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029 - Tied, gagged and finally fucked

by Jonathan UK  | Erotic Bdsm Art by Samarel

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Jenny stood in front of the mirror. She knew she looked sensational for the man she was to meet tonight, her master and lover. She smiled as she ran her hands over the lacy black bra that had cost her a fortune that afternoon from the shopping center. But she cared nothing for money, only for the master who loved and worshiped her so much, his satisfaction and arousal her only priority. The bra pushed her breasts together, rising them, holding them a deep cleavage. She shuddered in excitement fastening her new matching suspender belt also purchased that afternoon around her sexy waist, feeling the straps snaking over her legs, making them feel so long and arousing. She gasped feeling her panties already damp, revealing the creases of her pelvis, the pure black silk clinging tightly to the triangle of her mons.

 

Jenny smiled again so wickedly knowing the control the power of her dress had over her master. For however much he'd spank her, tie her and gag her, she knew dressed like this it was really her who had control and the man who was so dominant and assertive towards her would succumb to her every desire. Prior to meeting him she'd never worn lingerie like this. Hers had always been a sensible approach, and most of the underwear she'd owned accept as a gift from a long-passed boyfriend giving her a hint had been cotton. She'd never thought of underwear as a adjunct to sex, but now she'd been transformed by the satin and silk, transformed by the sheer sense of arousal, sexuality and confidence it gave to her. Gently she sat on the bed and unwrapped a packet of red seamed black sheer stockings and rolled the silky nylon through her painted fingers.

 

She gasped, feeling her pussy ooze wetness, imagining her master's erect penis knowing how he'd watched her do this so many times. She rolled one into a pocket, seeing her master watching her as she trembled softly. The black silk transformed her flesh, encasing her in shimmering blackness. She rolled the second stocking on in exactly the same way, clipping the front and side of the stockings to her long suspenders and pulled the jet-black welts into peaks on her thighs. She rose to examine herself in the mirror adjusting her seams so they were so perfect and straight down her long beautiful legs and to witness the creamy exposed flesh on her suspender thighs where black silk met soft skin. Finally, she slipped on her long, slender black heels. For a moment she hesitated, to fight, fight the temptation of what her moist pussy was begging her to do. She felt like a tempted child, so mischievous, so excited, not caring and so naughty.

 

Her large pink dildo lay on the bed and she picked it up drawing it over her silken legs towards her panty silk and moistened cunt. Her clitoris reacted strongly as she drew the hard-black rubber over her wet panty fabric. She felt her clitoris react so strongly, pulsating with pleasure as the rubber teased her sex. Slowly she ran her hands and parted the gusset, moaning as she did so, trying to soothe her wet aroused, lips. But this only made matters worse as the silk strained as she felt her fingers on her labia and the dildo slide deep inside her. She caught her reflection in the mirror as she watched the dildo gliding between her silken legs and pussy lips, caressing and straining the black panty silk as it began to work her moistened cunt. She felt like a whore, an expensive call girl for hire, one dressed so expensively for business. The thought excited her so much. She rolled around on the bed with the dildo working her, causing her to moan softly. Just for a second her soft eyes focused on the clock, 5.45pm. Yes, just enough time she thought, to be pleasured before the real attentions of her loving master tonight.

 

Her soft moans filled the room as she sunk her head deep into the soft pillow, closing her eyes, imagining her master's erection, so hard, so arousing taking her. The lingerie made her feel so aroused so different, like shed never felt before, clinging to her so tight, arousing and sensual, only the exposed skin above her stocking tops free of black silk. She moaned, running her hands down over the slippery silk, over her hips before once again turning her attentions to the dildo and aroused wet place. The difference between silk and bare flesh made her shudder wildly.

 

Then once again she stopped and reached for the silk scarf she was yet to tie round her neck for her lover tonight. She wanted to be gagged and totally helpless as her master ravished her at this very moment. A loud mew echoed as she bit down on the cool red silk. For a moment the dildo rested as she eased down her soaking panties to allow her excited trembling fingers push in alongside. Suddenly her fingers dug right into her labia, her legs parting as her other hand began to re-work the dildo. Her eyes were shut but she could see one thing, her master taking her, ravishing her right now as she mewed and thrashed wildly. She was so wet, wet from the moment she'd bought the undies, wet from the minute she put her nylons on.

