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The Whip

Posted in Fantasy with tags , , on November 20, 2012 by Ethan

On the drive home from work, all I could think of was Josie handcuffed to the bed. This wasn’t anything new because I had been thinking about her all day. She was my sex toy, and my mind was reeling with ways to play with her. I probably couldn’t do them all, but a few had reached the top of the list.

I pulled into the driveway; walked to the door; and took off my shoes before going into the house. My hope was that Josie was asleep, and I didn’t want to disturb her. Quietly, I opened and closed the door. Slowly, I crept toward the bedroom. That’s when I saw something amazing. This beautiful dark-haired woman was handcuffed to my bed.

She was completely nude and, as I had hoped, was asleep.

I just stared for a few minutes but wanted to start the fun before she began to awaken. Moving slowly, I reached into the drawer and pulled out the clit clamp. First, I took off the rubber tips to expose the metal underneath. Then, I gently slid the clamp around Josie’s clit. She moved slightly, and I had to stop. When Josie settled back down, I tightened the clamp until it squeezed her clit as much as possible.

Josie moaned groggily as her eyes began to open. As she awakened more, Josie began to move her lower body. The pain was reaching her mind, and she was realizing that it was coming from her clit.

“I thought that would wake you up.”

Josie didn’t say anything. She just looked at me and tried to squeeze her legs together.

“Sex toys are supposed to keep their legs apart. Isn’t that how you like your legs? Open and ready.”

Josie opened her legs.

“That’s a good girl. Does it hurt?”

She nodded her head.

“I will take it off eventually, but first there are some things we need to do.”

Josie watched as I walked out of the room, and I wondered what she was thinking. Was I going to leave her like this for a long time? What would I do when I came back?

She didn’t have long to wait. I had gotten the whip that came with my special delivery.

“This was packed in the box with you, but I’m not sure what I am supposed to do with it.”

Josie knew that was a lie. I was just teasing her. As our eyes met, I swung the whip and struck her pussy. Josie screamed with the combined pain from the whip and the clit clamp.

“Did that feel good?”

She shook her head.

Maybe, this will feel better. With that, I whipped her inner thigh.

“Damn, I missed.”

Before she could recover, I whipped her pussy again. This time, her knees jammed together.

“No, no. A sex toy is supposed to keep her legs open.”

Slowly, she opened her knees, and, as soon as I was able, I whipped her pussy again. Each time I lifted the whip from her lips, I could see it getting redder. I could also see it getting wetter.

“You like it, don’t you?”

With a tear flowing down her cheek, Josie nodded her head. She liked it.

“That’s a good girl. You knew the answer I wanted.”

As I looked at her raw and wet pussy, I undressed. My cock had been semi-hard all day and was raging now. Once undressed, I climbed onto the bed and between her thighs. Originally, I had planned on fucking her ass, but I couldn’t resist that raw pussy.

I lifted Josie’s legs and slid my cock between her red lips. Josie made a strange, guttural sound as I entered her. As I pushed, my body rubbed against her sore skin and made it more red with each penetration. I was moving faster and deeper and on the edge of orgasm.

However, I wanted her to cum first. Before she realized it, I pulled the clamp from Josie’s clit, and the blood shot through it. She screamed with pleasure as her deprived clit swelled with blood and the sensation of pleasure and pain. Josie’s orgasm came quickly and powerfully. That was a good thing because my orgasm came just as quickly and just as powerfully a few seconds later.

When it was over, I took off the handcuffs and asked Josie was she had put herself in this situation. Why had she put herself in a box to be delivered?

“I want to be your sex toy. Wait, that’s not right. I need it. I need you to do everything that you can imagine to me.”

“I can imagine a lot.”

“I need a lot.”

Josie was going to get what she needed.

Fantasy

The Shift

Posted in Fact with tags , , , , on October 8, 2012 by Ethan

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