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The Visit
Part 4 – Torment and explosion.
I stand there staring at your body in its confines.
You know I'm staring at you.
Although you've just had one of the biggest and best orgasms of your life, you want more...
You want me back inside you.
"What the hell is he doing?" you ask yourself.
There is no sound or movement. I am still.
I am looking you up and down.
Your engorged boobs.
Your wet entrance.
I am rock hard but not giving it to you.
You hear movement.
I lean over the bed above your head.
I whisper in your ear
"I'm about to put little ear-phones in your ear. They won't be playing music but they will be on. All you will hear will be 'noise'. You will be deaf to your surroundings.”
“Total sensory deprivation; loss of sight and hearing will further heighten other senses. Your skin will tingle. Your world will be your skin, your ‘entrance’ and everything you feel. It will be full on. It will be intense. It will be fun. It will be beautiful."
“You know the rules. 1 grunt = yes and so on.”
“Are you OK?” – an instant grunt.
“Are you OK to continue?” – A small pause followed by another single grunt.
Instantly, you feel me insert the plugs into your ears. They are alive with noise and you immediately can't hear anything I’m doing in the room.
I gently tape them in place so they don't fall out.
Time stands still.
You are going mad with lust. You shake and try and thrash your body around.
You moan.
Nothing.
You lie still hampered in your breathing.
"How long is he going to do this to me?" you wonder.
Minutes pass... Or have they?
You moan, shake and thrash about again hoping to insight a reaction.
Nothing.
Time passes. It really starts to pass..
You start to worry. You start to think all sorts of things..
You wonder if I've left the room.
You lie there and there's nothing you can do.
I'm either there watching you or I'm not.
You guess I probably am... Watching you..
Every part of you…
You become super sensitive with the sensory deprivation.
You feel the moisture between your legs.
You feel the air.
You feel the tightness of your breasts.
You picture me, very carefully not touching the bed, staring straight between your legs and looking at your open entrance and the moisture being emitted.
You know something is coming.....
You pray it's my dick - soon.
“How long am I meant to wait?”
Nothing.
Time stands still.
Nothing.
More moans.
Nothing.
THWACK!
The leather hits you right on your slit, your hole, your palace, your entrance, your most heightened, sensitive and private of parts.
The shock is like being hit by lightening.
The impact goes straight up your spine to your brain. You scream into your gag and thrash uncontrollably.
Within microseconds you realise there is no real pain - just shock. The shock of what just happened.
It takes you a good minute of ferocious thrashing before you calm down and come to terms with it.
You are imprisoned. You can do nothing to stop whatever may be coming.
"What the fuck?" you think.
I say nothing. You can’t hear anything if I did.
There is nothing again.
Your head spins widely with fear, anticipation and thought.
Did that actually hurt?
Did I like it or hate it?
One thing is for sure - It blew your brains.....
More nothing...
Nothing...
Nothing…
Time..
"Oh God" you think... "What next? What’s he going to do to me?"
Nothing.
You moan and thrash about.
Nothing.
Time passes again.
You become very anxious, agitated and a little fearful.
You wonder if I'm about to do it again?
Could you deal with it a second time?
You almost jump out of your skin when you feel the touch of something cool at your entrance.
You wonder what I have and what I'm doing.
Your questions are answered quickly as I slowly - and oh so slowly push it into you.
Yum.....
No shock here just magnificent feelings of massive cock.. even though it’s not mine.
It seems to take forever as it moves in. Fully in. Yum.
Then I slowly move it out.
"God - could he do this ANY slower?" you think to yourself.
Slowly in again.
"Too slow" you think.
Slow continues. You have no say in the matter.
There's nothing you can do about it except moan.
Moan you do.
Slowly I increase the pace.
Faster.
Your breathing becomes rapid again.
I feel your anxiety building.
You are climbing.
You moan.
Your chest heaves.
Faster.
Pop. I pull it out.
You are left bound, helpless and empty.
Again!
You hate me.
You were so close.
You were about to hit the roof..
Nothing.
Time passes.
Your head spins.
"God I need him on me and in me - Now!" you think to yourself.
"Will he get up on the bed and fuck me properly, use the dildo again or God help me; hit me again?"
Nothing.
Time passes.
Nothing.
You moan and thrash about.
Nothing.
Time passes. Anxiety increases.
Without warning, I plunge the dildo fully into your waiting and wanting hole again and rapidly thrust it in and out.
The shock is similar to the leather as it goes straight up your spine to your brain and you begin to thrash and moan. The scream is different but a scream none the less.
You are about to go over the edge and you start to see stars in your eyes when I pull it out.
“FUCK!” you scream to yourself…“Please God, keep going”.
Thwack!
"Fuck! God! Jesus!"
A scream and uncontrolled thrashing again.
The ropes bite into your breasts and legs.
The collar holds your head.
Never in your life have you experienced such intense feelings.
You so need to come.
You want my dick in you and you want it deep, hard and fast.