 

Her sex pulsated wildly, reacting to her loving wandering fingers and the dildo that now thrusted her so, so deeply. She spasmed wildly thinking of her master's cock, the cock that would once again be inside her tonight making wild love to her. "mmmmewwwwwww" She came, came in a wild frenzy of passion unable to stem the beautiful sensation of pleasure overcoming her as she felt her body spasm and rise on the bed arching up then falling, pleasure soaring out of her pubic bone and clitoris as she bit down on the silk between her mouth. For ages she lay they too content to move, so satisfied, knowing that was only the start of something lovely that was to happen to her this beautiful August summer evening.

 

6.30 p.m. Jenny walked assertively along the road to her masters. She was nervous as she always was but yet so aroused mentally going through the potential outcomes of her fate that night. She loved playing that mental game, a game that aroused the fuck into her. She walked quickly and confidently, her heels clacking on the paving slabs as she went. Tonight, she was dressed to kill and she knew it. A broad smile filled her face as deliberately she kept her head down on the outside so oblivious but so aware of the beat-up body kitted car that turned the corner in front of her.

 

She smiled again, blushing at the attention being shown to her by the gang of spotty kids barely out of school whistling at her. And they had good reason, too as they ogled the beautiful woman before them. Jenny walked on unruffled, dressed so beautifully and only for the man who was to ravish her tonight, the man who was waiting two streets away. The slight breeze ruffled through her ivory silk blouse and over her red cravat silk scarf fastened fashionably around her neck. As she walked her tight black skirt, a bottom she knew was to be teased and spanked later. A shudder went through her as she felt wetness once again seep through her panty silk and her tight suspenders strain securely and reassuringly at every step, her red seams so straight and faultless.

 

She thought long and hard about her dress tonight, taking hours searching through her wardrobe, dressing, undressing in various outfits until she found the one just right, the one shed think her master would find most arousing. She felt confident this one was the best, the one that would arouse him so much. But now it was crunch time. Gently she drew a deep breath as she finally reached her masters house.

 

For a moment she paused to feel her pussy tremble and her beautiful body shudder. Then she reached up and knocked at the door behind which her master was awaiting her. Jenny shook uncontrollably. She hated this part, he always he kept her waiting, teasing her as she stood there quaking in a mixture of fear and anticipation as she awaited the heavy wooden door to swing open. In reality she stood, stood for 10 seconds on the step once again mentally trying to picture her destiny. But 10 seconds felt like 1000 hours as she waited, waited for her master to come for her.

 

Finally, she gasped as the door swung open and she stood before him. For a moment he looked at her, ran his eyes all over his princess, all over his beautiful silk wrapped princess, dressed so beautiful so arousing. Jenny smiled in greeting and in arousal. She knew instantly she succeeded in arousing him, knowing her chosen outfit had pleased him so much. She glanced down at the towel robe he wore and glanced excitedly at the unmistakable hardness that bulged from beneath it. He was melting in appreciation in love in sheer arousal for the effort his submissive princess had made for him. He put his hand on her shoulder and kissed her on the lips, pushing his hardness against her causing her to tremble softly. She caught him, as always making him succumb to her sexual power. He was taken in so helpless by her beauty, her scent filling his nostrils. Then as always, he regained control, regained his masterful powers over the woman he loved so much.

 

She shuddered feeling his hand slip from her cheek and then clasped her wrist so tightly, a tightness she found so arousing, masterful and assertive. A hand that led her inside and down the hall to an unknown fate. Jenny blinked trying to adjust her hands to the darkened kitchen he led her to. She caught the sounds of her masters favorite George Michael CD playing in the background, the room lit by a column of long white candles flickering in the darkness. She looked around, looked at the long oak table.

 

She could see no food and it puzzled her, puzzled her when he'd asked her here tonight to share a romantic meal. But she smiled softly after she recalled one night after sex as they lay together and he'd confessed, what a lousy cook he was. Once again, her mind kicked in and scolded her for making assumptions. It said her master had something special lined up for her later and not to question his intentions. Food tonight was not the main course!

 

A click of her master's fingers bought her round. The click that she instantly knew signaled she was to be inspected. She licked her lips nervously and raised her skirt. For a moment he looked at her as she stood there, aroused and helpless. She trembled as he eye fucked her beautiful body as she watched his erection bulge wildly from his robe. Jenny shuddered as he began to run his fingers over her suspender belt and tightly pulled stocking tops, feeling the tightness of the welts and straining silk. Then for a moment he paced her, walked around her, poker faced, checking the straightness of her seams, her head bowed, her heart beating wildly.

