It was a Saturday night, and the two ladies were in the living room with their bondage equipment, discussing what scenario that they should use for the evening. “Mum.” Becca said as she sat on the couch in her t-shirt and jeans “Maybe we should spend the night in the nude and chairtied, just as we did once before. This time though, we should both be wearing clamps which are tied to the vibrators with a piece of string, so that when the vibrators activate, our nipples are tormented as well.”

“That might be just a bit too much for all night long.” Beth said, sitting down on a chair in black slacks and a white blouse. “I think that just wearing the clamps will be torment enough for both of us. Anyway, why don’t you get us both a drink, while I work everything out for tonight’s fun.”

Becca rose from the couch, left the living room and made her way down the corridor to the kitchen. That’s odd, I’m sure that the kitchen door had been left open. She slowly opened the door, and noticed that the opposite window was open. Mum, have you been leaving the windows open again? Closing the door behind her, she started to walk towards the window when a gloved hand forcefully covered her mouth, and someone’s left arm was wrapped around her arms and chest. You must have come in through the window and hid behind the door!

“Be still and quiet.” the female voice whispered in her ear “It will be far easier if you obey my instructions. Do you understand?”

The girl nodded, the intruder pulled her hand away from her mouth, the young lady’s wrists were gripped as her arms were pulled behind her back, and it was at this point that Becca tried to call for help. She tried to, but the tape that sealed her lips prevented any sound from escaping her mouth. You must have had the strip of tape in your hand when you placed it over my mouth. I can’t even call to mum for help. Her feeling of confusion stopped when she felt the pressure of cold steel against her wrists, and the ratchet noise confirmed that her hands were cuffed together behind her back.

“Place your ankles together, and don’t try anything, unless you want me to punish you.” The intruder said.

I should have struggled to get free instead of calling for help, but I’m captured now, so I have no other choice. The captive girl placed her ankles together, and the sound of a zipping noise followed by the pressure on her ankles, told her that her legs had been zip tied together.

“We are going to the living room. Hop slowly, and don’t make any noise. It would be regrettable if I had to do something drastic.” The captive girl and the intruder slowly made their way out of the kitchen, down the hallway, and into the living room...

“What’s taking you so long Becca? I could have brought them back myself by now.” Beth said as she went through the items that were in front of the sofa, but her head turned around as she heard the sound of the living room door opening. “Becca, there you-. Oh My God!”

Becca was standing in the doorway, a strip of black duct tape was covering her lower mouth, and a black zip tie bound her ankles together. Behind her daughter was an individual dressed in black trainers, slacks, sweater, and a black woollen hood covering everything but the eyes.

“What have you done to my daughter? Have you hurt her?” Beth shouted as her eyes widened in horror.

Your daughter is not harmed.” The woman said. “All I have done to her is bind and gag her.” The intruder looked down at the equipment on the floor and said “Well, that looks very interesting. It seems that have interrupted something.” Looking back at Beth, the woman in black said “It seems that your daughter or you are no strangers to being bound and gagged, and given some of the other items, it would appear that your evenings are delightfully kinky.”

“If you do anything to hurt Becca, I’ll-“ Beth threatened.

“The only way that your daughter, will be hurt is if you refuse to obey my instructions. The first one is, what is your name.” The intruder said.

“My name is Beth. Why did you ask?” she said.

“If I’m giving instructions, and there’s more than one person, I need to speak to the right person.” The stranger said as she threw a pair of handcuffs and a zip tie onto the couch. “Beth, pick up one of the ball-gags, and gag yourself tightly with it.”

Beth bent over and picked up a large gag with a rubber ball in the centre, and she inserted the ball into her mouth before taking the straps around her face and buckling them tightly at the back of her neck.

“Sit on the couch and zip your ankles together in the crossed position.” Beth sat down, crossed her legs at the ankles, wrapped the plastic item around her ankles, threaded it and pulled it tight, binding her ankles together. “The last instruction you need to follow is to put your hands behind your back and cuff your wrists together.” Becca’s mother picked up the cuffs and closed one of the ends tightly around her right wrist, before taking her hands behind her back and ratcheting the other end shut around her left wrist.

I’m completely helpless now, but at least you are a female intruder which means that we will be safer, as I would be far more afraid if you were a male. Plus, you seem to be very professional in your actions. The captive woman watched as her daughter was forced to shuffle towards a chair and was made to sit down.

