One Shots

First

It's been a long, horrible day at the office for you. Your assistant screwed a client out of five thousand dollars and said client was threatening to sue you for five million. You're under extreme pressure trying to not let that happen and in dire need to relieve some stress.

When you finally get home, I am waiting on my wide spread knees, hands turned up and lying flat on my thighs. There are mascara black tears running down my face and you know exactly why. You had left me that morning with an egg vibrator in my pussy and told me I couldn't cum without your explicit permission. You had planned to let me cum a little later in the day, but had got caught up in the work disaster and didn't call me or pick up my calls.

I had been attempting to work all day, trying to just breath through my extreme arousal, but potent desire was constantly shooting from my pussy to every nerve ending. I had tried every kind of reliever, from riding the back of the couch to pinching myself on my thighs, my arms. Nothing helped, obviously. I had been doubled over with pleasure for so long, it was a little painful. I had heard you coming up the driveway and decided to wait for you in the present position.

You reach your hand out and tell me to come with you. I start to stand up, but it's a struggle even when holding your hand. You decide it's taking too long and bend down and throw me over your shoulder, fireman style, and slap me on the ass. I moan loudly and try jerking away, but you hold me tightly. You say you're going to turn my ass black and blue with what you have planned for me.

You carry me over to the far side wall, planting me on wobbly feet. You push a button and suddenly two hooks descend from the ceiling. There are fur covered cuffs attached to them and you reach down and take my right arm and lock it in, then do the same to the left. You growl in my ear that you are going to use my body for your own pleasure and that nothing but a safe word will make you stop.

I'm whimpering, trying to catch my breath, to catch up to everything but I can't. My brain wants me to submit but my body needs release right now. I'm thrashing back and forth when suddenly you grab my left leg and wrap a cuff around it. I try kicking out but you quickly grab my other leg and attach it to the opposite end of the spreader bar. I'm full on crying now, begging you to please let me cum, rub my clit, finger my asshole, please do anything to make me cum. I need it so bad. You simply watch my tears fall for a minute and then purr in your sexy voice that it will all be worth it.

Then you kiss my cheek and walk over to your wall of toys. You choose a flogger and a whip, taking each down off the wall, and walk back to me. You start with the flogger, hitting my in sporadic patterns all the way from my shoulders to my calves, going a little harder every five hits. I can feel the pain, but the vibrator in my pussy is still overwhelming. The hits stop for just a moment and then suddenly 'thwack'.

I scream as the pain finally penetrates the pleasure. Another hit and I'm suddenly burning with an even more intense desire. Line after line after line of fire strikes across my back and I am bucking back and forth. The need for release is all consuming now. Then the fire stops, you drop the whip, reach down and rip the egg out of my pussy while pulling your rock hard cock out. Then you plunge in, thrusting so hard and deep neither of us can tell where you end and I begin.

You warn me to hold my orgasm as you still haven't given me permission to cum. You reach around me, one hand going to my tits the other heading south to my clit, both circling frantically. I'm bucking and jerking in your arms, my head thrown back against your shoulder when you finally growl "Cum for me, babygirl!", and pinch my clit and one of my nipples. I scream bloody murder and squirt all over your still hard cock.

You jerk out of my throbbing core, undo my restraints and shove me to my knees. You put you hot cock to my mouth and tell me to open up. I do and you thrust all the way in, deepthoating me in one go. Your face is contorted with pleasure and you cum down my throat. You pull out to give me a breather then tell me to clean your cock. I do so lazily, as I feel I could fall asleep right where I was.

You then pick me up, whispering to me how good of a girl I was and that you're going to take care of me. You find the arnica gel and start rubbing it all over the bruises. When you reach my pussy, I jerk and whimper. It's so sensitive I don't think it can handle anything more than the brush of your fingers. You whisper and tell me that you need to do it as it will help with the soreness. I squeeze my eyes shut and let you do it. The gel really does feel good and I start to calm. I feel like I could sleep for months after this, I'm so exhausted. You tell me to go to sleep, that you'll clean up the room. I instantly fall asleep.