 

Then he stopped in front of her and raised her bowed head with his fingers. "I'm most pleased with your efforts, most pleased". She looked straight at him and smiled, smiled as he began to unbutton her silky blouse and unfurl her expensive red scarf. She drew a breath, drew a breath to thank him, return a reply to the man she loved so much. But he cut her short, cut her off as once again he looked straight in her eyes and continued to speak. "But you've been playing with yourself haven't you". Another wave of fear erupted through her body as she felt him, felt him run his hands over her wet panty silk and slide under her moistened sex.

 

In a flash she cursed herself for not putting on a fresh pair of knickers after her finger cum. She knew this could only mean one thing. She braced herself for the inevitable punishment she knew was to follow. "So, so obvious, my your so wet Jenny, but so SO naughty ". She pondered the question and trembled, at his sliding under the wet silk and probing at her lips and mons as she bought her eyes down to the wet silk. She was soaking wet, so aroused so obviously excited and so overcome at the thoughts of his impending pleasure. And he knew, he knew what this naughty slut had been up to. Her heart beating wildly, she began to stammer, stammer wildly trying to respond to the questions put to her as her hands teased inside her as he gently eased aside the wet silk. Her words trembled, unable to fit a sentence, she gasped softly, "no, no, please, please, sir, but, mmmmmm!!!! He was having none of it as he scornfully looked at her and gripped her, gripped her so tight and began to undress her. "Not good enough my girl, you've been misbehaving, you can't deny it slut".

 

For a moment she struggled as his stern words echoed through her, his hardness, pushing against her. She reacted as his robe came open and she seen his cock so hard, so attentive to her beautiful body. Moaning as he pulled away her push up bra and fondled her responsive, aroused breasts, she replied, replied whimpering and gasping softly "I'm sorry sir, I'm so sorry, i won't do it again, please sir" Her mumbled soft words only fueled him even more as he pulled away her little black skirt "Not good enough girl, you have to be punished, you know that don't you". At these words her nipples immediately hardened and she felt them strain at the last strands of material on her bra that covered them. Suddenly she mewed and moaned as she felt the sensation of red, silk being wound around and around her pretty red painted lips as her gagged her tight with her red silk scarf then roughly yanked her hands behind her back, the cold clink of steel on her wrists telling her she was cuffed. She whimpered and moaned like a slut, as he manhandled her to the living room, then positioned her, over his knee.

 

Jenny somehow knew what was to become of her. For what seemed ages, she lay there bent, gagged, cuffed and helpless over his knee. She began to whimper and tremble softly awaiting her fate. He looked down at her and began to stroke her all over, running his hands all over her stockings and up to her nipples. Jenny cried out, moaned as she felt his hands explore her bucking wildly as once again he yanked away the wet silk and let his fingers slide inside her. He gasped, moistening his finger with her own arousal juice and inserting it into her tight little anus, its little sphincter muscles parting and stretching willingly to accommodate it. Then he gasped again as he began to finger her moist, aroused sex. She gasped as she felt his fingers on her clit as he fingered her teasingly up her tight little bot and cunt, thrashing wildly against her cruel cuffs and gag. He knew what he was doing to her. He bought her to the brink then he stopped causing her to mew uncontrollably. He laughed aloud at the cruel evil deed he'd just bestowed on her.

 

Without warning he yanked down her gag. Once again he began to speak "I've removed your gag, but there are a few rules of which you should be aware. Disobedience will result in severe punishment. No allowance is made for naughty girls who play with their selves. You must learn to obey".

 

He looked down at the frustrated, frightened expression on her pretty, desperate face. He knew she longed to be fucked at filled with his erect cock. But no, he decided, not yet. At once she reacted and spoke to defend her beautiful, stocking clad body which was crying for satisfaction. Please MMMMMEWWW" He cut her off in mid-sentence, muffling her, gagging her with his tight hand. For a while she struggled, kicking and mewing until she finally exhausted herself. And only when she calmed down did he begin to speak again. "You know you are going to be beaten don't you". Slowly he withdrew his hand from her mouth and this time knowing her struggles were fruitless, answered his question "Yes sir". "You know you have earned this punishment. Beg me to spank you naughty slut". Jenny, succumbed to the fact that she was going to be spanked or worse whether she offered a reply or not, trembled a frightened reply. "Please sir I'm a naughty teasing slut. I know I deserve it, thrash me hard." With satisfaction he repositioned her over his knee and pushed an old wadded up school tie in her mouth. Don't want you disturbing my neighbors, do I?" he sneered. She was a naughty disobedient schoolgirl and was to be spanked hard.

