Be ready: I’m gonna punish those titties and own your ass

It usually takes you around thirty minutes to drive home. Thirty minutes. It’s an unbearably long time, when you’re so desperately horny. I can’t wait for you to carry out your promise, to punish my titties and own my ass!

Be Ready

First thing I did was go to the bathroom, grab the lube and three different sized butt-plugs. If this was going to be a punishment-style fuck, I wanted to be prepared for it. 

I lubed up the smallest plug, placed it against my asshole and pushed until it passed my inner ring, and my ass sucked it in. I checked the time, five minutes with this one.

The next thing was to lay out a selection of punishment tools for you to choose from. I picked the flogger and the crop, but not the cane (I have a complicated relationship with that one). I added a wooden spoon from the kitchen, just for fun, imagining you picking my tits up with it, inspecting each, balanced on the warm wood, imagined the texture, you bouncing a tit off it, like a tennis ball on a racket. Mmh.

I also laid out a selection of bondage material; latex tape, various cuffs with straps and chains, for tying a person conveniently for the scene you’re aiming for. 

Some nipple clamps too, just so you know I’m ready and up for anything.

I changed up my plug, medium in size, bearable; twenty minutes before I super-size it.

What to wear? I struggled into my PVC corset, looked at the cartoon-like figure it makes of me in the mirror. I’d love to have my titties punished in this thing.

But if the scene is really intense, I’ll get sweaty, and that doesn’t feel so nice. I took it off again and instead chose some simple knickers and a mesh under-wired bra. Perfect. 

Then I went downstairs to wait. Anticipation was doing its usual thing to my mental and physical state. I was feeling hotter by the minute, with nothing left to do, but wait and imagine what you were going to do to me, to my tits, before you claim and use my ass.

Claim and use. Mmmh.

I slipped a hand down between my legs, felt my wetness seeping through the lace of my knickers. Felt a momentary flash of embarrassment and had the impulse to change them.

But no, I’d much rather embrace the humiliation and let you know exactly what the waiting did to me. I slipped a finger under the fabric and just enjoyed the feel of my wetness gathered there on the gusset.

Five minutes left, I super-sized. No sooner than I had managed to push it into my ass, I heard your keys at the lock. You drove fast today, of course you did.

My heart and stomach jumped, and I went to the hallway to greet you, really feeling the intrusion of this one in my ass. 

You dropped your keys into the bowl and turned your body fully towards me. 

“Turn around and bend over.”

I did as bid, bending deeply from my hips, reached down my arms and held my ankles. You stepped closer, inspected my ass.

“Good girl.”

Thrilling!

“Stay there.” 

You stepped around my bent body, went into the bathroom. Still holding my ankles, feeling deliciously humiliated, I listened to you undoing your belt, secret thrills running all over my nerves. I heard you washing up, cleaning your hands and your dick.

You came out, leant over my bent form and I felt the fingers of one of your hands stroking up my inner thighs, until you encountered the wetness that had seeped through my knickers. You made that sound of approval you do, and I spiked higher.

“Come.”

I straightened up, followed you into the sitting room.

Tied and Whipped

I’m now standing with my back to the door, my arms stretched high above my head, wrists shackled into our over-the-door bondage cuffs. The spreader bar is attached just above my ankles, the gorgeous, supple leather hugging my legs. With my height being only 164cm, we are in the happy position of being able to secure me this way, so my feet aren’t completely flat on the floor, and I have to balance. It adds so much beauty to my sense of vulnerability.

I’m wearing a blindfold and you’ve let me have earplugs this time too.

I love being bound and rendered helpless, love to have my senses taken from me by you.

The first thing you do, is pull my tits out of my bra so they sit on top of it, I know this presents them nicely for the titty-torture you have planned for me, another small thrill to add to the tally. You caress them.

I wait on a nervous edge, my tension high. There’s the slightest touch on the underside of my left breast. The pressure increases and I can feel that it’s the crop lifting up my tit. Keeping it lifted on the crop, you pinch my nipple hard and pull it towards you, I wince, but keep still. You do the same to the other.

You apply the suction cups to my nipples next, as I did earlier. You increase the suction of each until my nipples are stretched out into the glass tubes, and there’s an edge of pain. While the cups do their job, you let the crop touch the wetness between my legs, teasing me with it. 

You spank it against my clit, five gentle strokes that are pure pleasure. My body jerks with each stroke, my tits must look pretty comical, wobbling around with those tubes attached to my nipples. It just adds another level to my horniness, the weight of them with the pain they cause. Mmmh.

