Chapter 187: Luke
"Mmmmm." Even with the gag, I could hear her distress. My pulse increased along with my desire to make her beg and scream.
"Oh, I see, you want this." I flicked the instrument with my wrist and brought it down on her inner thigh.
Heavy breathing was my answer, but she stayed still not daring to bring her legs together. Perfect. I struck again just clipping the side of her pussy. Her ass rose up. Using one hand, I pushed on her lower belly. The position made me sit over her a little more, but I could still reach the delicate parts I wanted to play with.
"If I had my piercing kit here with me, I would pierce your clit tonight." Several more strikes made her inner thighs a pleasant rose color.
"Mmmmm," she replied angrily.
I knew bringing up piercing would get a response. It was one of her soft limits and though I'd put needles through her nipples, she denied me the permanent decorations. I opened the smaller clamp bag again and removed another set of clamps that I preferred to use on her labia. My cock pressed painfully against my jeans. I leaned back a little, unsnapped my jeans, and lowered my zipper. It would get me through the next few minutes.
Holding her flesh between my thumb and forefinger, I applied the first clamp. Machala stopped breathing for a few moments while absorbing the pinch. When her breath returned to normal, I applied the other one.
They connected with a chain and another chain attached at the middle. The middle chain was much longer. I lifted it upward and clipped it to the hanging nipple clamp chain. Pulling from the center, her nipples extended along with her labia. I watched her fight to still the faint tremor in her limbs.
I dropped the metal, moved back, and dipped my head to her pussy. I pulled the clamps apart and, using just my tongue, licked the rosy, soft skin. Her taste had my cock stiffening impossibly harder. I couldn't help taking another sumptuous taste. The only thing stopping me from the third time was her small sigh of pleasure. No, my naughty girl, it wasn't time for that.
I pulled away and gave a tug to the chain at her nipples. "Off the couch and on your knees."
It took her a moment longer than I liked. I squeezed the right nipple clamp painfully and smiled when she pulled her legs in tight to her chest avoiding mine so she could move. She rolled from the couch, went to her knees, and placed her arms behind her back.
I stood and lowered my jeans. "Look at my cock, girl. I'll be buried deep in your throat in a minute."
Her eyes snapped to mine and I saw a bit more fight. Good. Nothing better than a blow job that I controlled and she fought. She lowered her gaze to my cock and the desire in her eyes gave her true feelings away. We'd see.
I sat back down on the couch, my legs to either side of her arms. She hadn't taken her gaze from my cock. Grabbing the back of her head, I pulled her forward and unbuckled the gag. I let it drop to the carpet while cupping her chin, pinching her mouth so her lips formed an O.
"You know what I like. Make it good and maybe I'll relieve some of your discomfort." I grabbed the center chain and looped it around my balls. "Sit up straighter. I want it pulling on us both."
She didn't say a word, which pleased me.
"Open up, girl." I wrapped my hand in her hair and brought her forward. I knew she wanted to lick and explore. She gave good head, but I didn't want that. I lifted my hips slightly while pushing on her head making her take me deep. She gagged, but I pushed harder. Her hands came around to the front of her body but I pinched down on the nipple clamp knowing it pierced the skin. "None of that now. You'll survive."
A few seconds later, I pulled back on her hair and slid from her throat, allowing her to breathe. "We'll do this my way and the more you fight the more you won't enjoy it."
Her shoulders lowered in seeming defeat, but I knew she hadn't given in completely. She never did. I drew her lips back over my cock loving the warmth of her mouth. My balls contracted when she gagged. It was pure torture having her throat convulse around me, but the chain kept me from coming. I pumped deep and fast knowing she couldn't breathe. By reflex, her arms came forward, but at the fierce look on my face, she stopped. I thrust twice more before pulling away again to watch as she gasped for air. When she'd first become my submissive, we worked on oral a lot. I liked it rough and took enjoyment in a woman finding little. That didn't mean I hadn't given in occasionally. But that wasn't what tonight was about.
I pulled her back and circled one of my hands between us grabbing the chain low and pulling so her pussy felt the pinch. She danced on her knees, but opened her jaws wider. I could go on like this all night and she knew it. I was betting her jaw ached. I gave a few more deep thrusts before pulling her off and untwisting the chain from my balls.
"Move away from the couch and go to your forearms and knees, ass in the air. That's where I'll finish."
She almost said something, but bit the words off and did as I ordered. Her lovely ass was red and welted. I took a wet wipe from my bag before removing the plug. I wiped it off, delaying what I knew she hated. Anal was difficult for her mentally, but she hadn't named it as a hard limit. Maybe she knew it was a deal breaker. I wouldn't have a sub unwilling to take me anally. When I discovered her dislike, it only upped my enjoyment of fucking her ass.
I put on a condom and lubed it lightly before grabbing her hips. "Lower your chest." I pushed her legs together with mine and placed the tip of my cock against her puckered flesh while spreading her ass cheeks with my hands. I pushed in an inch before moving my hands around to the front of her hips to gain leverage. I went in slow but steady not giving her time to relax against the pressure. Her internal muscles squeezed around my dick as I took her in the most intimate way. I fucking needed this.
"I've missed your ass, girl."
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