 

Jenny's knickers were then pulled down and once again she longed for his fingers to be stroking her clit putting her to a verge of a beautiful coming. But no such pleasure was forthcoming as she felt the whoosh of air as his hand traveled through the air and contact her bare, soft buttocks.

"MMMMMMMWWWWWWWEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW" she moaned uncontrollably. "Why were you wet, you naughty girl?" "MMMMMMMMMMEWWWWW" she mewed and moaned again as he began to spank her hard and furiously as she yelped and cried under the gag.

 

Time after time his hand cut across her, stinging turning into fiery pain as he spanked her without let up. She desperately tried to free herself but her master had done his job well, her struggles only increasing both of their arousal. But she began to cry, her eyes welling her make up running as she sobbed uncontrollably, tears rolling down her eyes. "Why was her master so cruel, so cruel to the woman he made so much effort for him, who he loved so much, why, why? She sobbed in pain uncontrollably, 23, 24, 25, 30 strokes before he finally let up on her.

 

No words were said as he uncuffed her and pulled her gag down. She fell to the full of hurt sobbing uncontrollably as she found her wrists being re-tied behind her with boat rope, her stockings now all twisted and bagging. Gently he knelt beside her and pulled the tie gag from her mouth. Her sobs filled the room. Very gently he adjusted her stockings before letting his robe slide from his body.

 

 

 

She lay there tied, his naked body before her. Then slowly he bought his cock to her sobbing mouth. For a moment she paused, then took it took it deep in her throat, her tears turning to little moans as she sucked him. He gasped feeling her lips tight around him, sucking his purple circumcised tip then the shaft, as she felt how good she made him feel. She sucked him furiously as she lay there fighting the ropes that held her. Suddenly he threw his wrist over his face as he moaned uncontrollably as his balls tightened and he came, filling her mouth with oozing white milk. For a moment he was too satisfied to move. Innocently and lovingly with the occasional sob, she looked at him.

 

Her eyes were red, her cheeks teared tracked with streams of run eye liner. Then he lifted her, her lips sticky and cummy with his own arousal milk. He looked at her naked, wet place still unfulfilled tonight, still unpleased. He looked at the disappointment on her upset face as his cock became flaccid and limp fulfilled by the pleasure shed given to it. Once again, she began to cry. He knew what she was thinking. Gently he wiped the tears from her eyes and wiped her cum splattered mouth with her wet silk panties. He looked straight at her and smiled. "Soon my princess, soon".

 

Jenny lay still totally still on the sofa, silent but for the occasional whimper from her soft lips. She was ungagged, but blinded by the whip of silk tied around her pretty eyes. She been like this for what seemed hours, since her master had scooped her up in his warm loving arms and placed her there. she longed to be fucked and taken by her lover, her master. She knew he was still there as occasionally she felt him at her side, his loving hands stroking her as checked up on his bound princess. Then she cried out helplessly, sobbing again as he left her to return to the kitchen.

 

Still in her stockings and belt she felt the vibe he'd placed in her torment her as he wriggled, trying to reach out for it, each time the cruel ropes preventing her. Her ass was filled too, oiled and filled with a long-waxed candle so tight plucked from the display she'd seen earlier. For ages, she lay like this so aroused, so helpless, the only noise being the faint sound of a distant TV set from a room nearby. She pushed her blind head deep into the soft cushions and sobbed uncontrollably.

 

It seemed for ever before her master returned and once again she whimpered softly, begging to be free of the cruelty he bestowed on her. He looked down at his baby, his beautiful bound princess, her blindfold soaked in tears as she lay there so aroused so beautiful. Gently he began to slide the vibe from her most special place. Still blind she cried out in pleasure as she felt his tongue start today over her moist sex. Suddenly she blinked as once against she could see, see his hot, aroused face pushing down on her pubic bone, licking and devouring her cunt deeply and furiously.

 

The sofa Jenny thrashed on became soaked, wet with her own juices as she moaned wildly. "Please, oh please". she moaned out uncontrollably with each dart of her lovers tongue on her clitoris, only the gagging knickers he stuffed in her desperate mouth finally stubbing out her aroused cries. She longed for him to be inside him, his stiff, hard cock, fucking her, fucking her so deep. She was totally helpless, stocking clad, tied and gagged as he licked at her furiously. She felt the pressure build and build, his tongue deep inside her darting, probing, ravishing her. He knew she was close so close, then suddenly she came, biting, mewing, sobbing uncontrollably as her orgasm overcome her. Very gently he rose and popped the saliva-soaked panties from her panting, exhausted mouth.

