1. Sisterhood of Sin -- 17 -- Retaliation Station


    Date: 10/30/2017, Categories: Crossdressing, Author: LastWife, Rating: 5, Source: LushStories

    good, Cathy." I think that he may pump his cum down my throat, but he withdraws his now very hard cock and comes around behind me. "But this is better." He switches off the vibrating egg, but leaves it inside me. He switches off the big wand and sets it up on my back. He pushes his cock into me and I immediately start to come, but he ruins my orgasm by snapping my garters onto my inflamed ass cheeks, sending shooting pains through me as he holds his cock still and all the way in, not stimulating my clit or anything else. I try thrusting, but his hips ride with me, denying me any sensation other than the smacking of the straps. When my weak, unsatisfying, frustrating orgasm subsides, he starts stroking into me, careful not to stimulate my clit. I feel another orgasm start to build just as he comes. I think the feel of his cum splashing into me and the sound of his release might be enough to get me over, but he finishes and pulls out just before my tipping point. My cunt wants, but there is nothing there to fulfill that want. He waits, perhaps to see if I will say anything emasculating or otherwise insulting, or perhaps if I will beg for forgiveness and tell the story. But I understand the lesson. I don't like living in a man's world. I like it so much better when he's considerate. I say nothing and wait only for him to decide what to do next. He turns the vibrating egg back on and then turns the big wand on and places it behind me again. Then he leaves the room. There is one ...
    important difference now. The cord is longer and the vibrator can work directly on the hood of my clit. I feel his second load of cum as it spills from me onto the pulsating dome and then runs down my legs. The vibrations are now more than enough. I come. I writhe. I shudder. I fill the air with cuntsong. I even cry big wracking sobs of joy. It seems that a prior ruined orgasm can result in something special for a woman, also. I'm finally all wiped out, unable to tolerate the wand's stimulation. I rock myself forward, out of the range of the wicked machine, where my neck muscles must support my head. About a minute passes and then Dan comes in and turns the wand and the egg off. He unties my ankles and then my wrists and gently pull the tape off my ass. "How are you feeling?" "Physically? Satisfied." "I meant emotionally." "Used and manipulated and... humiliated because I got what I deserved. I felt so... powerless. And I'm embarrassed that I responded so positively to it." "Clearly we both have a love-hate relationship with humiliation. We're both switches." "Yes. You know more about this than I suspected. My shrink says we're both complex." "I'm as Catholic as you are, Cathy. We keep our dark thoughts hidden, even when it hurts us. This re-nup thing makes it even more risky to let them out. The more we gain from it, the more we stand to lose." "What do you mean?" "I like where this is taking us. Our sex life certainly isn't getting stale. But I'm afraid of where we could end ...
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