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Dream nº2
And didn't Madrid look nice...? Oh, sure. And the hotel, a brilliant choice. With that big bathtub. That we can both use at the same time. But, you have to admit to
yourself, that the start has been a bit disappointing. Your clothes went off as soon as we entered the room. And soon you were tied to each pole of the bed. Spread open
and exposed. You even giggled a bit, and that's a turn off for you.
Then came the blindfold. All pretty standard, if you think about it. Some kisses. Nicer than expected. Where is the rage, the biting...? All soft words and niceness.And
then I ask that thing "Are you comfortable?" And you nod. And I reply "Good, because you are going to be like this a long time". Which sounds a bit alarming. But soon
there are kisses again. Nipples softly licked and biten. And my right hand between your legs. Feeling your warmth and your wetness.
And this is not what you were expecting, but it's turning you on, anyway. Some minutes fly, and, as you know guys already, you know that soon you'll be fucked there.
And you like the idea. But you are wrong. You even ask for it, even when this is not what you came for. "Fuck me..." I laugh, and say "you wish..." And that's, again...
alarming.
You feel some lube poured over your clit. "We don't want your "pearl" to sting, do we?" And you say "No".
Then my cell phone beeps. And I leave you there and you can hear me handling it. And I go back to you again. "You still don't have a clue of what's going on, you poor
idiot"- I Whisper in your ear. And now, that is alarming. Even more when a few minutes later, with you already quite turned on, somebody knocks on the door. I whisper
"shhh" to you, and leave you again. You hear the door, and some conversation in spanish, with a woman. And then... yes, I have invited her to come in. "Vaya, vaya" you
hear her say. "Aquí la tengo" I reply. You don't understand a word.
I sit by you side again, when you are about to complain. "She's a friend of mine. Now I realize that I have never asked you if you liked women. But who cares... a mouth
is a mouth" You want to leave, somebody that you don't know is watching you, naked and exposed. "Relax, this is going to happen, whether you like it or not", she says.
I cover your mouth with my hand and add, "I have a very nice ballgag, we can continue this with the ballgag or without it. If you start complaining, I'll use it,
understood?" You nod.
My hands are again touching your body, your breasts, your clit. She seats at the other side of the bed, and carefully kisses and lick your nipples. You are about to say
something but I stop you "Remember, the ballgag". Some minutes go by. Your mouth is kissed by me and by her. Your clit caressed, and more lube added. She licks your
ears. And it's turning you on. You are back at the point where you were when I left you to welcome our guest. And that's where we want you.
"Díselo" she says to me. "Vale", and I talk to you again. "Dear... I have brought some help tonight because I know that eventually will get tired of teasing you, and
I'll want to fuck you. That's when, being my good friend here, I'll let her continue while I have a drink. When she's fed up with turning on that slutty woman that you
are now... I'll take her place again. Maybe she and I will have to fuck, in some moment in the middle, because you are turning both of us on. But it will be a brief
lapse, don't worry, very very soon we'll be working on you again. Isn't it a joy, to have such a nice couple dedicated to you?... Of course, it has it's drawbacks,
because we don't have the slightest interest in watching you having an orgasm. It's much much more fun to see you debate like you are doing right now. Poor thing...
you'll end hating yourself for having this lovely clit"
You sigh. So this was it. But it's not possible, you think, because we'll want to fuck you. You are a desirable woman. But then you remember the fact tha we can fuck
each other. And that's scary.
"And there's another rule" I say "You can't talk. You can't say any understandable word. Or else..." And I retire my hand of your cunt, and spread your legs even more-
"or else... no more fun. You can growl, you can grunt, we don't care. But if we hear something, like a *please* or a *no* or *yes*, I'll put the ballgag on, and will
leave you here for a couple of hours, before coming back to continue"
That's crazy. Why, why would we want to torture you this way? Why not enjoying your body? But we ARE enjoying your body, it's you the one who is suffering. And you
ain't seen nothing yet. In some moments the two of us are caressing your body, in some moments is she alone, or I am. But the timing is very good. We analize your
breathing, we increase and decrease the rythm when we feel you're close to the orgasm. You move your hips, trying to reach my hand when I retire it. Which makes us
laugh. "Pobrecita" she says. And I translate "Poor girl". You moan "fuckyou" and you are slapped in the face. "Remember what I said about leaving you here?" The idea of
our hands not touching your body horrifies you. Even more, the idea of being left alone. You bite your lip.
"Good girl" I say. And you hate it. And it's a shame, because it's an expression that you are going to hear many times, during your torture. You don't want to be good.
You want to shoot at us with a gun, and then relieve yourself. Give your clit the 6 seconds needed of touch to reach the orgasm. But that is not going to happen.You are
6 seconds away from paradise, and that's where you are going to stay. You moan, you growl and you almost cry.
"Do you want to know how long have you been here?" She says. You deny with your head, but she doesn't care. "One hour" Sixty minutes of this, you think. It looks like a
life. She whispers in your ear now "Just a secret, between you and me... you'll have the orgasm at the end, don't worry." "Thank God", you think. But she whispers again
"But that won't happen in the next two hours, you can be damn sure about that". And then you break, and start crying. Your clit is itching like hell, but you don't want
the caress to stop. You want more lube, tons of it if it's necessary, but please, not stopping it.
And minutes pass. She and I take turns. And you are desperate. You have reached to a point where you moan all the time. Being very careful to not say a word. And you
don't realize how strange is that until I tell you: "You look like a beast now... Flesh, grunts, smell, wetness... You are no more a woman. You are an animal now, poor
thing" And you are lucky of not being able to see my friend.
Because as I have said that, she looks at you, fascinated by your body, understanding what I say. "Yes", she seems to think "she was a woman a couple of hours ago, now
she's only a thing, meat, a suffering toy"
And it's what you are, a crying victim, a lustful creature, a broken woman, just wanting those six seconds, more than any other thing. And not being able even to beg
for it like a woman.
"Pobrecita..."
End of dream.
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I'm not a native english speaker. So, if I'm writing very stupid things, the reason behind it can be:
1.- That I'm having problems with the language, and translation
2.- That, simply, I'm writing very stupid things
Give me the benefit of doubt!
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