1. Summer Wine


    Date: 10/12/2017, Categories: Fetish, Author: the_lady_of_shalott, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    red stripes all over his wrists, like the claws of a predator. She has never been into the puffies, she liked her tools to be hard and heavy. There he was... sweaty, bare naked, dirty and every small bit of him felt painfully sensitive. Just like every time when you put a blindfold on your eyes and the lack of vision increases the intensity of the rest of your senses. He was on the verge of explosion but she wouldn't allow him any relief. He bit his lips until they bled. How did he ever let her tie him down so craftily? Suddenly he felt her sliding on top of him... but without touching him. Her skillful, quick fingers took off the blindfold and she was revealed before his eyes that were burning with pain. He could barely tell her outlines apart at the light of candles that were scattered around the room. He was furious at her... but those stockings and her lips took their toll on his body and throbbing erection. She was standing over him on all fours, like a real bitch, supporting herself on her palms. She moved her hips rhythmically and every time just when she was about to let her body drop on his lap she was moving away very quickly. Oh, that teasing smile... he wished he could wiped it off her face with his cock. She was getting close to his lips and then pulled away again. "I swear that as soon as you get me out of these handcuffs I will strangle you." "Who has told you I would ever take them off?" She licked the blood streaming down his chin from his bruised lip. Her ...
    nails were scratching him lightly as she was gradually increasing the rhythm of their movement. And when she leaned down and begin to tease his nipple with the piercing on her tongue... he was one touch away from erupting all over himself. But the little slut was crafty and could always feel when he was on the edge. Then she pulled away and watched him suffer with a cunning glow in her cat-like eyes. She ran her small tongue on his chest and arms at very short intervals. The metal of the handcuffs around his painfully heated skin felt almost like a brand with hot iron. She moved away from the bed, in no hurry at all, swaying her hips. Her dainty hand reached out for the table. He gasped for breath and his throat dried up when she saw her inclining the tall, fragrant candle to his chest. "D-don't you dare..." " You know you like it. " She hissed at his ear. Her captive closed his eyes and tilted his head back while the hot wax was melting and spreading all over his skin. His brain was entranced by the aromatic fumes and the arousing sweat, and yet it was beyond him how the pain of burning brought him insane pleasure. He opened his eyes once he felt her licking the wax remains. Her gaze was fixated on him. His erection was obvious and those shameless eye orbs completely crashed the last inhibitions of his willpower. "You know you want it!" She dug her nails in his thighs as she sucked on him very lightly, so much as to feel the salty taste of his cock on her lips. "Damn you!" ...