“Is your name Becca?” The intruder asked.

The bound girl nodded. “Well Becca, if you and your mother behave, I can promise you that everything will be all right.” The stranger stood up and removed her hood revealing a mass of straight black hair. “My name is Raven. It isn’t my real name, but you can think of me like that. I’m sorry for the intimidation, but that part works easier. However, I cannot tell you the reason for my visit, at least not for the moment.”

Raven sat down on the sofa to the left of the bound woman. “Beth, my first task is to restrain you properly, and I also need to remove your clothes.” She said as she started to unbutton the lady’s blouse.

At this, the bound woman shook her head and protested at the actions of her captor, but the woman continued until every button was undone. You’re going to strip me naked, why? What’s going on here? The intruder turned the woman to the right on the couch, so that it would be easier to pull the captive’s blouse down her arms to her wrists. “Now for your bra.” The clasp at the front of Beth’s bra was unhooked and the item of underwear was slid down the captive’s back as well. I’m topless, and there was nothing I could do to stop it.

“I’m glad that you have plenty of items here. It means that I don’t have to return to my car.” The bound woman’s arms were pulled together so that her elbows touched, and rope was wrapped six times around her arms just below the elbows, with four loops between her arms which were pulled tight in a cinch, and the ends were tied together firmly. “That should hold your arms in place.” The handcuffs were removed from the captive’s wrists, the clothes were slid down over her hands, and another length of rope bound and cinched the lady’s wrists, which prevented any chance of escape.

“I am going to secure you upper body still further.” Raven said as she picked up two long coils of rope, and the first was used the wrap around the bound woman’s chest and arms, above and below her breasts which forced her arms into place. “Your breasts look very pretty when they are defined like this.” The second rope was wrapped around Beth’s waist and lower arms and tied off firmly, and the captive knew that her arms were pressed against her back.

“Now for your slacks.” This comment caused the captive to struggle and squirm, but this proved to be useless as Raven unbuttoned the top and gently slid her slacks down to her ankles. This was soon followed by her panties, and the lady blushed profusely as she was now naked in front of her captor. The nude woman’s legs were bound together tightly at her mid thighs, and above and below her knees. The zip tie around her ankles was cut, her slacks and panties were pulled off her and her footwear was removed.

Beth’s ankles were placed together and securely tied with more rope, which left her helplessly bound in the nude on the couch, and unable to anything but watch as Raven walked over to her daughter.

“You two are almost like two peas in a pod, so I think that you should both have the same level of clothing. Stand up, Becca.” The girl stood up, but she was a little unsteady on her feet owing to the fact that she was bound, and she offered no resistance as her t-shirt was taken over her head and down her arms to her wrists. The elbows of the captive were pulled together so that they touched, and a length of rope bound and cinched them together tightly. The handcuffs were unlocked, the t-shirt was pulled down and the wrists were soon bound and cinched with another length of rope.

The young lady’s upper arms were tightly tied to her chest, as a long piece of rope was wound around her chest and arms at the elbows, and her lower arms were securely bound to her waist with more cord. “Now to finish undressing you.” Raven said as she unbuttoned the captive’s jeans before pulling them along with her panties down to her ankles.

“Sit with your bottom on the edge of the chair.” The bound young lady did so, and her legs were bound together below and above the knees, and at the mid thigh. The zip tie was cut and removed by the intruder who took off the captive’s jeans and panties, and a last length of cord bound the girl’s legs together at the ankles. The intruder picked up another ball-gag from the floor, removed the tape gag and said “Open wide.” The opened her mouth, the ball was inserted between her teeth, and the straps were buckled tightly together at the back of her neck.

“You didn’t seem to want to fight against me as I stripped you, Becca.” Raven said, and the girl blushed at the comments of her captor.

“Have you been tied up naked before?” At this, the bound young lady blushed even more. “You have, haven’t you?” The captive nodded as her cheeks turned crimson. Raven turned and looked at the girl’s mother. “I wonder who could have done that.”

It was Beth’s turn to blush deeply as the intruder walked over to her. “You’re her mum and you tied her up in the nude?” There was the slightest of nods from the older captive in response to the question. “And has your daughter tied you up naked as well?” Again there was a little nod.

The intruder walked back to where Becca was sitting, and the girl was made to stand on the right on the chair as her captor sat down. A squeal was emitted from the girl’s gagged mouth as the woman took hold of the captive who suddenly found herself bent over Raven’s lap.

