1. Maga


    Date: 11/4/2015, Categories: Supernatural, Author: gilrenard, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories

    in to my mouth and rolled the other between my finger and thumb. Soft moans involuntarily escaped from her parted lips. "What shall I do with the other two pair of sticks, Cassandra?" I teasingly asked her. "Ohhhhhfuuuuck!" she panted, knowing that her pussy was next to taste the sweet bite of the sticks. I ran my hand over her belly and cupped her pussy. "Do you think your clit can take the same bite as your nipples, Cassandra?" She pushed her hips off the mattress and nodded as she moaned with anticipation at having her clit squeezed between the sticks. "I can't hear you, Cassandra," I growled at her. "Ohhhh, yes, Sir! Pleeeeeease, Sir!" she moaned as she pressed her dripping slit harder against my hand that was gently cupping her dripping mound. I licked a path from one nipple, down over her belly and stopped when I reached the top of her mound. "Nnnnnnnnnn!" she complained as she lifted her hips higher, in the hopes that her throbbing clit would meet my mouth. "Such an inpatient young lady, you'll have to wait a bit longer now, Cassandra," I teased her. "Pleeeeeease, Sir!" she begged. "No, not just yet. I want to play with your perky tits a bit more. They taste delicious. I want you to show me your inner slut, Cassandra. All you have demonstrated to me thus far is that you are a very, selfish and horny young lady. I want to fuck the submissive slut that I know you want to be for me." She strained against 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 inside her. 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 and rub it. 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. She trusted me unconditionally, and that made the experience much sexier for her. "Take everything, Sir. Use me, deny me, hurt me, and force me. Leave me empty, shaking and dripping, inside and out!" she begged. Her words sent a shiver through. My cock ached to impale her tight, wet cunt. I spread her pussy lips wide and pressed the chopsticks on either side of her little, pink, swollen clit and squeezed the open ends tight. Taking care that her slickness wouldn't allow her clit to pop free of the wooden prison I was trying to trap it in. I wound the elastic band tight ...
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