I follow Master upstairs as commanded. I still have loose ropes hanging from my neck from the idle playing He did while we watched American Psycho (I had never seen it before). He played again with the ropes, binding my hands, wrists, and forearms so tightly there wasn’t a chance I could move. But the binds weren’t symetric enough for pictures so again I was released.
After a quick break, I return to have him lace a simple loop around each of my wrists, my arms now being controlled as if I was a purchased marionette doll. Quickly he positioned me on the bed and secured each wrist to the slats on the very sturdy headboard. He spread my legs and suddenly shoved my favorite toy deep into my cunt, hurting but making me shiver at the same time. I’m commanded to stay silent which forces my screams to be expressed through tightening muscles and biting my own flesh. . I raise my legs until my toes are gripping the very same headboard my hands are fastened to. He orders me to stay right there and grabs more rope. Suddenly my ankles are strapped to my newfound wall of restraint.
At this point I should explain that my favorite toy just happens to be a custom mold of my Master’s cock. Not as long but definitely as thick and with that same large head that after 5 years I STILL have a hard time receiving without pain.
He quickly and very roughly shoves the toy back into my swollen pussy, then takes a few strokes with his own cock. I’m pulling against my ropes, losing feeling in my hands and feet, and still trying very unsuccessfully to keep silent. Suddenly, he plunges his cock hard into my ass and shoves the toy back into my pussy! Somehow I was experiencing my first double-penetration with my Master’s cock in both holes at once! The sensation was overwhelming. I screamed. I came. I started having twitches in muscles I didn’t know existed while he balanced the toy against his pelvis and just kept pounding as I screamed YES! YES! YES! I could feel as the two heads inside of me overlapped, rubbing against each other. I could see the flesh of my stomach puffing out every time he pushed further inside of me. I felt like I was being split in two and at the same time I felt head to toe covered in lust! When he finally came I couldn’t move or breathe. He untied the ropes from the headboard and went to take a shower. Unable to move, think or speak, I just lay there, legs spread and a look of confusion on my face. He had fucked me stupid.
It took about 20 minutes (or at least it felt that long) for me to have the sense to get up and shower myself. Dizzy and still confused I made my way back to bed and we watched a little television. I still had the sensation of being double-stuffed and it just wouldn’t go away. My skin was crawling with the need for his cock again, and I asked permission to kiss it goodnight. The moment I touched my lips to his head the hunger was undeniable. I began rolling his head on my tongue… swallowing it back until I could feel the shaft swelling and choking me. I was starving and I wanted nothing more than to have his cock forcing down the back of my throat and as much as I hadn’t gotten permission to give him head, I could not stop myself. My hand reached around his hip, grabbing him and thrusting him into my face, hurting my throat and bringing me close to another orgasm. And then, just as quickly as this hunger came over me, it was torn away as he snapped at me to stop and go to bed.
I fell asleep still wondering how such a brutal fucking had made me even MORE cock hungry rather than wear me out. I wondered if perhaps I really am a whore deep down inside for enjoying it the way I did. I wondered if Master enjoyed it as much as I did, and if He thought less of me for giving into the pure primal hunger without consent. Mostly though… I thought that I can’t believe I just got the same perfect cock in all three of my holes so quickly, roughly, forcefully, and satisfyingly.