“I think that a little punishment is in order.” The intruder said as she brought her right hand down against the girl’s bottom in a loud smack.

You’re spanking me! The girl writhed and squirmed in the intruder’s grip, but any attempt to escape was futile, and she cried out five more times as her posterior was punished. They only stung, why didn’t you hit me harder? The spanks halted and the girl moaned as her bottom was gently smoothed. That feels so enjoyable after what you just did to me. After a few minutes, the girl received six more smacks but they didn’t seem to be as painful as before, and the smoothing felt even better.

At the third set of six spanks, Becca pressed herself against her captor’s lap in order to maximise the effect of the blows on her bottom, and the caress afterward was wonderful. However, the captive on the settee was shaking her head and protesting through her gag as she saw the punishment of her daughter, whose bottom was already going red. “Would you prefer it if I punished you instead?” The intruder asked.

If it stops you from hurting my daughter, then yes. The nude woman on her couch nodded her head, hoping that her daughter would be spared from any further spankings. The intruder stood up and put the girl back in the chair before walking over to the mother and sitting on her left. The captive yelped as she was grabbed and forced to lie across her captor’s lap, and she screamed as a hard stinging blow landed on her derriere. Five more smacks impacted on her cheeks but the captive noticed that something was strange. They stung, but they could have been even harder. You are going easy on me. The caresses of the captive’s bottom felt pleasurable as her cheeks were stinging from her spanking, and she writhed gently on her captor’s lap.

Another six spanks landed on Beth’s bottom, but it seemed to be enjoyable, especially as it was followed by another caress of her posterior, and she also pressed her body against her captor’s lap for the next six blows.

“I think that both of you ladies have been punished enough for tying each other up in the nude.” Raven said as she put Beth back into a sitting position on the couch, before helping the young captive stand up and making her hop to the couch on her mother’s left.

The bound girl was made to sit down, and the intruder picked up four short pieces of rope which he used to bind the two captives together. The first piece was used to tie the captives’ ankle bonds together, with one end tied to the young girl, and the other end to her mother. The second bound the captives together at the ropes just above the knees, the third at their waist ropes, and the fourth was at the chest bonds.

“You two look wonderful like that. Talk about mother-daughter bonding...”

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She finally gave it up, all of this for a three of diamonds.

Only our fourth scene encounter but so far we have been exceeding each other’s expectations. I am a rookie at this; she has the experience in the lifestyle and has shown great patience, kindness and “mercy” to me. No safe words used yet but I know she could make me sing it out very quickly if she wanted too.

Her being the pain slut has made it somewhat miserable for me. I have come to love this woman, (do not want a relationship but I think I see it coming.) It tears me up to whip and beat and torture her hot ass body but it is what she wants, craves, grows with and gets major release from. Up until today she had not relented. I hope I have not hurt her feelings but she had it coming, as I’m sure I will at our next meeting.

The session started just about four hours ago and aftercare is starting. She was not bound, bent over a lounge chair taking a cane to her firm round ass. She moved swiftly when asked then endured a longing whip and then a flogger. I could see the high she was on, (it was probably close to what I looked like last month after a five hour bondage/teasing/introduction to pain session.)

I had not specified the pain part of it and she kind of scared me. But it felt life changing! I am still not over it, in a good way.

Lowering her from her standing position she was laid face down on the floor, seated on her lower back I slowly braided a rope into her long black hair, my wet member resting on her spine. I attached her wrist, elbows, boobs, midsection, thigh and ankle ropes to the clevis hook then added thigh and legs wraps. Slowly lifting her off of the floor, a few adjustments she is now hanging at waist level.

Her firm and toned body works a little with the bondage and I can see she could stay here all day as I work and rub a little life back into her very red backside, her refusing any aloe, not wanting to give away any of the pain. I think she is in wonderland right now and my excitement is very solid but that will have to wait.

I got to my brand new, (clean and tested) butt plug and combo G-spot/clit vibrator dildo out and put them right in front of her as she was shaking her head no. I raised her up to chest level and whispered into her ear. “Do you remember you safe word? Show me” She gave the visual signal and I asked her if she wanted to use it. Ha! Permission.


