Chapter 2
He sat on the edge of the bed, back to being fully clothed. She was seated on his lap, nothing but her collar and cuffs on, legs on either side of her Master's. His hands wandered over her body, touching her, teasing her, his fingers moving over her flesh with all the skill of someone who's spent hours finding all her most sensitive places. He nibbled on her neck, pinched her nipples, and basically drove her back into the frenzy she'd been in earlier.
Once she returned to being a shivering mess he hit start on the tape.
The hungry, delirious cock slut on the screen continued to cry out in muffled pleasure as her Master pounded her shivering pussy. He held onto her hips, pulling her into him, forcing his cock deeper into her tight wet cunt. She seemed to never stop cumming from the time he first filled her up. It was the slight change in the sounds she made that was all he had to go by - differences she couldn't hear even to this day.
The rotor helped to keep her on edge even as she started to come down from her first high. He smacked her ass, pulled her hair, and let words slip into ears that were nearly as effective as the rotor for pushing her back toward that edge. He played with the plug in her ass idly as his own orgasm grew, pushing it in and out slightly, talking about the things he meant to do to her tight ass. He pushed the plug in deeply and demanded that she cum. The order almost didn't beat the action as the ropes tightened and she screamed her pleasure into the gag, her body shuddering as he filled her full of his own pleasure.
Her thanks were mumbled tiredly into the mattress as he pulled out of her, the mix of their shared pleasure slipping down her thighs as the rotor was removed from her.
On the bed his fingers had slipped between her legs, he kissed her neck, teased her clit, played with her tits. He murmured words into her ear only half understood in her haze.
"Such a sweet little slut. Dazed happy little pet getting so wet watching herself. The best is yet to come, my dear whore."
The girl on the TV was turned onto her back, the pillows were left under her hips, pushing her swollen clit out and forcing her legs wide as her body was tied back into place. She was still so lost in pleasure that she wasn't much help, but the two men working together really didn't need her assistance. The ball gag was removed, and her Master helped her to drink some water. He spoke to her kindly, making sure she was aware enough to drink without choking as knots were checked and her legs were pulled wide before being tied into place.
The wand came back into view, already purring before it was even pushed against her clit. In no time at all she went from dazed to on edge.
After it was pulled away she began to beg for it - alert and completely focused on the moment once again.
"What a greedy undeserving pet," her Master all but growled. "Spilled a drink, didn't greet all of the guests properly, and then she has the nerve to beg for another orgasm after already having cum before now. Tsk, tsk, tsk."
"I'm sorry Master, I can't help but be greedy. You make everything feel so good." She squirmed as she spoke, doing her best to look innocent.
His grin made her pale. "Interesting word choice, pet."
The snappy flog came down on her swollen sensitive clit. His hand slipped over her mouth as she screamed, the ropes pulling tight and her toes curled. The little lash painted her legs, her stomach, her tits, he kept his hand over her mouth during his relentless assault. He let the thread of the flog slip over her skin lightly, causing her to laugh nervously and squirm with anticipation.
He slipped the blindfold over her eyes, and her breath came in panting gasps, her body trembled without him even touching her. She jumped as the flog sliced through the air, not even touching her. He let long moments of silence slip by, only bringing the flog down on her tits or clit when she would begin to speak or beg.
He smacked her face, and gave her a simple command. "Open." was all he said before pushing the large O-ring into her mouth. It barely fit, and after too long would begin to make her jaw ache. The camera man straddled her chest, slipping his cock in past the open mouth gag.
"Show your appreciation to the camera man, pet, and your punishment will be swift." Her Master promised her as the snappy flog bit at the soles of her feet. She writhed at the sensation, but did her best, lifting her head and taking as much of the cameraman's cock into her mouth as she could. She licked and moved her head as much as she could, trying her best to pleasure someone else as her Master worked his way up her leg. She didn't need to moan, she grunted and screamed against the cock in her mouth, whimpering as the snappy flog moved closer and closer to her pussy.
"Don't look away, pet." He purred as they sat on the bed. His fingers, covered in the pleasure of her quivering cunt slipped inside her mouth. She sucked and licked them clean without needing to be told, trying to keep her eyes focused on the whore before her. He could feel her body jump slightly with every crack of the flog. Her body shivered against his, and her soft mewling sounds were adorable as she did her best to focus on the tape.
The snappy flog stopped before reaching her cunt, and instead smacked against her other foot, beginning it's slow ascent up her leg again.
"Hurry and make our good friend cum, pet, if I make it to your pussy I'm going to have to use the nipple clamps..." Her body yanked at the ropes at his words, and she began moving faster along the man's cock, trying ever harder to urge him to cum.
"She's doing pretty good for someone unable to use her lips." The cameraman mused. "Can I help her?"
"If you want, be my guest." Came the reply as the flog snapped along the backside of her knee just as the cameraman pushed himself deeper into her mouth. She yelped and choked at the same time, continuing to move along the man's shaft even as she gasped and sputtered, doing her best to make sure he understood it was okay.
The camera man sucked in a breath grabbing her hair with his free hand, fucking her throat a little harder as the flog inched ever closer to her tender clit. She felt him cum before she heard him admit to it, his warm pleasure coating her throat before he let it spill on to her face. Her tongue came out, cleaning up what she could reach. As the flog came down on her clit on the TV her Master's fingers grabbed onto it as she sat on the bed, his vice-like grip causing her to gasp, and that gasp slipped into a strangled and surprising orgasm as his cock pushed into her pussy.
The TV came to a halt as he hit the pause button and turned them both over, pressing her against the bed as her feet scrambled to find the floor and steady herself in time for him to push inside her again. He leaned over her, pinning her wrists with his hands and pressing her into the mattress.
"A quick break, my sweet little pet, before we continue."
"Yes Master <3"
(Chapter 3 coming soon! please don't kill me... )
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