, then nibble on the side of your neck while roughly fingering you against the wall. After a few moments as your body starts to react I back off and grab you by your hair. "Come with me bitch" I growl as I drag you down the hall way by the hair. Once in the bed room I repeat the scene from just a moment ago except my fingers are rougher and you are getting wet.
I pull my fingers from your snatch and push them in your mouth as my other hand grabs the rope laying on the dresser. Pushing you to your knees I quickly tied your arms in front of you. Dragging as much as helping you, I lead you over to the front of the bed. Forcing you to bend over it I tie your arms out in front to the head board. I hop off the bed and you hear me walk around behind you. You hear a drawer open and try to look and see what I'm doing be can't quiet see.
Getting more rope from the drawer I kneel at your feet, pausing a moment to enjoy the view up your skirt. Then I pull one leg over and tied your ankle to the front leg of the bed, and repeat with the other leg spreading them wide apart. I slowly stand up dragging my finger nails up the inside of your legs. When I get to your skirt I pull and fold it up over your hips. You are surprised as I slide your thong back into place and feel you up through it.
"Now bitch I'm going to teach you a lesson." You watch me walk into the closet and I come out with what appears to be half a yard stick (actually a large paint stir stick) and a section of speaker wire. "I'm going to give you two whippings. Pay attention so you can tell me later which was worse."
"Yes," you whisper trying to the bury your head in the blanket.
I walk to the dresser and select the M2FB playlist on my iPod. Once the music starts I take my position behind you. I give your ass a sharp but light smack with my hand, that lets you think to yourself that maybe this won't be so bad. As that though goes through your mind the stirring stick lands its first blow jerking you back to reality. The first two smacks with the stick are solid, but not to bad. Then I increase the force with each new smack. By the fifth stroke your ass is a warm red color and you are starting to jerk with each blow. I continue counting blows 8, 9, and you bite back a scream on the 10th.
Stopping with the 10th, I put the stick aside and feel you up again. Your thong is nicely damp. Pulling it to the side I tease your lips. Standing back I give you a lash with the speaker wire. After the stick, this first lash of rubber coated wire almost feels good. Again I increase the force, on stork 3 you realize that the wire might be worse than the stick because of its small size. On the 4th lash you feel not just the lash, but a prick as the bare frayed end of the speaker wire hits your skin. Those little wires are just like pins on the end of a whip. On the last 6 lashes you feel not just the sting of a thin whip, but simultaneously a number of pricks as it from pins and needles.
I ask you which was worse, the stick or the wire. Panting you manage to stutter "The wiiireee." My only reply is "Good," as you feel me reach between your legs pushing the thong even further to the side. I run my finger along your lips and tease your opening but don't slide in yet.
You hear the drawer open again and plastic rip as I walk around and get on the bed. You see my pants are gone and my cock is standing at attention. I loosen the rope tying your hands the headboard so you can prop yourself on your elbows. I place a condom on the tip of my cock and show you the wire I used to whip you. "You need to fully roll this condom on me, using just your mouth. If you fail in anyway, 20 lashes on your bare cunt with the wire. " Lightly I flick the wire over your ass so you can feel the frayed end prick against your lower lips for inspiration.
Tied as you are it is harder to do than you expect. I make signs of boredom with your efforts, but the feeling of your mouth working down my cock keeps me hard. Fear of failing makes you manage to succeed in the end. I get down and walk back behind you. With both hands I open you wide and slide myself in you. Giving you ass a light smack I begin to give you the fucking you have been longing for...
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