I worked her sex a little with my mouth, got her very close and stopped. Ignoring her begging and pleading I lubed up the butt plug and slowly got it started, a little more, little more and bam, it’s home, (it is rather small for a butt plug but I think it has a chainsaw motor inside.) I add a short section of rope and insert the G-spot / clit vibrator and get it lined up and tied at the base and it looks like a perfect fit and placement.

Rolling the portable massage table under her I take my place on it. (Last night she totally blew any massage I ever received out of the water even without a happy ending.) I just look into her eyes and feel so lost but am resolved not to show it. I the “Dom” am powerless to get the secret information within the parameters that have been set without breaking this woman. Sure, I could just beat her until she relented, (maybe next time?) but that does not give her what she needs.
This D/s relationship seems backwards for us, way new terroriorry for me so I am good either way. But when I top she gets what she wants and vice versa. At least it sounds backwards, any help on this? Please suggest it but this is working very well for us.

For the first time I am confident, very comfortable, watching her squirm, unable to climax, bound, suspended, helpless… I just need to decide how long to make her wait, either way, she is going to talk before release.

I show her the wireless remotes for the combo vibe and butt plug and yes, they cost a bunch! Setting both to the random setting, level two; the look on her face was priceless when the butt plug spun up to level ten for calibration. This will be fun, screw those whips and floggers!

Teasing her nipples and caressing every part of her body I can reach, especially her face, ears and nose with no pain she is now begging me to “Please f&%k me” Placing my middle finger between her clit and the very intermittent vibrating sex toy that is starting to drive her crazy I dampen a pretty intense and short burst of energy pushing her frustration level just a little deeper.

The look on her face, no real way to describe it. Haggard, intense but relaxed, bound, but free? I almost do not recognize her, but do. She looks like I felt last month; I came so close to the safe word. I cannot, under any circumstance, push her past that word. Give me that edge! I quickly remove my finger as the vibe starts and watch her face and body move into it and then, it is gone.

Her eyes are begging and she just blurts out, “Finish me”

“Careful now” I told her.

Her eyes are just burning through me, begging and pleading. Her sex is dripping, fingering her and pushing the vibe out of the way I finger and thumb her just like she showed me, just to the edge, fighting for space/displacing the electric cock, bringing her right to the edge and keeping her there, not letting her go over, just as the vibes kick in I manual control them to level ten with my finger on the stop buttons, bam. Just caught it, her panting, moaning, almost to a scream, dripping sweat… Back to level two.

The look I get, pissed, but loving, mad, horny, HOT! And helpless...

Both of us got water but only one walked out of the door, her, dangling after a little kiss and push, slowly swaying to a stop with the baby monitor out of sight. Both vibes set to a slow but steady teasing, a constant reminder of who is in control. Hopefully enough to make her crack and give up the info in exchange for an orgasm.

Let’s see, she did Italian, I am going to do American. I prep two beautiful rib eyes, salt, pepper, garlic salt and a little, (three time what you would think is normal) kosher salt, olive oil and butter on the counter, prep a really nice fresh salad, potatoes in the oven and now typing…..this, or starting to, with a raging…well, you know. I prep the garlic cheese bread with real butter and quietly make my way upstairs.

Still hanging around I see “as I walk into the room, she is somehow facing the door, her braided ponytail holding her head high after the last adjustment. “Finally ready to play?” she said with an exasperated look on her face.

Teased again as another wave rushed over her from the level two vibes and just as quickly stopped. She had not given me any reason to gag her, I really want to, but we have rules

Approaching with a glass of ice water, which she drinks heartily I check the bondage; I love these knots, killer for suspension, six wraps and a dead knot (she taught me). This girl is dripping all over the floor and the vibes kick in and I just have to watch, her pushing down toward the floor, the bondage, gripping her tight and then the vibes stop.

“Can I get you anything?” I ask her.

“No sir”

Giving her a long and slow very deep passionate kiss I whisper into her ear, “Give up the information please”

She just smiled and said “No thank you sir” I told her I could just leave her here all night, bound and helpless, hanging on the edge of climax until she relented. She responded, “Do what you must, Sir”

I hear the timer on the stove go off and moved toward the door instructing her not to go anywhere. A little more prep in the kitchen and I am back upstairs getting undressed. She is intently and seductively staring at my very firm cock as I again climb on the massage table after adjusting the hair rope so she can look down at me.

