- BDSM
- Rubber Ducky
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"Are you sure?"
Alice grunted and tried to nod her head, apparently finding pleasure in the way it shifted around the toys between her legs. Bill rested a hand on his captive's ass, pressing lightly into the cleaving strap and pressing the dildo in over and over. Alice's hips began to gyrate almost instantly, and she moaned in abject pleasure, sinking wholly back into her fantasy. Soon Bill noticed that she had begun making short, repeated grunting noises through her gag, clearly trying to speak. Two sharp exhales followed by incoherent groans, over and over. Bill grinned proudly. He knew these sounds. It was a plea he understood quite well:
Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me.
"Happy Birthday, Alice," Bill said lovingly after a while, getting to his feet. "You clearly want to play with your toys, so take some time for yourself. I'll come check on you...eventually."
Alice moaned frantically as his hand left her loins rousingly unfulfilled. The last thing she wanted was to be left alone like this. She thrashed about for a brief moment but yelped when the clamps punished her impatience. Desperate to lure him back without additional wrath, Alice instead begged him incoherently to fuck her once more. Her cries lured him back, but instead of freeing her Bill pulled her clamps agonizingly tight and anchored them again.
Alice moaned long after she heard the door close. More than anything else, she yearned to satisfy the persistent arousal between her legs, pulling at the belt and grinding her thighs together softly. Over and over, she'd cry out in frustration when orgasm remained maddeningly out of reach.
Bill, for his part, took this opportunity to finally relax after a long day. He'd come home from work, flowers and birthday present in hand, to find his wife by the door with her hands bound, wearing a leash and collar. She'd looked into his eyes and said only eleven lustful words: "Tie me up. Tease me. All night. Never be gentle."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoYou were too effective in developing his callousness and a victim frame of mind for her. By the time you revealed the twist, there is a negative view of him. The twist makes the reader miffed she acts the victim instead of owning it. Good job getting the reader invested in the story, even if we are not happy about it. You, author, get points off for for leaving someone alone who is so significantly bound.
gentleoneexploreralmost 9 years agoPerhaps she asked for this on his arrival home but this is more than she expected I would think. This is not right leaving her alone and going to relax. She could become permanently injured especially with the nipple clamps being left on too long. She was a fool to toss the ducky aside and he is cruel and sadist but that may be what she wants. However it is so dangerous to leave a person bound and alone and the damage that could be done is tremendously stupid.
Anonymousalmost 9 years agoInteresting twist on the title. Calculated and highly effective bondage positioning and stimulation. Keep these stories cumming [or, in Alice's case, not cumming]
