The Shift

Crystal, who I had the pleasure of taking on the burial mound, was my longest lasting and most obedient submissive. She did not have a perfect body, but she was beautiful in my eyes because she gave herself over completely. Crystal would do anything that my imagination could conjure.

In fact, she harbored darker fantasies that even I had. Once, I made her describe her deepest and darkest secret. The one that she dared tell no one else. Crystal said that she had the most intense orgasms when she fantasized about being tied up and being fucked to death.

Many of the tales that will appear on this blog involve my adventures with Crystal, and this is one of my favorites.

We went to the city for dinner and a concert, and I had told Crystal exactly what I wanted her to wear. There had to be the high heels that were almost impossible to walk in. There also had to be the short skirt. However, I absolutely required that she not wear any panties because I didn’t want anything to get in the way if I suddenly decided that she should masturbate at the dinner table or at the concert.

We had a nice dinner, and the show was awesome. At least, it was awesome until I ran my hand between Crystal’s thighs and found that she had not followed orders. I didn’t say anything at the concert, but Crystal knew that there would be ramifications. When the show was over, we walked to the car and got in.

“Take off those panties.”

“Yes, sir.”

Crystal slipped them off and handed them to me. I immediately rolled down the window and threw them into the parking lot.

“Those were my favorite ones.”

“Then, you shouldn’t have worn them.”

I pulled onto the street and eventually made my way to the interstate. That’s when the conversation continued.

“Take off your clothes.”

Crystal sighed and did as I asked. She knew that sighing always made me mad and also knew that it would lead to more punishment. It was an attempt to test my limits, and I knew it. When she was completely nude, Crystal spread her legs and began to finger herself.

“I didn’t say you could touch yourself.”

“That’s what you were going to say. I know what your plan is. You are going to turn on the inside light and make me masturbate while the truckers watch.”

I knew that’s what she wanted, so that was never my intent.

“Nope. Open the console and look inside.”

She opened it and had a surprised look on her face.

“You brought the clit clamp?”

The clit clamp was our favorite toy. It was a small clamp with beads hanging from it. It would be placed on the clit and prevent blood from flowing to it. I loved putting it at the maximum level while I fucked her. It caused a great deal of pain, but when I released it blood would flow and her orgasms would be explosive.

“I told you not to wear the panties. Now, put the clamp on your clit.”

She did as I said and moaned as she tightened it.

“It’s not tight enough. Push it down all the way.”

Crystal did as I said.

“You are going to wear it until we pull into the garage. You will not touch your pussy until we pull into the garage. Now, lay your seat back and put your hands over your head.”

She rode home just like that. Crystal would squirm from the discomfort. Sometimes she would squeeze her legs together in an attempt to rub herself in some way. When she did, I would make her spread her legs as wide as possible.

After a 45 minute drive, we made it to my garage.

“You can take off the clamp, but only if you do what I say.”

“Are you going to fuck me?”

“Let’s just say that you will be satisfied.”

“Yes, sir. What do I have to do?

“I am going to take my clothes off and get in the backseat. When I am ready. You will straddle the console and impale yourself on the gear shift.”

Crystal gasped and looked at it.

“It’s too big. I can’t do that.”

“You can, and you will. I know how wet your pussy gets with the clamp. You are going to face me and fuck yourself with the gear shift while I jack off.”

She kept protesting, but I knew she wanted to do it because she had mentioned it as a fantasy. Crystal positioned herself over the stick and slid down slowly. She grimaced at first but moaned with pleasure once it was in.

“Good. Now, slide up and down and fuck my car.”

She starting moving up and down. Slow at first. Then, she was moving faster. She was going all the way down and taking it all in.

“When you are ready, you can remove the clamp and rub your clit.”

She pulled it off immediately and screamed as the blood rushed in. I could almost see it swell with her lips spread so far apart. As the blood flowed, her fingers worked her clit furiously. Crystal was riding the shifter faster.

I was going crazy in the backseat as I stroked my cock. It was harder than I could ever imagine. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. This girl was fucking my gear shift. My hand moved faster and faster until I came all over myself. It shot out so far that it hit me in the face.

When Crystal saw this, she came like crazy. Everything was flowing out. Her fingers were wet. The console was wet. Everything was wet.