After a few very good kisses I grabbed the remotes and settled under her. Random, level seven and enter and her eyes lit up and then closed. She is panting and moaning toward the first of many explosions when her body tensed and shuttered and she let out a minor scream that was not stopping. She is breathing wildly as she gets ready for the next orgasm. The view I have is unbelievable, she is trying to move in a very strict and bound state like she is trying to escape the next orgasm as she comes again and again.

I ratchet up the butt plug a little and her eyes open as she has another intense orgasm. They are almost right on top of each other now, almost continual. As one moment she is fighting and then the next surrendering to it. Wave after wave, her screams very loud, her body tense unable to control any of this. Her eyes are closed tightly when suddenly she makes eye contact and has another climax that did not seem to stop.

The bondage is holding very well for all of her effort against it and she is swinging slightly above me as she continues to come over and over again. OK then, level ten, random and enter for both toys. She let out a very deep moan as she rode another very intense climax.

“Mercy please” she managed to say between convolutions.

“Information first please”

“Please sir, Mercy Please!” As another wave consumed her and took over her body. She was fighting for breath as the next wave hit and she let out another very deep moan as her body shook into one constant giant climax that was not stopping. Her eyes are open but rolled back as she is shaking her head back and forth and trying to say something. Oh shit! That is the safe signal. I turn both units off as quick as I can. How long did it take me to see that? Shit!

She is shaking and panting trying to catch her breath, covered in sweat and I am covered with her bodily fluid. She looks like she has just been through world war three, her eyes are still closed as she barley mumbles; “three of diamonds, three of diamonds, three of diamonds” as she slumped into the bondage.

I quickly lowered her down and untied all of the bondage. As I gently rolled her over she had a very content look on her face and as she opened her eyes she cracked a sly smile and repeated, “three of diamonds” She is still shaking but has caught her breath and is starting to move her limbs as she reaches up and pulls me in for a short kiss and then whispers into my ear. Good job stud!

Aftercare is not normally something she needs but tonight was a little different for her. We had a very good meal and starting to sack out when she pulled the covers back and proceeded to give me an amazing blow job. A sperm laded kiss goodnight and we both passed out, both very happy and content. I feel I have accomplished a great deal but am now a little worried about our next meeting. Probably not a smart move but I think I will leave it up to her.

The End

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The lock on the door clicked as I turned the key. The flight had been long, the seats had been uncomfortable and my husband had forgotten to pick me up from the airport. As I opened the front door to our house I shrugged my travel bag off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Unpacking could wait until tomorrow!

I slipped off my smart high heeled shoes and padded up the staircase, my nylon covered feet made very little sound on the carpet until I reached the creaky step. Our house was old and it had more than it's fair share of noisy floorboards and wonky walls!

As I slipped into the bedroom I could see my husband curled up under the covers. Quietly I peeled off my clothes and slid between the warm sheets alongside his naked body, my hand traced his unconscious boner as I settled into place.

In the warm room my eyes drooped as I relaxed into the deep pillows.

"I didn't know you'd be back tonight..." Muttered my husband behind a yawn, the erection beneath the sheets fading.

Something wasn't right...

Quickly I shuffled to the edge of the bed and glanced over the side. My husband jumped as my eyes adjusted to the dark.

"It's not what you think..." He began, it was exactly what I thought! There, under the bed, naked as the day she was born was a pretty little blonde. With rope tied around her ankles, knees and wrists she couldn't move anywhere in a hurry.

Leaping out of my bed I confronted my husband "Out!"

Silently he reached for his trousers but I shook my head. "Out!" I repeated. Despite his protestations he was soon outside the front door, exposed to the elements watching helplessly as I turned the key in the lock.

I pulled the curtains closed. He could find himself somewhere else to sleep tonight!

With my husband safely evicted I returned to the bedroom to find his muse.

I don't actually mind my husband playing around, we both work crazy hours all around the world and sometimes a quick shag on the side is a great end to an evening. The reason my husband was currently circling our house looking for a way in while cupping his genitals with both hands was the fact his latest squeeze was in my bedroom, in my sheets while I'm waiting for him to pick me up from the airport!

In not a sadistic woman by nature but I was going to have fun now. There was no way this little blonde beauty was ever going to want to sleep with my husband again!

I examined the pretty little thing as I re entered the bedroom. I knew from experience that my husband's bondage skills were second only to the professionals and in testament to them the captured beauty had only managed to struggle a few feet across the floor. I had to admit, the man had taste. The pint sized cutie had a pretty face behind her bedraggled hair, her ass was perfectly complemented by the bindings around her knees and ankles and the expression of fear on her face was priceless. I noticed for the first time a dark red rubber ball protruding from her lips, the bastard had used my ball gag on her!

