Vishous
As always it fed me, your reactions shot through me likes jolts of electricity and I was greedy for more. With a little more pressure I pushed my fingers around the plug and watched you, always watching you, even when it seemed I wasn’t. I had done it so much that now I was in tuned easily to your facial expressions, what the smallest of movements meant. It would have always been easier to let go and delve into your mind, see what was spinning, what was up that at times I knew you were holding back, but with you that was not in me to do. I wanted it given freely, openly from you, not me taking it. I saw it clearly as a violation of the truest sense and one I would perform. I took my time, I was in no rush and dared anyone to interrupt me now, my blade would quickly find a home in them if they did. My fingers finally closed around the end of the plug and I teased it the barest of an inch out of you. My iridescent eyes lit up brighter as I watched your tight hole stretch, fuck I wanted to pull it to the tip and ram it back in but now was not yet the time to go that route. So I slid it back in, turning it some one way then twisting it the other way then pulling it further out of you and leaving half the hardness still buried within your tightness. My aflame eyes went from watching every part of the muscles around your ass contract to your mouth as those sinful moans and groans poured out so easily. “Mmm so fucking tasty, tell me now how you feel, I can read your body but I want to hear your words.” With the last of my words I shoved the fullness back up inside your body and left it planted right there. With your legs still up and spread wide before me I stood there and without warning slapped that side of thigh. MY lips turned up in a wicked as fuck grin and I leaned down low enough between your parted legs so that when I spoke my heated breath brushed over your sensitive head. “You will take in a slow deep breath and release it just as slow. Do not try and take in more than you need or this will be more painful than intended. Do as I say and not what your body wants to do.” My tongue slipped out from my parted lips and I slid it around the under ridge of your leaking head before I stood back up. My hand slipped into my pockets and I produced a thin silver cylinder, it was no bigger in thickness than that of an IV needle. I rubbed the end over your sensitive head, letting you get use to the feel of it in a way and letting your skin warm the cool metal up some before I used it how I wanted to, how I had actually dreamt it. Your cock stood up, jutting proudly from your body and I took my fingers run along the same path that my tongue had not seconds ago. All too soon they made their way up over the smoothness of your head and I pulled enough so that the closed slit opened before my eyes. Slowly at first I slid the end of the tool back and forth in that opening but I didn’t take my fingers away, no I kept them where they were, holding it open. With much carefulness I pushed about an inch into the slit and I drew my gaze from the erotic sight up to your face. I could easily picture myself fucking you in this position and your dick swinging and slapping against me with the sound buried all the way deeply down the middle of your cock. “It’s time for more; I want it all the way in your cock.” Just like I had with the plug in your ass I teased it in and out of the hole and with each descent in I pushed it further in until I had at least four good inches buried inside your urethra. By now my breathing was harsh as I had my jaws clamped down and I barked out another order. “Do not close your eyes; you will watch every fucking thing I do to you, everything you are consenting to.”
Butch
-Each time I thought that I’d settled into a sensation, you would add on another touch or movement that would shoot through my body. There was no relaxing it was all stimulation with nowhere to go with any of it. My cock and balls were heavy with the built up pressure of it all and the slightest gust of air was almost more than I could take. And I had never been more acutely aware of how much attention my ass craved. Before you I hadn’t even realized the sensations that could come from feeling so full, or even the touch of someone playing with that puckered hole. And now, now I needed it, I loved it. My whole body moved and twisted with every small shift that you made with the plug. A plaintive moan boiled out as soon as you asked me to put to words what I was feeling. My mind scrambled to gather the pieces together and I re wet my dry lips more than a few times before I just let it flow.- I don’t know whether I should kiss you or kick you. I’ve never been this turned on in my life and it seems impossible to turn off. I feel like one huge exposed nerve that you are taking pleasure in tormenting. I both want it to stop and never want it to end at the same time. And I don’t know what to do with that. I want you to tell me what to do with it. Cause I… oh god!… -It felt like I was at sea when you shoved the plug all the way back up in me. I rocked and swayed back on the bed. Hell I even whined some.- I wish that were you inside of me… -I was cut off again by the sharp, stinging slap to the inside of my thigh. I let out a garbled cry and rolled to the side some before coming back up, panting for air. As soon as I saw your evil little grin I knew that I was in for more trouble and my head strained to watch you so close to my throbbing erection. Every exhale of air causing my dick to twitch closer to you. My eyes went wide as you asked me to do what seemed impossible at this point in controlling my breathing. Especially when you followed it up by running that sinful tongue under the tip of my cock. My whole body jerked and spasmed with the feel of it, hips bucking into the air. I huffed out a few short breaths, trying to calm myself down to some sort of rational level and not end up hyperventilating. My eyes were immediately drawn to whatever the hell it was that you pulled from your pocket and I didn’t have much time to wonder before you were trailing it over my skin. My imagination raced through the possible uses and once again I had to remind myself to breath as you had said. No doubt my face looked almost comical as I tried to hold myself together. Where I had been twitching and turning before now I was as still I could possibly get. Breathe, Butch, breathe. I watched with wide as hell eyes as you basically fucked my piss hole with this instrument. My mind was flat out denying what it was seeing and was quickly switching straight into fear at the invasiveness of it all. The further it went in the more freaked I got and at some point my head just dropped back on my shoulders so that I wouldn’t have to see it. When your command hit my ears I stumbled some. My stomach rolled and I stuttered out a whisper.- Just… just… gimme a sec... -My brain crashed and burned up on impact. My mouth dropped open and I let out a long, loud scream that came directly from my lungs. It tore through me like a wildfire and I just let it go. When I finally gathered myself back together I lifted my head again to do exactly what you’d ordered. My breathing was calm and I watched every inch of the metal rod being inserted with a new kind of fascination.-
