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Liberator Lusty Lit 2019: More, Please

Liberator Lusty Lit 2019
Liberator Lusty Lit 2019: More, Please

Liberator Lusty Lit 2019: More, Please

“Are you ready?”

“Yes, sir.”

She was standing at the foot of their bed, naked but for her collar and wedding band, facing the headboard she couldn't see through the blindfold he had put on her. She was spread-eagle —hands tied to each bedpost, legs splayed open by the Talea Spreader Bar he had cuffed her into.

He had made her beg him for this, of course. Made her beg on her knees with his cock in her mouth. In the 3 days since, he had touched and teased her, ordered her to touch herself as he watched, built her into a near frenzy of desire, all the while refusing to allow her to come. It was delicious torture to them both. 

He stood behind her and used a clamp to pull the hood of her clit back to expose the small, sensitive knot of nerves underneath. Then he positioned the Wanda Magic Wand Toy Mount in front of her so that the Wand barely touched the head of her clit. She gasped softly as he turned it on at the lowest setting. He put clamps on each nipple and chained them together. 

Without warning, he turned the Wand all the way up and walked to his chair to sip his drink and watch her writhe and scream as the Wand pulled orgasm after orgasm out of her. She was helpless to stop the onslaught of sensation.

When her screams became pants, he turned off the Wand and soothed her by gently caressing her skin from her neck to her calves. The orgasms had primed her body to feel the slightest touch as a welcome assault. His gentle fingertips scored trails of fire over her as she moaned. 

“Good girl. Time for your reward.” 

He spanked her lightly, knowing each stroke was magnified to her now. Insatiable, she begged him for more, for harder. He complied. When her ass was a glowing pink-red, he stilled his hand. He massaged her roughly with his hands and both soothed and encouraged the burning sting. 

He pulled back from her and she smiled in anticipation as she heard his zipper open. 

He held her firmly by her hips as he slid his cock into her cunt and began thrusting hard but slowly, each stroke slamming his hips into her burning skin. She was lost in the pleasure of being filled by him, used for his pleasure. He felt her muscles tightening around him as she neared another climax.

Still hard, he pulled out of her. The loss of him inside her caused her the only true pain she’d felt that night. 

“Not yet, my beautiful slut. I want your tits to match your ass before you come again.”

He repositioned the Wand under her clit and turned it on. It rumbled into her as he stood behind her. The sharp sound of the crop kissing her breasts was enough to make her dripping wet, and he took full advantage by plunging his fingers inside her between strokes of the crop, then roughly lavishing the wetness onto her breasts. Stroke, plunge, lavish. Over and over until she was giddy, on the edge, lost to reason and time and everything but the gift he was giving her. The wetness intensified the pain-pleasure of the crop on her flesh. She was thrashing against her restraints —every movement causing the chain between her clamps to tug on her nipples, making her wilder yet, wild and mindless in her ecstasy.

Then the Wand was gone and she panicked as she realized her arms and legs were free. Seconds later, she calmed with excitement as she felt him lift her and place her on the bed. 

“Present your ass, whore.” She shivered in delight at the command in his voice and the taboo word turned into a compliment. He placed her head down, her forehead resting comfortably on the edge of their Heart Wedge Pillow, and put the Talia behind her knees and cuffed her wrists and ankles to the bar. 

She sighed contentedly as he gently worked the lube into her asshole, opening her for him. She wasn't sure which hole he would use for his cock. She wanted him in both and he wanted to fill her the way she deserved to be filled.

He was too ravenous to hold back any more, so he filled her ass with a plug and slammed his cock into her cunt. He took her harder than he knew he could. The tension of days of anticipating this moment, the joy of years of loving her and wanting her allowed him to embrace the raw, primal power of his lust. He couldn't stop, not unless she needed him to stop. She was sobbing from the pleasure and love that hurt more than pain ever could. Stopping was the farthest thing from her mind at that moment. 

Again and again, he thrust with his whole being, and she took it all with her whole being. Their climax built quickly and hit them both with beautiful violence that left them gasping and shuddering together.

After a few moments, he pulled out of her and off of her. He removed her cuffs and clamps and plug and blindfold and gathered her into his arms. He held her tenderly and tightly and she snuggled safely into him. As their breathing calmed and synchronized, she lifted her head from his shoulder and turned to him with a saucy smile that begged him yet again.

“More, please.”

“Yes, ma’am.” 

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