It took a minute for me to reassure the trembling girl, I wasn't going to hurt her! Quickly I reached into the discarded bondage bag which lay a few feet away, to her surprise I fastened her elbows together tightly with a length of matching hemp rope. Manhandling the young woman was a simple task and moments later I was examining my prisoner's breasts. The fleshy tits rolled under my hands and her nipples hardened to my touch. Wasting no time I retrieved another length of hemp rope and wrapped them firmly until the restricted blood flow caused them to darken and swell.

With my slave moaning under my touch I rolled her onto the floor in preparation for the hogtie.

The young girl's back arched beautifully as I tightened the ropes, with her weight resting on her bound tits and her arms and legs completely immobilised she had no chance to resist as I braided the rope into her hair and forced her head back towards her bound toes. Lost in the intensity of the moment she closed her eyes, relinquishing control to her new mistress.

Satisfied that my prisoner's bondage was complete I sat myself down in front of her. I was very aware of my nudity as I placed one leg either side of her bound frame. With her hair tied to her toes there was nowhere for her to look other than at my neatly trimmed pussy.

"Right." I stated as I pushed some stray bangs from her eyes "you've been fucking my husband which I believe makes you indebted to me. I'm going to take your gag out and when I do you're going to use that pretty little mouth of yours to make me cum." She looked nervously at me "Right now you're weighing your options but remember I've been in that hogtie, you think that's tight? Believe me it's not tight until those sexy toes of yours are pressed against the top of your head!" Her eyes widened.

Slowly I removed the gag from her mouth and slid forward on the carpet. "And once you've made me cum I'm going to ensure that you never want to fuck my husband again!"

Apparently convinced by my threat and eager to make sure she pleased me before I took my revenge the bound girl began eagerly lapping away at my pussy. I love oral sex from almost any participant but there's something special about getting it from another woman. Perhaps it's their awareness of how good it feels? Whatever the reason my slave's enthusiasm left nothing to be desired. The sight of her hair tugging her feet each time her head moved only added to the eroticism.

Despite briefly attempting to hold back the tide I could feel my orgasm bearing down on me like a tidal wave. Caught in the moment I pulled my prisoner's head deep into my pussy. Ignoring her muffled cries of protest at her pulled hair I thrashed in pleasure as the climax escaped me.

Glowing with the aftermath I looked at my slave, forcefully I rolled her onto her side. Lovingly I stroked my tingling clit, enjoying the sensations as the wave faded. My fingers were dripping wet...

"I can see two ways to do this," I addressed the bound girl lying on her side before me "I don't want you fucking my husband again... So we have two options. Pain," I slapped down hard on her bound breast, the sensitive flesh shook on impact and the girl cried out "or pleasure..." I slipped my well lubricated hand between her immobilised thighs and made contact with her clit. Her eyes closed and she shuddered in response "so which will it be?" I asked.

"Please don't hit me..." she muttered between gasps. So it was decided, I was going to make this slave cum until she begged for mercy. If she'd desired my husband that was nothing to how she'd feel after a session with me! With a wicked grin on my face I slipped my finger deep into her pussy.

Toying with a girl whose legs are bound together is not easy, the key is lots of lubrication. After squeezing almost an entire tube onto my hand I easily slipped my fingers between the thighs of my captive. The girl offered no resistance as I massaged her clit, driving her wild with my hands. First one finger then another slipped inside her, attacking her g-spot from within and toying with her clit with my thumb drove the poor girl over the edge.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as the orgasm rushed over her, her mouth opened and she gasped skyward as I continued my relentless assault on her pussy. With no chance of escape and no lull in my work the pint sized blonde was helpless.

I had begun to lose track of the poor girl’s orgasms but after either five or six I relented. The tiny creature was now a puddle of juices, sweat and bliss in my arms. Gently I held her head, wrapping my arms around her tightly bound frame.

"So, do we understand each other?" I asked. Carefully she nodded, her hair was still tethered to her feet and restricted her movement. Reluctantly I released my play thing, she’d been a most enjoyable evening of entertainment. Shakely she gathered her clothes from various corners of the room before padding down the stairs and letting herself out.

I never did find out her name...

The End

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