The Weekend, part 1

Here's one of many sexy events that happened in one weekend, over 10 years ago, with a deliciously kinky and gorgeous ex-fiancee who was also my 24/7 livestyle slave. We put aside all our obligations and activities that weekend, to be purely master and servant, with sex all weekend long. I'll post more stories at some point with the rest of it; it was probably the best weekend of my whole life.

I blindfolded her and tied her to a reclining chair, legs spread. bullet vibe inside her. Another small vibe strapped to her clit. Feathers hung down from the ceiling, tickling her exquisitely-sensitive nipples.

The vibe on her clit was attached to a contact switch under her ass (yeah, I was a geek back then too). When she arched her hips, raising her ass off the chair, the vibe turned on. If she relaxed and laid back on the chair, the vibrator turned itself off. Unattended torture! Evil, just the way I like it. The bullet vibe inside her had a wire attached and a hand-held speed adjustment which I adjusted occasionally.

I'd saved the vibrators as a surprise, just for this special occasion. This was the first time she'd ever felt a vibrator in her life. She was kinky, yes, but experienced, no. She'd been with jocks and models and guys who were much better looking than I, but who didn't know crap about sex. All of her wild bondage, domination, and teasing fantasies had only happened in her dreams. This was a new experience for her. She was completely unable to process what was happening to her.

After tying her up and attaching her to all this apparatus, I left her there for about a half hour, stopping in to check on her every 10 minutes or so.

I wish i had taken a picture. A hot, beautiful, desperately-aroused woman, completely helpless, and being tormented with stimulation she couldn't escape, didn't understand, and had never felt before. Damn she was beautiful, even without all that.

It turned me on so much, after I'd left her there a good long time, walked in and started rubbing my now rock-hard cock against her body, teasing her skin with the touch of it: soft and smooth and hot. On her nipples, rubbing it against them so lightly. On her neck, on her arms, again, lightly, wherever I could reach. Teasing up to her neck. Her head turned towards it, mouth open, wanting. I teased near her lips. Pulled away. Teased near her lips again. She loved to suck dick, and she was magnificent at it. After a while, I gave her the head of my cock to suck on. She sucked so eagerly, so desperately, it stunned me. Her sucking said MORE MORE MORE PLEASE. I removed the switch from beneath her ass, and held it in my hands. "Lay back", I said. I grabbed the control for the other vibe in my other hand, while also using it to steady myself.

I put my cock to her lips, and she took it into her mouth eagerly. Because of the angle I was standing over her, in order to reach her mouth, my dick was facing straight out, perpendicular to my body. It felt even harder that way. It was like a cannon aiming directly at her. Her lips were fastnened so securely, I did not worry about falling out.

I turned both vibes on full speed.

She bucked against the restraints, and sucked on my cock so desperately, as if for life, for relief, for comfort, for mercy. Out of desire, and perhaps even of fear. Loud moans that sounded almost like muffled screams, came from her throat. The humming felt beautiful against my cock. Her mouth was dripping wet, her breaths fast and hot.

I worried for a moment that she might choke. After all, there wasn't much room for her to move. I've never been a shove-it-down-your-throat kind of guy, never grabbed a woman's head while she sucked on me, none of that. But she sucked so eagerly, was breathing so heavily and so freely through her nose, that I stopped worrying.

I turned the first vibrator on and off, and the other vibrator up and down, at random and unpredictable times. When both were on, she sucked me harder and more enthusiastically and with more passion than I've ever been sucked, by anyone, before or since. It was magnificent sensation and I don't think I can describe adequately how it felt.

Finally I turned both vibrators full blast, without mercy. I let go of the controllers, and steadied myself with both hands. I may have reached over to play with her nipples occasionally too. She was a wreck. And her sucking became even more despearate, not so much sucking, as pleading, which was certainly the meaning of the anguished moans vibrating against my dick.

I'd read in porn stories many times before the cliche about cumming like a volcano, but always chuckled at it and never really understood what that meant. Now I do. I came, and came, and came. Spurting and squirting, and spurting again, in a straight line, directly down her throat. She swallowed and swallowed some more, out of desire, sure, but also as if the swallowing were a reflex she couldn't help but do, or she was afraid not to do. Again and again, as much as my body demanded of her, and it kept going. A needy, aching kind of swallowing. She was saying "please, master" with her throat, with her whole body. and I came so thoroughly that I felt lightheaded.

I eventually untied her. I loved holding her after torturing her. She was so pliant, so mushy, so helpless. She curled up into my arms, still shaking.

"You made me swallow your cum, Master". She looked at me with slave eyes: an amazed, innocent, completely open look, eyes innocently wide-open, mouth open, like Jane Fonda in "Barbarella". She looked like that often. Which is why she was so hot, and why I loved her so much. I still miss her every day.

She'd swallowed me quite a few times before that, and after that too, but never this eagerly or this completely. What made it so hot or her, was being forced to do it. What made it so hot for me, was how willingly and enthusiastically she did it. Funny how the former created the latter. I didn't intend it that way but I guess it worked out, to her deep satisfaction, and mine too.

I don't think I've ever cum so hard in my life, before or since.