Vishous
The corner of my lips stayed cocked in the same wicked grin while I continued on with what I was doing. I was in tuned to your body like I had never been with anyone else in my existence. The way the muscles strained, how your neck pulled and twisted, the clear sheen of sweat built up over your sculpted chest and beaded up in the sexy as fuck creases of your thighs. I didn’t think, I went with what I wanted, my hand stilled its movements on the metal rod as I bent down and ran my tongue up along that slick crease and I switched sides and did the same to the other side. My clear eyes closed only momentarily to savor the taste of you before I stood back up and presumed what I was doing. “I wouldn’t expect any different from you, you want to fight me, you want to do what feels natural to you and yet you want what I can make you feel and provide for you.” My fingers gripping the silver rod I worked it up till the end dangled loosely in the slit and slowly worked it back down the long canal. Just watching it made my dick push against the tight confines of my clothes and I was nowhere ready to release myself yet. No this added to it all and each and everything I do would build up to some mind blowing for myself. Finally I had the metal fully installed and the overhanging hook from the end sticking out hooked nicely down over your smooth head. My fingers trailed down over your knee but they stopped when I felt you tense up. I didn’t say anything; I waited and observed it all. We had played around before, kept it nice and teasing with some added binding and pain but now the whole of it was different. And from how it was spreading through you like a volcano ready to savagely erupt, you were feeling it wholly. My eyes blazed while my tongue came out to lick over my painfully throbbing canines. The scream that ripped from you filled the room and coursed through me like white molten lava. I breathed out one word. “Perfect.” My fingers cradled your thickness, I didn’t squeeze or grip, just let it slide through my hand as I walked up to the side of the bed next to your head. “Very fucking good, that is just the beginning.” My hands reached up and with but a trick of the mind the cuffs came loose and I took your wrists in both my hands rubbing around the barely marked areas with my fingers, slowly working any kinks out as I massage my way down your arms. Once I hit and worked over every spot I lowered your arms down to the bed. “Now you will get up with the plug in and the wand down your dick, don’t touch either.” I turned sideways to sit down on the edge of the bed so that I was facing you, I kept up with the feeling of your body, the contact was important for both ends. In time it would be the main thing that you focused on, I knew that, if done right that is. “From now on you will no longer jerk yourself off, or pleasure yourself in any other way. Do you understand me? I will take care of every part of you, inside and out but two things must happen. You will listen and you will ask anything that you are not sure of. You did really well by saying you needed a second. In time that will lessen, with each step we take and each boundary we break down. Now I want you before me, I want to look at you fully.”
Butch
-My head tipped to the side some as I watched you dip down between my legs. I examined every soft curl of your hair and imagined the feel of it between my fingers, recalling the silky texture of your raven locks. I jumped a little at the first touch of your tongue to my skin and quickly relaxed with a drawn out moan. I wanted nothing more than to hold your head there until you’d licked every square inch of flesh but even if my hands weren’t bound right now I knew that it would be a bad call. Whatever plans you had for me seemed to involve a much slower form of torture and if you could hold yourself in check then so could I. This wasn’t just a one-way road. I knew that your cock had to be every bit as hard as mine was right now and that thought fueled me like no other. I loved that I could turn you on just as much as you did to me. All too soon you were back up again and I saw the look in your eyes that told me that you were thoroughly enjoying yourself. My lids were heavy but I watched every slide of the metal rod into my impossibly hard shaft. The sensation was a unique one that I’d originally compared to the catheter that I had inside me at Havers’. But this… this was nothing like that. The pleasure that I saw clearly written over your face told me everything that I needed to know. So I sat there and found myself enjoying the feeling of you being inside me in a way that I’d never thought possible. Your words put at ease whatever reservations I had about screaming like a little girl for no other reason than the simple idea of a foreign object in that particular part of my anatomy had sent me spiraling out of control. I preened as your hand ran up my cock that now had a piece of metal lodged solidly inside of it. My back arched toward you like a cat and a similar sound even rumbled in throat. If I were to stop and examine my reactions I might wonder what had come over me but in the moment I was lost to it all. I watched for your next move and my brow actually wrinkled in confusion as you released my hands from the cuffs. It hardly seemed like we were done here. I turned toward you automatically, my whole body curling close as I scanned your face for disappointment. I hated to admit to myself that if I had found it there I would have felt crushed. My eyes dropped closed as you worked the blood back into my hands. I sighed and resisted the urge to wrap my body around yours, to run my fingers over your skin and kiss you with every last ounce of love that I felt for you. I did however draw in a deep breath, pulling in your scent until it filled my lungs completely. No matter where I was, that smell always meant that I was home and safe. When you let go of my arms I raised a hand to touch you and stopped short. My hand hovered just over your arm and I glanced up to hear what you were saying to me. I dropped the hand and pushed up from the bed. My feet slid over the sheets and my body curved around yours, lips almost close enough to brush over you as I got up. It felt as if a string had pulled me to my feet except this was something completely of my own doing. I stood up straight, shoulders squared, head locked forward and arms hooked together at the small of my back. In any other setting with any other person it would have felt completely foolish to be standing so proudly with a plug up my ass, a cock ring holding my junk painfully erect, a rod in my shaft and clamps on my nipples. But here with you it seemed so perfectly normal. And that had actually been somewhat of a concern for me, that I would feel too weird about this side of you, of us really. My eyes stayed glued to yours and I nodded my head.- I understand. -It wasn’t a hard thing to agree to, I’d much rather have your hands on me than my own anyway but I knew that it meant more than that.- My only question is, who will take care of you?
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