Day 25 - Fuck Machine

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Clover's pov

Eyes gazing up and down the walls, around the black room that lacks colour apart from the odd red that adds to the otherwise plain aesthetic.

I lay on my stomach with a black ball gag in my mouth. Saliver and spit drooling down my chin, down my neck, onto the floor below me.

Six thick woven straps. Two straps on my ankles, two straps on my wrists, and the final two wrapping over my back. My body is at the mercy of my master. He has full control over me in every way, with or without these straps that hold my body down for his use.

He had strapped me to this leather bench almost 10 minutes ago and now I was beginning to get impatient.

A bigger-than-normal sex toy sat at the end of the bench now lining up with my weeping pussy. I'm desperate, "Pwhease". My voice comes out as nothing more than a jumbled mess. More spit follows the word, spilling from my mouth.

"What was that my little slut?"

My master's hand rubs faster circles on my clit. I'm freefalling towards enough orgasm but I know he knows that, I also know that he knows that I know he knows. That's why when I'm right on the edge he pulls his hand back. Tipping me over the edge just to ruin the orgasm.

I cry in dissatisfaction.

Kicking my foot out which gets a rise from him. Chuckling darkly he says "Are you that much of a slut that you resought to kicking like a donkey?"

Slapping my pussy, once, twice, three times. I whimper, moaning in pleasure.

"Pw-hease"

Not a single word leaves his mouth as he lines the dildo up with my entrance. Coated in lube but it doesn't need any, I'm already dripping wet.

He doesn't waste a second as it thrusts deep inside of me.

"Fu-ck"

My master strolls around me. Walking with a pace that I would take for him being bored if it wasn't for the burning flames of desire and lust in his brown eyes.

Slow and fast, Slow and fast. In and out.

The dildo fills me up but nothing compared to how he fills me. Still, I throw my head back in pleasure.

Panting as my orgasm approaches.

"Are you close?"

I nod my head. Moans spilling from my lips in endless waves.

The intensity of the dildo increases. Thrusting into me faster than anything else.

"Words." He demands.

"I'm cl-close"

His hand wraps around my hair pulling me back so my watery eyes meet his. "Who are you speaking to."

"My master. You master. I'm close master"

I spit the words out as my body shakes. My brows frowning in pleasure.

"Beg for it"

"Pwhease. Pwhease. Pwhea-"

"Cum for me"

The second those words hit my ears I let go. Screaming out around the gag while he holds my head up facing him.

It's not until it passes does he let me go. Lowering my head back down.

"Oh baby... Oh you've made a mess"

He runs his fingers along my thighs, up to my now sensitivity.

"You couldn't hold it in any longer huh? Squirted everywhere"

The machine doesn't stop. I know I'm in for one heck of night.

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