1. Z's Story


    Date: 4/21/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: gushkinbanda, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    both, into her mouth, suckling them softly. When he let out a soft moan, she could not help but moan in response. Her greatest joy was his pleasure and she was proud and happy when she could give him so much that it escaped his carefully controlled demeanor. Slowly, with her tongue curved around the shaft, she began to lick up and down its length, her hand resting at its base to hold it upright. The head glistened in the candlelight as she swirled her tongue around it, stroking it slowly at the same time. She wanted to go slowly, to prolong this part but her throat felt empty and longed to be filled so she lowered her mouth quickly, engulfing his cock and shaking her head slightly to work it down as deep and far as it would go. This apparently awakened something in him as he grabbed ahold of her head with both hands and thrust into her, making her gag. His breath became heavy as he roughly moved her head up and down on his cock, forcing her to fuck her face on it. A moment of panic washed into joy as she became his object of animal pleasure. The heavy breathing became a growl as his hips began to rise from the chair with every push of her head downward. She let go of his cock and moved her hands behind her back to allow herself to be more fully nothing more than a receptacle for his lust. Her mind, her heart, her body, every part of her realizing its purpose and deepest desire. She was so lost in herself that it was almost a shock when the thrusting and shoving stopped ...
    suddenly and he muffled his cry, pushing her head down again. Her hands flew up to his thighs to push herself up slightly so she didn't gag but mostly because she wanted to taste him. She wanted every part of him for herself, the rich scent of his body, the firm feel of his muscles, the indescribable taste of his cum. She sucked and licked, savoring it. When his hands fell away, she raised her head and let him see her mouth full. She lifted her tongue slightly causing it to drip from the corner of her lips while he watched. As she flicked her tongue out to catch the drop, he smiled at her. He had said many times that he loved seeing her be the dirty slut they both knew dwelt deep inside of her. She swallowed and let out a slight whimper at the joy it gave her to have part of him become part of her. "That's my wonderful pet. Thank you." He made to stand up and she shifted back to give him room. He rose and put himself and his clothing back in order and stepped around her into the room. She heard things sliding across the floor and the clink of chains and metal. He said nothing to her, knowing she would remain exactly as she was, kneeling and facing the chair, until he called her. Each noise, every second increased the mystery and anticipation and her excitement too. "Come here, pet," he said finally. She turned and crawled to him. He had a large almost circular steel tube that stood vertically with eye bolts at various points. He had her stand inside of it and he put on her ankle ...
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