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True Story! Darlins Mind Fuck

W/we met a couple at Bondage.com...Master F. and slave-s (disguised names to protect the naughty *wink*) W/we met them for a nice dinner up in San Francisco...good food, great conversation, awesome chemistry...The evening ended, and we parted ways agreeing the the next time we all got together, that is would be for play as well.
(fast forward 2 weeks)
Master and i had an "entire weekend" at home to O/ourselves (which are few and far between)...no pitter patter of little feet! So the first evening, after i cooked a nice dinner for the two of U/us, W/we cracked open a nice bottle of cab, lit some candles and relaxed on the couch. The atmosphere soon became rather steamy as Master taunted me with His tongue, teeth, strong hand and very clear commands. i then found myself following Him to O/our bedroom only to be immediately blindfolded, then restrained and immobilized, spread eagle on the bed. (Enigma playing softly in the background) Over the next hour, Master, ever present between my thighs, artfully teased and tortured my pussy, bringing me to the point of orgasm over and over again...only to deny me the pleasure of great release each and every time. At least one full hour of cropping, sucking, and fucking my pussy...with not a single orgasm allowed. Then at the height of it all...He exits the room...leaving my mind to it's own devices...i thought, "where is He going? what will He do next? is He coming back???". my thoughts were racing out of control...(amazing what sensory deprivation does to one's psyche!) then i heard in the distance, ice cubes dropping into a glass. my already swollen clit started throbbing at the thought of ice being rubbed all over it, then shoved into my body...but...to my suprise, this was not to be...
Master re-enters the room and immediately and forcefully shoves Himself right back into my swollen sex...fucking me wildly...and again, no orgasm allowed. He then abruptly stopped and slapped my wet pussy before going to the toy box to see what deviant thing He could do next. He began to artfully apply clothespins and clovers right where He had been focusing all of His attention this night...Now, He has my mind right where He wants it, with the clamps in place and my pussy held open in all of it's wonder... exposed and throbbing...He dives in...sucking my clit, lapping at it...and as i arched my back in ecstasy, shuddering in exasperation, someone grabs up my hair, turns my head, and shoves a cock right into my mouth. Who is this?? It's not Master...He is still between my legs...or is He?? i know that the cock in my mouth is not His...and just as quickly as my mind begins racing, Master leans into my ear and utters the words..."There are 12 people in this room that have either been playing with you or are waiting their turn...once they have all had you, then and only then, will you be allowed to cum."
i don't know how i contained myself, but the mere words He had just spoken were enough to send me flying over the edge! i had no idea who was here, what was coming next and from what direction they would be coming ...He then removed the clothespins...slowly...one by one...After that the clovers. Then He spoke out loud..."You may begin." What came next was a wicked barrage of endless caning, flogging, cropping, biting, slapping, scratching, sucking, dildos and cocks filling every hole...my senses were on overload for the next 2 hours...it was almost too much to bare, as i fought the urge to yell out my safe word...i was crawling out of my skin!
Then all at once everything stopped.
Master leaned into me and whispered into my ear. He said that "He" would now fuck me and because i had been such and obedient little slut, that i may cum without permission when ever i need to...Well...you may as well imagine that it did not take long before i exploded into convulsions that were beyond my control...blood rushing to the surface of my skin in a wave from my curled toes to the top of my tingling head...my ears were ringing and i had been reduced to puddy and then to tears, thanking my Master over and over again. He lightly brushed His fingers over my skin and through my hair, kissing me gently on my forehead, reassuring me that i had pleased Him immensely...then slowly, He removed the mask from my eyes, revealing to me that there were only 2 other people in O/our room that night...Master F. and slave-s. They came in to O/our house as the ice cubes were dropping into His glass...
my wicked, wicked Master...i adore Him so.


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