Inspired by Masturbation Monday
Bastard. Fucking Bastard. Sadist. Fucking Sadist. Damn it! Shit! Why?!
This torturous toy that She bought was buried deep inside. I wanted it out. Each orgasm was more intense than the last one and I couldn’t give her another. I didn’t want to disappoint her so getting it out was imperative.
“You’re losing focus, girl. Instead of focusing on me you’re focusing on that sore cunt of yours.”
I groaned because she was right. I am not a masochist and so inflicting pain was that much more intoxicating for her. I took what she gave and I enjoyed it because she did. I always feared it wouldn’t be enough, though.
“Play with that little pussy of yours for me. Make it want what I need.”
Another forced orgasm seized me and it hurt more than the last one. Tears rolled from the corners of my eyes in despair but there was something even more shocking. I liked being forced to come for her. It took away my control giving me the power of submission.
She increased the tempo of the bullet and another orgasm ripped free. She wasn’t finished.
“Play for me, girl.”
Cautiously, I lowered my hand, afraid that I’d break my pussy if I touched it. Gentle caresses earned me a “good girl” and inspired me to explore further. I spread my legs wide while stimulating my clit. It was sore and slower to respond but persistence paid off. I lift my hips in time to meet the down sweep of my fingers. It was wickedly refreshing and got my juices flowing nicely.
“Very good girl.” She praised.
“Thank you, My Lady,” I didn’t lose focus on the goal.
I just needed redirection and I’m glad I listened. Glad that I was primed once again. It felt amazing to have my body in such a primal and orgasmic state that little tremors were constant. I knew this one would be monumental. My vaginal walls were already tightly gripping the vibe accepting the torture. I needed more.
One digit at a time, I deposited my fingers inside. My eyes grew wide accepting the magnified feelings. The heel of my hand rocked my clit while I moved my fingers back and forth inside. Yes! My reactions were purely instinctual and reflexive, short circuiting my mind into compliance. That rush of pure adrenaline let me know that it was time. I wanted to slow down the moment but that wasn’t my call. I embraced the sensations, letting it take control. I cried out loudly and covered my mouth in shame.
“Let me hear you, dear girl. Talk to me.”
By talk, she meant moan. She liked me vocal and I aimed to please.
I moved my hand from my mouth but tightened my legs around my hand bringing it deeper inside.
My fingers moved the bullet back and forth, now coming into contact with it. Talk about a splendid feeling. The vibe moved faster and my body froze as spasms squeezed every nerve ending until my entire being pulsed in pain and pleasure. My eyes rolled backward and I screamed so loud that I felt the vibrations bounce off the wall and lick over me.
Tingling sensations numbed everything else out as I twitched like a fiend on the bed. I grabbed at the air but even my toes and fingers were cramped and tense. Puffs of air erupted from my lips as my body tried to regulate the convulsions. Finally, everything relaxed and I sank into the mattress.
She caressed my forehead moving wet tendrils of hair aside. I turned my head to lean into her caresses and my body groaned at the slight movement. Her fingers traced patterns over my torso and while it normally would arouse me, it helped to bring awareness back in place.
“Good, good girl. I’ll let you rest a bit before I torture that sweet pussy again.”
I opened my eyes to see her Sadistic smile. She wasn’t serious, right? Right?!
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