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Maga
Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
the binds that held her ankles and wrists in place. Her insides quivered and her pussy clenched tight. The thought of being vulnerable, teased, and denied what she needed, excited her more than she had imagined. She knew that she could use her magic to break herself free of the binds and finger herself to release. One or two hard passes over her clit would have triggered an explosion deep in her pussy. She had fought the urge to do so, up to the moment of being asked to be a slut for me. The urge was gone. In that instant, she realized that even if she wasn't in wrist cuffs, she wouldn't search for her dripping slit. Sub space, she had read about it, she was curious about it, now she had experienced it. She had never been this aroused and wet. The thought of not knowing if, and when I would allow her to cum thrilled her. She didn't want control anymore. She wanted to be used, teased, denied, called a slut and made to suffer any sweet agony I wanted to inflict on her. "Take everything from me. Use me, deny me, and force me. Leave me empty, shaking and dripping, inside and out!" she begged. “I plan to, Cassandra, all that you ask and more. My lecherous, pretty slut,” I softly growled as I turned both sticks a full ninety degrees, twisting her nipples that were gripped in between them. “Ow-ow-ow-ow!” she cried out at the feel of her sensitive nipples being bit in to and twisted. “Too much for my slut?” I grinned at her as I asked the questions. “N-no, don’t stop, Sir,” she ... grimaced. I let go of the sticks and they snapped back to their original position. Cassandra moaned and pulled tight on the leather cuffs. I wound an elastic band around the ends of another pair of chopsticks. Cassandra watched as I gripped one end, and placed the pad of my index finger on the other end. “Your skin is so fair, Cassandra. Allow me to add a bit of color to your breasts.” She stared as I brought the sticks close to her right breast and pulled my finger back, the sticks bent in the middle. I grinned and slipped the pad of my finger off the ends and flicked the sticks in to her pale, soft breast. The wood bit in to soft flesh and made a soft smacking sound. Cassandra gasped and held her breath, waiting for the stinging in her breast to subside. The sting quickly turned to a spreading heat across her breast. I flicked the sticks again, closer to her nipple. “Ohhhhfuuuckkk!” Cassandra shouted and tried to cover her breast with both hands. The cuffs held her hands fast. The muscles in her slender arms strained as she pulled against the restraints. “Tell me to stop if this is too much, Cassandra,” I sternly said to her. She shook her head side to side and gasped, “More please, Siiiiir!” I flicked the sticks harder in to the flesh of left breast. I watched as her flesh turned red and gently caressed where the sticks bit in to her. She moaned at the soothing touch of my hand. I alternated placing soft kisses on each of her trapped nipples. I gently sucked one of her nipples ...