 

She looked at him full of love, full of desperation and between breaths spoke to him in desperate tone. "Please my oh my lover, I beg you, I love you, please, take me, want you inside me so bad, please I beg you, make love to be right now please master, oh please!!" He glanced down and seen how desperate she was as she wriggle and thrashed, thrashed and kicked out at the rope that held her. He paused for a moment then made his reply. She was more desperate than ever. "I didn't give you permission to speak slave. In fact, I don't remember you asking for such permission. For that you are going to be severely punished"

 

Jenny cried out as he slipped the ropes from her hands, watching wetness ooze and stain her beautiful black silken legs as he pulled her to her feet so she could once again take her place over her knee. Once again, he began to spank her, her bottom so hot and sore from its previous beating. This time he left her ungagged as her thrashed her, causing her to squirm and sob as each blow struck her distressed bottom. On and on it went until finally a chime broke her cruel masters unrelenting rhythm as his hand slowed and slid from her burning red buttocks. Once again, he spoke, "Ah-ha, supper at last" She looked at him sobbing, too distressed to take in his words as he looked towards the hallway. Suddenly the doorbell rang again and she realized, realized what was happening. A pizza, a pizza! For a moment she felt even, knowing how daft he must look, having to order a pizza to make up for his own lousy cooking inadequacies in front of his guest. Then she was bought round, bought round by his next words. "Time for princess to get her supper" For a moment she looked at him then realized what he expected her to do. She began to sob and whimper as he looked straight at her, tossing her his robe.

 

Once again, he drew his hand over her burning bottom as she lay there a total mess, her stockings twisted, her tits exposed, her face red and tear tracked. For a moment she pondered and looked to the door. He nodded silently and she instantly obeyed the wishes of her master, fearing what may become of her if she showed reluctance or disobedience. She rose as once again the bell rang. He stuffed a £10 note in her stocking top as she tied the robe around her tired, beautiful body and stepped to the doorway. She was a mess, but still a surge of arousal surged through her pussy as she prepared to open the door on the unsuspecting delivery boy. She reached up, reached up for the catch to open the front door. But in the shadow's unknown to her, her master followed her and stalked her, lurking in the shadows and stalking and her silently.

 

Suddenly Jenny let out a shrill scream as the door opened as he robes came away as a hidden arm reached for the robes towel belt and pulled it away. The wind caught her as she opened the door, and the robe flew open exposing her beautiful sensual stocking clad body to the young boy who held the outstretched pizza to her. For a moment both Jenny and the boy froze in total shock. Quickly recovering she yanked the robe back round her beautiful body but the damage was done.

 

The boy looked at her so shocked, so aroused, so amazed at the beautiful body before him. he'd seen everything, every part of Jenny's beautiful anatomy, her beautifully trimmed cunt so neat and exposed, her breasts so pert and tender, the most sensual, private parts of Jenny XXX's soft arousing body. For a while the boy stared dumbstruck not being able to take in what he was seeing feeling himself harden, so aroused at what was before him.

 

Simultaneously they began to speak both stumbling, so aroused so embarrassed at what had just overwhelmed them. The boy looked up trying to conceal the erection Jenny had given him. Panicking Jenny tried to pay him. Suddenly she shuddered realizing she had no choice remembering where her master had put the money. She had to do it and he gasped as she raised her robe to reach for her stocking top, reach for the note, expose her beautiful silk lingerie to his gaze and give the boy another glimpse of her semi naked stocking clad body and wet aroused mound. He shook uncontrollably his eyes focused on her suspendered thigh, his pants bulging in arousal as he reached out and took the money from her. Sheepishly, she smiled, embarrassed but aroused. Too overcome to speak he fumbled to give her change as he caught her red tear tracked face in the moonlight which confused him.

 

All the while her master watched out of sight in the darkness of the door. He thought about inviting the boy in, imagining his innocent virginity being lost to a tied aroused princess. But then the door closed leaving the confused aroused boy to try and take in what he'd just say.

 

He smiled knowing what a story the lad would have for his friends tomorrow. He looked up to see his obedient princess staring at him, a wicked broad smile now filling her previously sad face, giggling at what she just done. He looked at her full of love and couldn't help smiling too. He reached out to stroke his hardness and led her to the kitchen. This time she knew, soon, real soon, he was gonna make wild love to her.

