He took my clit between his lips and teeth, sucking me like a vacuum. A neglected tea pot sound came from my throat, long and high pitched as he stretched my little girl dick to its max. OOOOOOOOOOH! OOOOOOOH OOOOO! GOD! I bellowed. Reverend Johns, my old friend reached a hand to my backside and spanked me with a hard quick swat. I yelped. He didn't miss a drop of the resulting pussy juice and spanked me again. I was surprised. It hurt. I'd never been spanked before. He dug his fingers into my ass flesh mumbling into my pussy "Cindy, you're amazing..." before sucking and swatting me again. I could no longer stand and I fell over him, my breasts grazing his back. "SSSSSHHH, baby" he said to my puffy clitted crotch. He gave me another spank before disentangling and guiding me to the bed.
He laid me face down, ass up, legs spread, feet on the floor. He took my hands and held them behind my back. I felt soft rope going around my wrists. "
Luke?" I asked. Bondage was not my thing! I'd never done it and never wanted to.
"Shhh," he said," you're so pretty, Cindy. You'll always be safe, "he whispered, "I'll always keep you safe, my darling, now that I have you here, you'll always be safe with me."
Ummmm....creepy! Well, I should have been creeped out. I should've been terrified. But there was something in his voice. He spoke with a caress. It was soft and smooth and gentle. You believed there was love in it. You believed that he cared. No wonder his parishioners and the Guild Ladies were so devoted. His creamy buttery tones slipped into my ears and down my spine, relaxing me when I should have been tensed up for a run. He kept talking as he bound my writs, covered my eyes, gagged my mouth and spanked my ass. His words were never violent or mean. He kept praising my looks, my soul, my presence in that same delicious, massaging tone.
My butt was on fire from his hand. I squirmed, flinched and winced. He was quite heavy handed, enjoying my high firm round bottom. He watched the brown flesh reverberate after each spank then he'd cup his hand to feel my contours when he made contact. He reveled in the loud smacking sound that he'd created.
The Reverend's monster cock grew another centimeter and began to ooze. I was oozing myself, on the verge of another cum. oh how I wanted nothing more than for him to fuck me, unbind me and hold me for the rest of the night - no such luck. Luke took his massive drippy cock and spanked my smoldering ass flesh with it. His dick hurt more than his hand. The swats were wilder, more random and harder form the shear weight of the thing. My particularly tight pussy was wet enough to take it though. Under my gag I begged him to fuck me. "Shhh, darling love, soon, my Cinderella, you'll be satisfied, darling, patience, shhh lovely," he said verbally turning me to jello as he whacked me with his unwieldy dong.
Then he stopped. All together. Abruptly walked out of the room silent. Ummm...what now? I tried to get up but I was somehow bound to the bed in the position. Couldn't close or raise my legs either. Ok this bondage thing had gone far enough. It was time to get an inn. I mean yes, I was turned on and all but 20 years and seminary turned my old friend into a freak. Fuck this, I'm out! I wrinkled my face to maneuver the soft cloth from my eyes so that I could at least see how I was bound.
Luke was speaking again. He'd come back into the room. "You're doing beautify, Cindy. Thank you for this special Christmas. You're so gorgeous. Thank you for spending special time with me. Its so wonderful that you're here and we're together at last..." he kept talking like a hallmark card in with that velvet voice. Despite my ordinary desire to heckle him with sarcasm, I was helpless, soothed into a puddle of longing. All I could think was, "please Luke, fuck me, shut up and fuck me."
I felt something push against my pussy. I was about to get excited, thinking he was going to finally fuck me but the object was too cold to be his penis. It was kind of lumpy too. 8 lumps of graduating size he was pushing inside my gushy pussy. He pet it like a cat as he spoke and inserted. "this is the prettiest thing I've seen, Cindy, you keep it so tidy and clean, its beautiful this way, you're so beautiful this way, Cindy..." the 8th lump was much bigger than the others and difficult to take. I struggled with it but he kept talking and petting "mmm, so tight, Cindy, that's lovely darling, so pretty, mmm, there you go, that's it, oooh good my love..."
I really should have been creeped out and could not come to terms about why I wasn't. The things he put inside me felt kind of nice, though. He told me to keep them in no matter what. He was the only one who could take them out. The only one?! Luke stroked the outside of my pussy and my puffy clit with one hand for quite some time before he said "ok, gorgeous, you can stand now" my hands were still tied behind me but I could move my legs and raise my torso. I stood bound, booted and blindfolded.
He turned me round and stood before me. I felt his mouth on my breast. It felt good. No one had suckled me in ages. My body was grateful. My pussy closed in on the balls inside me. oooh! They felt good! He switched breasts, sucking one, teasing the nipple with his tongue while kneading the other pulling the nipple with his fingers. I moaned to cum again and he swatted my raw behind. He stepped away and came back pinching each nipple between his fingers and pulling till they almost hurt but didn't. I gasped. It felt amazing. I'd never felt this. He affixed something to them - I can only assume nipple clamps. Then he did the same to my clit - it hurt a little there but it was ok.
"Walk with me my love" he said in my ear.
To be continued