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"I'm going to hurt you, but I'm not going to harm you."
Then I watched the van door slide shut and I heard the engine start. The anticipation of where he was taking me or who was going to be there was too much for my pants to hold back the excitement and I could feel it trickling down my leg.
… There was something in his eyes this time as the final notch on the cuff clicked so the tightness of the cold steel gripped my soft fragile wrist like an old crude vice. Not hateful, but devoid of patience. Had I bratted too much this time finally…? Had I truly pushed my always so well composed Sir to breaking point this time? I mean every man has his breaking point if you push him enough. I know I’d been trying him of late, testing his limits and pushing his own boundaries, and quite frankly pushing my luck. But something was different this time, and I felt something new… not that I was in danger, as I know I’m always safe with my protector. But this time I felt I was in store for a correcting of the likes I’d never felt before, and by god did I hope that was true. I grinned further to entice his inner demon out more. Because if this was truly the awakening of the demon he rarely lets out its cage, then I wanted its full wrath and for him to take no prisoners. My last thoughts were… bring it on. Bring hell with you and let’s never return from its depths.
He noticed. Of course he did, nothing I do gets past him.
He steps up behind me, my soft body melting into his hard one. He grabs my hair and tilts my head to the side. With his free hand he brushes some loose strands of my hair aside and lets his finger caress down my body as he whispers to me, "What is the safe word?"
I whimper as my body begins to tremble in anticipation, "Thorn"
"Don't worry, I gotcha..." He wraps his arm around my waist and lightly massages my scalp as he loosens his grip on my hair. He's my rock, I know he will support me in every way I need. This is why I willingly submit to him every time. "That is a good choice, you are as beautiful as a rose, but have a tendency of being a thorn on my side with all your mischief"
"Thank you Sir, but that's not why I chose it..." I take a deep breath to calm myself a bit. He tilts my head slightly so I can see his slightly raised eyebrow silently permitting me to elaborate.
I noticed it. Of course I did, nothing he does gets past me either. And so my grin spreads into a brilliantly teasing smile, "It's because I won't permit you to be a prick!"
He chuckles in amusement as I wiggle my butt on his crotch playfully. He gently pushes me off him and gives my ass a good loud smack. He turns me around to look me in the eyes, "On your knees, looks like your smart mouth needs another lesson..."
..... I had told him that, as it was his birthday, he could handcuffs me to the bed and do whatever he wanted for 2 hours. No limits, no safe word. The cuffs clicked shut, the blindfold came down and then, the anticipated silence and trepidation. I heard the front door close, the b****** had gone to the pub to play pool with his friends!!
Seeing you hanging from the ceiling, with your legs spread wide wearing just a small pair of cotton panties, I place the blindfold over your eyes, knowing that the unknown to you is ***. Tracy my fingers down your body from shoulder to heel, tracing but up to the edge of your panties
The heaviness and cold steel gave me goosebumps, my nipples taut, labored breathing. Your hand under my chin, tilting my head upwards, making me gaze into your devilish eyes, telling me not to look away…
😂 Funny Twist:
“…then he whispered, ‘Don’t go anywhere,’ and walked off to make himself a sandwich.”
A hand wanders down. "Now there is nothing..." hot breath washing over your earlobe "... you can do to stop me." Questing fingers find exactly what they want - wet and firm. The pineapple plops onto the pizza wetly. Laughter and moaning mixes in the air.