When it was over, she carefully lifted herself from that stick and it slid out. The thing was white and glistening from her cum. She collapsed into the passenger seat and gently rubbed her pussy.

“God, it is so sore. I can’t believe that entire thing was inside of me.”

“You were a good girl and did a good job.”

“Yes, sir. Do you still want to fuck me now that my pussy is all stretched out?”

“Absolutely. I want to fuck you even more. You never know. I may find some bigger things to use on you.”

Fact

33 Responses to “The Shift”

  1. Butterfly Joy Says:

    all i can say is Oh My God

  2. I have no idea why, because I couldn’t see myself doing this, but this turned me on A LOT!

    • turnmeon69 Says:

      I’m glad you liked it a lot. She was hesitant at first but loved it during and after.

      • caseynp13 Says:

        I have to say, I haven’t commented on one of your posts before, but I love them all. Out of the people I am following, I cant wait for the next story that you post. I want to know more after the first…

      • turnmeon69 Says:

        Thanks for commenting and for liking the blog. I hope you get as much out of reading the posts as I get out of writing them.

  3. Shit…holy shit…turned on and no permission to cum…delicious!

  4. […] I’ve tortured myself.  With this and this and holy shit, this. That last one had me […]

  5. Damn. I’m looking at my car in a whole new light.

    • turnmeon69 Says:

      It’s good to view things from a different perspective. Often, it leads to variety in life.

      Thanks for reading the post and taking time to comment.

  6. thedreamingsub Says:

    Interesting. I have a set of clamps like that (without the weights though), but they are for my nipples.

    Ok, well I have to now. Um, I’ve got stuff to try on. I mean do. Lol

    • turnmeon69 Says:

      Ha. Try the clit clamp. You’ll like it.

      • thedreamingsub Says:

        I did immediately. I do like it, but mine don’t have those nifty little rubber things on the tips like those do. I may need to shop around. I can’t say I have ever fantasized about being fucked to death, but I have fantasized about the way I would like to die. I would like to be choked to death (not any time soon). But if I had my pick of how to do it, what better way to die than at the hands of the one you love being choked. I have actually thought about it many times.

      • turnmeon69 Says:

        Actually, she wanted to be choked to death during sex, as well. At that mmoment right after orgasm.

      • thedreamingsub Says:

        Ah. I see.

        Well, in my mind’s eye it’s always during orgasm. The big ‘O’ that sends me over. So, there’s your difference I guess.

        I just told my husband about this post and my comment. He gave me a look like…wow, you’re kind of nuts.

        I had not told anyone about that little, pervasive thought yet. It’s good to know I am not the only one who feels that way about it.

      • turnmeon69 Says:

        Thanks for sharing your deep secret.

  7. Clit clamp? There are so many toys I am not familiar with… that looks quite interesting. I had an online Dom, who was trying for me to be his sub, that told me all about clothespins but I think that clit clamp will be dangerously torturous fun to try.
    Thanks for teaching me something new.

    As for the story… holy fuck wow! 🙂

    I can’t wait to read more of your tales.

    Patiently waiting,
    ~~MM~~

    • turnmeon69 Says:

      The clit clamp is awesome. It was even more aewsome when I removed the rubber tips. The night of The Shift was holy fuck wow for me. Would you ever do that?

      • Makes me happy to hear when someone has such a wonderful-amazing-wow experience.
        I have so many with C.J. because he’s my first Dom. 🙂

        As for your question if that’s what he whished of me I would try my hardest because I want to please him and also because I never say no to new experiences. How else am I going up know if I like them or not. 🙂

      • Very true. So many people never become fulfilled because they refuse to try.

      • Amen to that (and no I am not religious)

  8. thedreamingsub Says:

    Just curious,,,which concert did you take her to see?

  9. […] want you to fuck yourself on the gear shift while sucking my […]

  10. Desiree G Says:

    I see I have a lot of catching up to do ………

  11. Omg….this sounds like my sexual encounter with my boyfriend this past Christmas. On the way home from a party he had me undress and he fingered me all the way home. When we got home he climbed into his back seat and watched me lower myself onto his gearsshift. He stroked his cock while I slid up and down taking it all in. After a while he pulled me out of the car…bent me over the hood and fucked me until we both came. It was incredible sex,

    • It is nice to know that other people have similar experiences. I apologize for the late reply, but it has been a while since I checked in.

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