Such a tease

Such a teaseA story I wrote a few years ago - nothing terribly exotic, just some plain vanilla straight sex with some (very) light B/D. Also, don't copy this and say it's yours. You wouldn't like what would happen. Enjoy!He is prying me apart, the hot, slick folds of my cunt making it hard on his fingers, my clit hardening so rapidly that it hurts. I?m suspended in midair, each limb held taut by an elaborate contraption of bungee chord, pulleys, levers, and other more arcane measures. Perhaps three feet or more from the tatami matted floor, suspended in the air and moving at the slightest contact or provocation.Twin clips bite into my tender nipple flesh, each connected to a chain running to the other, its weight magnified by gravity?s savage pull. I?m gagged with a tremendous purple ball that tastes faintly of bananas and cinnamon (how he did that I do not know?) and he is pushing his fingers inside me, parting my labia and holding me steady with his other thumb, buried knuckle deep in my ass. He?s getting worked up, finally ? I can tell by the way his formerly sagging member rubs up against my inner thighs periodically. Damnit, what's it going to take to make canlı bahis him give me some satisfaction? I'm all wound up with no outlet, and he knows it. That itch between my legs, going deep into me is incredible, my damp nether curls and ass insatiable with want - only my mouth is full, and that too is a tease given that he's given me something to taste.I start to strain against my bonds, damnit I want cock, a plug, a dildo, something, I need to be touched inside, feel something moving within me, feel full and not this hungry emptiness that I feel."Ah, I see my little cunny is tired of waiting." He says, more amusement and complete and utter control in those words than I've heard from a man in a long time.Asshole.He knows full well I can't beg with my mouth full."I don't hear anything." He says, now quite intentionally pressing his hard cock up against my inner thigh, applying enough pressure that I can feel his pulse throbbing out from it.Fuck! I want it so bad it drives reason into the basement. If there was a single thing I could do about it, I would - I'd just grab him, shove him to the ground and make him fuck me, plant my hands on his face and ride him till bahis siteleri I came screaming.But of course I can't do that.So instead, I swing. Gently now, as he's playfully spanked my ass just hard enough to get me to swing forward - my thigh misses the spot where his prick had been placed up against me, a cool spot once hot. I can hear him beginning to chuckle even as he squeezes lube into his hand. My assrim contracts tightly, almost hard enough that it provides some kind of relief, anticipating now for a moment instead of this incessant wanting. I hear him begin to slick up the length of his wide, fat cock and for a moment believe it's going to be over.Slowly realization dawns. As he pushes me forward on this "swing" (for lack of a better word) he starts to laugh heartily as he begins to vigorously stroke himself. He knows that drives me wild, he knows it well.I'm grunting and heaving behind the gag, making small sequestered throaty sounds as he paces around me in a circle, stopping once to let me watch him masturbate. I've no doubt by now that my cunt is actually dripping its sweet slick honey onto the mat below, and I don't care, I just want it. Him, a thousand güvenilir bahis of them, something to alleviate this."I don't hear you begging my little bitch."I roar, as much as one can so verbally restrained as I am. I can't even tease him by sucking on the gag itself as it's so large that it barely fit into my mouth. He throws his head back in laughter and really begins to vigorously work himself over, knowing that I couldn't turn away if I wanted to. "I set that up so that you can hang around for hours if need be precious. I may just wait about until you piss yourself before I let you down."GOD DAMNITHe sees the burning of my cheeks, the absolute fury of in my eyes. He might let me down now, just so I can beat the shit out of him when he lets me down while I fuck him hard enough to rip his cock out by the root. Or not.No, I think he's going to cum. Fucker.He walks closer to me, his eyes starting to roll upwards into his head, one hand firmly planting on my forehead to keep me from moving. Like I could.Grunting, sighs becoming little boy-whimpers, and the veins on his cock flare out for just a moment as the mushroom at the head of his prick swells and then he cums, spraying my hair and face with an hour's worth of pent up frustration. The thick heavy cream hits with more force than it ought, and my nostrils are absolutely filled with his scent.Such a fucking tease.