I think I moaned, but I can’t hear. I’m so fully physically involved in the sensations of my tits and the whip on my clit, I have no idea if I did.

A moment of peace again, the seconds drag out. The pain from the suction has dissipated, aah, that stretched feeling, so good.

Your fingers at my pussy make me jump. I’m still wearing the knickers, you pull them to the side, exposing me. You push a finger inside me and hook it to tease my g-spot. You use it to pull me away from the door, my hips thrusting forward towards you, still teasing at me. I balance, on my toes now, my arms already tiring, taking more of my weight. 

You keep this up, you’re relentless. I shift my feet, trying to get into a more comfortable position, that feeling of pressure building around my g-spot. 

Your finger slips out and my hips bang back against the door, my arms taking the strain. I let out a small sound of surprise, my wide-spread feet dancing back, trying to avoid hurting myself against the ends of the speader-bar, tits jiggling around all over the place, the humiliation ratcheting up. I find my balance again.

You release my nipples from the suction cups, super sensitive, all puffed up. You take them into your mouth, one at a time, sucking hard yourself. Then you pinch and roll them to hardened nubs and the clamps are applied. They are chained together with a third clamp for my clit. I wait, I’m so hopeful, but you don’t apply the third. Instead, you take the chain in your hand and pull it up, so my tits are lifted by my poor clamped nipples, causing sweetest agony. This time, I know I moan.

You wrap the chain lightly around my neck. It warms fast against my skin.

Again, the crop at my pussy, this time directly on my skin. Because they’re so wet, my knickers have obediently stayed to the side. Again, you whip at my clit. It’s a bit harder this time and each bite causes a wave of tremendous sensation, both at my pussy and at my bouncing tits, where the clamps are cruelly pinching my nipples.

You push my hair back, tuck it behind my ears and pull the ear buds out; the normal sounds of our kitchen flood my ears. You whisper directly into my right ear:

“You have to hear this.”

I shiver.

The crop kisses my clit again and I jump. You’re right, there’s no mistaking how wet I am.

You hook your finger into my pussy and pull me forward again. I obediently shuffle towards you on my toes. I feel the fingers of your other hand exploring around the end of my butt-plug. You find the switch, and there’s a low-grade buzz in the depths of my ass. Mmmh.

This time, when you withdraw your finger, I’m ready and I don’t lose balance.

You release the clamps from my nipples and I whimper through the pain. You leave the chain around my neck, dangling between my breasts.

“Safe-word ready?”

I grin and nod, enjoying that buzzing sensation deep inside me.

And then the whipping starts. You focus on the underside of my tits, slapping them hard and fast with the crop, I feel them bouncing from the force you’re using. It hurts, but it’s not too bad, the pleasure is far greater. 

It stops.

“Okay?”

The undersides of my tits are glowing and I’m feeling that sense of peace I get, when you do this to me. 

I nod.

A hard blow to the side of my ass, it stings, begins to burn, but I don’t cry out.  A series of slaps to my inner thighs, no pattern at all. My clit again, a sharp slap makes me jump and I struggle with my balance again. 

You don’t let up, you keep whipping, while I try to right myself. It’s really difficult with the blindfold on. 

The crop is going randomly and I don’t know where it’s going to hit me next. It strikes at my tits, harder than before, you aim some careful blows at my nipples. They sting badly, but I don’t make a noise. I clench my teeth and bear it. My eyes begin to tear.

The whip kisses my thighs, my clit, my hips and tits completely at random. Because of the blindfold, each blow is a surprise, and I don’t have those precious microseconds to prepare to receive it. It’s so intense, and I’m loving it.

And then it stops

Owned

You take my blindfold off. You stroke my face and kiss my lips and release my wrists and my ankles, and you remove my knickers.

“Good girl, well done. Now let’s see about your ass.” 

Bent over, my glowing tits squashed under me on the table, I feel you pulling the vibrating butt-plug out of me. Then your lubed up cock pushes its slow way in. 

You do fuck me hard, and I’m glad I prepared for you. You’re not trying to keep the fuck going, it’s just about using me until you’re done. I feel fully submissive, your fuck-doll and I find myself smiling. My thighs and tits are glowing with warmth. I’m in my element here on the table.

Your breath comes fast and I’m moaning with each of your thrusts now, it hurts, but it feels so good at the same time.

You grunt, pull out and shoot your load over my ass. The warm ribbons sliding down over my skin. You rub it in the way I like, then, with one hand on my back, you give my ass some wet sounding spanking, before stroking your tormenting circles over my clit, until I come too.

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