Wow I have just seen a photo of a young man's body 27 years I think . It's amazing I just want to kiss and caress every part of is body it's to die for. I would love to be cuffed by him let take control. Sarah XX
I began to fantasize what did my captor have in store for me. Will it be one, two or maybe three. Last time it was a young couple who entered the room with a lustful look in their eyes as they surveyed what lay before them as I lay cuffed to the bed. They teased me kissing each other, their eyes capturing my eagerness waiting for their touch, lips. I struggled to lay still, my legs almost crossed with anticipation almost unbearable to contain. They slowly moved towards me caressing each other before parting as she pulled away reaching with her hands to prise my legs apart. Her fingers gliding down my inner thighs, her nails gently scratching my skin I was aching for her touch. Her partner moved behind her, his hands gripping her hips eagerly as he surveyed what lay before him. She slowly lowered herself onto the bed as she caressed my thighs her fingers sending shivers throughout my body. I'd never been touched by a woman before, her delicate touch was to die for, gently teasing me with each stroke applying more pressure giving a little more attention each time. I closed and arched my back as she touched me that only a woman would know. I was her slave and I could tell. I could feel her excitement grow as she lowered her head gently kissing me, her tongue tasting me then suddenly she lunged towards. Opening my eyes I could see her partner taking advantage of her position slowly pulling himself deeper into her enjoying the view he had before him Staring into his eyes my intensity began to mount as I watched him fully appreciating what was before him. My pleasure began to rise as her hands gripped my hips her hands arching around my thighs pulling herself deeper, her tongue burrowing itself into me. My hands pulled on my cuffs as they cut into my skin heightening my pleasure as only *** can do, building as I watched his thrusts grow stronger as she pushed back involuntarily begging for him to drive deeper into her. It finally arrived like a torrent of water, wave after wave of orgasmic pleasure caused through me as I thrashed on the bed, all three of us moaning in unison until the three of us were left in a heap of sweat breathing heavily as our orgasm's gently came to a halt rippling down to a steady stream. The three of us smiled as our eyes met, they pulled themselves to their feet just turning their heads acknowledging that no small talk was needed we knew what I wanted and left. Why am I still cuffed are they coming back is it my turn for him to take me like he took her.
Then I pick you up in my arms, walking with you, smelling your breath till we get to the bedroom. Walk in close the door with my foot.
The rest I have to show you !!!
“There’s my good little girl” rumbled out of the masked figure. My mind started to race with what I was about to be in store for and I could not have been more ready!
The sound was final, a promise. Her eyes flicked up at me, wide, uncertain, hungry. I leaned in, letting the silence stretch, letting her feel the weight of my control. My fingers brushed along the line of her jaw, slow and deliberate, a reminder of who held the reins now. She tried to steady her breathing, but I caught the tremor in it, the way her pulse betrayed her. That thrill, her surrender, her fight against herself, was mine to draw out, mine to bend, mine to savor.
As he lowered the blindfold into place over my eyes, I gasp as I shivered with bated anticipation for what was to come next…
I see her eye following my every movement. I whisper in a dark tone to her ear. "Remember my sweet little slut this is what you asked for. Shall we begin with your payment for your disobedience? Shall I allow you to pick something from your drawer of toys or should I pick for you?
The cuffs clicked shut, and a grin curved across her face…
How could something so restrictive feel so utterly satisfying?

He lingered behind her, his presence heavy, commanding..
and she leaned back into him, surrendering with a low, deliberate moan,
a signal that pulsed through the air.

Her way of telling him
she was ready..
ready for him to claim her,
to take her exactly how he wanted.
“I’m never asking you for help during yoga again,” I murmured, attempting to steady my breath in this precarious position. “You’ve definitely nailed that pose now my little bird.” His smirked made me want to roll my eyes but I couldn’t for *** I’d lose my balance. I tried to remain calm and nonchalant but I had a sick feeling he wasn’t even close to done with this ***. After gazing at my half naked body, contorted and tiring, he stood from the bed and approached me. His stern gaze made me whimper and I could only imagine what he’d do next. Sweat dripped into my eyes, blurring my vision, as he pulled a long, fluffy feather from behind his back. “No-!” I attempted to scream, but his thickly padded palm covered my mouth. He raised the feather above my head, to the tip of my toe on my now trembling, extended right foot. “Welcome to paradise,” he breathed, staring into my soul as the terrible tickling ensued.
You'd never seen this smile before and were uncertain if it made you more aroused or afraid, either way you were all in.
The tables had turned and he wasn't going anywhere ....revenge was going to be so sweet for all those times.he had locked those cuffs on me ....what
To do first ......
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