 

Tied to the chair in the kitchen, Jenny stirred softly. She found herself once again blindfolded, her soft red eyes tied and restricted by a soft strip of cloth. She felt the rope biting into her wrists tight, perhaps a little too tight. But in spite of her discomfort she felt her masters loving hands slide over her pert, beautiful breasts, feeling the immediate and arousing response her body portrayed to her. Gently he kissed her forehead softly. "That's a good girl, sit back" She whined, wined expecting his fingers to slide into her moistened sex but she felt his hand rise to her soft, beautiful mouth and gently begin to feed her, feed her with the pieces of pizza he'd prepared. Despite her arousal she was hungry, hungry as for shed not eaten since catching a quick sandwich at the shopping canter that morning so long ago.

 

Her eyes darted under her blindfold as her tongue darted and gobbled at the pizza he offered to her. Like a rabbit she ate in little grabs and nibbles as he teased her, only often offering her the tip of the slice, sometimes pulling it away without warning from her hungry lips causing her to strain, her head outstretched from the ropes that held her. Occasionally he stopped, stopped to lick and nibble at her breasts and nipples causing her to shudder wildly, scooping up any little bits that fell between her beautiful cleavage, cleaning a messy pup. And on and on this went until his bound princess was totally full up and satisfied. Finally, he wiped her mouth clean with her sweet smelling panties and unfastened her blindfold. He looked at her so hard, so aroused. "Time to take you to bed" he whispered softly. And she smiled, smiled and kissed him as he untied her, scooping her into his arms and carrying her up to the bedroom. She cried out softly as he positioned her over the bed.

 

He gasped, pressing his thick cock hard against her. She looked a slut, her stockings all twisted, the seams wild and crooked, her beautiful hair wild and bushy. A slut, but so beautiful and aroused. She whined and moaned as he began to oil her tight anus, the KY jelly so erotic and cool on her tight aroused passage entrance. Moaning uncontrollably, she waited, waited for her master's stiff cock to slide inside her and fuck her hard and deep. She squealed as she felt the tip of his cock pressing hard at the entrance to her tight little arsehole. He moved, moved his other hand to her wet aroused cunt and dug his fingers in to the soft, wet flesh at once finding her clitoris almost causing her to immediately cum. Wet and ready she felt his stiff cock slip deep into her tight asshole. Her head fell back, her brain only conscious of the pleasure she was receiving.

 

Gradually, so carefully as not to hurt her he began to pump her, clinging to her as she moaned uncontrollably. The thickness of his cock pushed her apart as the sensations grew inside her, each thrust on a wafer-thin line of pain and pleasure as his fingers worked her cunt furiously. She was stuffed, stuffed full of hard cock, banging her arse tight and quick, his hips banging against her furiously. He began to ease, so worried he was hurting her as she took the whole length inside her.

 

Gently he slowed, easing his tip back towards her entrance. Still inside her ass, he concentrated all his efforts on fingering her cunt. Suddenly she exploded into orgasm, her cunt pulsating, searing with intense pleasure as she cried out his uncontrollably. Slowly he eased his cock from her tight, sexy ass.

 

Still delirious, overwhelmed from her cum, she come around and found herself straddling her master as he lay there naked and hard on the bed. She gasped as he lowered her onto his thick hard on as he clasped her stocking clad thighs. Jenny moaned as his stiff cock slid into her wet, aroused cunt. For a fraction of a second his tip paused causing her to squeal loudly as she pushed her weight down so eager for him to be inside her. He looked up at her beautiful heavy-lidded gaze as her lips parted taking him deep inside her. Reaching up he took her breasts in his hands, cupping them as she took him, riding him in furious strokes, flicking her hair and head back as she fucked him wildly.

 

Pleasure spiked through her vagina as she felt his cock, his cock deep and tight inside her. She rode him, rode him like a porno queen and soon, she squealed uncontrollably as he felt the jolt that told him another searing orgasm had overcome her. Suddenly he gasped as he slid from her, his cock hard and glistening with her arousal juices. His balls tightened and he strained, moaning, jetting hot white cum all over her moist, entrance and tummy. As always after he lay with her and held her, held her so tight.

 

Finally, she was naked, her discarded stockings in a heap by the bed. He always felt so fragile at this so stage, so guilty, so shameful at what he'd done to her. He hugged her so tight to signal his guilt, tell her he was sorry and didn't wanna lose her. Jenny knew how he felt and stroked his exhausted cock causing him to tremble softly as they began to doze. She'd been tied, gagged, teased, humiliated and finally fucked tonight but secretly she loved it.