You are panting heavily into the corset and start to become weary due to the lack of oxygen.
You jump when you feel the leather touch you and rest on your entrance. It is still. It does not move.
Time passes.
Nothing – no movement at all..
A few minutes pass then I lift it away from you and immediately bring it back with a little light tap.
And again. Lift. Hit. Faster and faster. Firmer and firmer. Harder and harder.
“Oh God! Oh God! Oh God! Fuck. Please No! Yes! Shit! God! Jesus! Fuck! This is insane.” Your head spins.
Mind blowing sensations move up your spine to your brain.
You thrash about uncontrollably.
You don’t know what to think.
I continue the pattern of dildo and leather.
I wind you up and up and up with no relief...
I am extremely careful never let you come.
The dildo brings you close every time and then I stop.
The leather brings you up to places you haven’t been and makes you more and more sensitive. I stop that too.
You want to kill me. Rape me. Fuck me till I die.
Minutes turn to hours or have they…
You have no sense of time..
Your whole world is concentrated around the feelings between your legs.
You moan uncontrollably every time the dildo reams you.
You love it and got SO close.
Then there's nothing again except the mystery of what's next.
Random, random, random.
dildo, nothing, leather, nothing, nothing, nothing, leather, nothing, dildo, nothing, nothing, dildo, dildo, leather, dildo, leather, nothing, nothing, leather on and on.
Your moans and thrashing start to lessen as I drain the energy from you..
You love and you hate what is happening.
Your arms are becoming a little numb. Your boobs are starting to hurt. Your legs need to be stretched and you need to take a deep breath...
The noise from the headphones stops and you are startled…
?
"Are you ready my beautiful one?" I say
You are silent as you have no idea what I'm talking about.
Dildo again.
Yum...
Mmmm...
But I don't push it all the way into you.
There is no thrusting.
You wonder what is going to happen next and why I'm not moving it.
You are tired. No, you are becoming exhausted but you are still very wet.
You struggle in a vain attempt to get what you want..
Nothing.
The intense vibration shocks you like the first time the leather hit you.
You buck and thrash at the new sensation.
Still no thrusting but the most powerful vibration you have ever felt.
You start to feel yourself going up to that place you need to be.
“He’s going to pull it out of me” you think to yourself.
"Ready to fly my pretty?" I ask.
You are so close and lost in your bonds that you can't reply.
Just before you get there, I push the dildo fully in and the source of the vibration, taped to the dildo is pushed directly onto your clit.
You hit the roof.
It’s the Wand!
You thrash like you never have before.
The orgasm you had before pales into insignificance compared to this.
I don't let up.
You are thrashing widely.
You are screaming into the gag making no sense whatsoever.
You can't get away. You try desperately to close your legs, pull away, twist - anything to stop what's engulfing you.
You can't take such torturous pleasures..
I don't let up.
I call out "5"
I continue holding the vibrator hard against your clit.
You are out of control on another planet with spasms.
A long gap before:
"4"
I keep holding. Another long pause.
"3"
“Nearly there”
You continue to thrash uncontrollably
"2"
I keep holding.
Hard.
"1"
I pull it out.
You lie motionless.
You are fucked. Literally.
You are spent.
You are exhausted.
You are a rag doll. Bondage is no longer needed to hold you.
You are stisfied beyond your dreams and imagination.
You lie still and motionless. Your head spins.
Before you have come down I am climbing up onto the bed.
“Oh God! - No - Please - I can't take any more” are the only words that go through your head.
You moan wanting to tell me “no” but can’t bring yourself to ‘moan twice’ to ‘stop’.
One moan of course means ‘yes’…
I am as hard as a rock.
My shaft enters you.
You are saturated from what has just happened.
I feel you pulsating and squeezing me.
I moan then very quickly start moving.
In, out, faster and faster.
My weight is on my arms and you feel very little of my body on yours as I build up the pace.
I pound into you. As deeply as I can, just the way you like it.
I move like a man possessed.
You can't breathe again. Your head starts spinning so fast you almost pass out.
Never in your life have you experienced anything like this.
You soon feel my twitching and can't control your own responses.
You know I'm about to come hard and long. Your body betrays you and sends you back to where you were moments before.
Part 5
I work quickly releasing and untying all the ropes.
Your breasts are first. You moan as they are released. They hurt from the tension and your thrashing about.
Your legs are next.
The collar then Choker [after unlocking it] follows.
Gag and blindfold remain as I gently roll you over to release your arms.
You moan again as they are freed.
Your arms drop like the rag doll you now are, to your side.
I unbuckle the gag and the blindfold.
I gently lift your head and take them away.
You turn your head and remain partially face down into the pillows.
In a flash, I have some oil and am massaging your shoulders and your arms.
I spend a little time on your legs before again moving to your shoulders for a while.
You really are “fucked” I think to myself with a huge smile.
Lifeless.
I sense your imminent passing out and pull the covers up to cover you.
You wake up many hours later and the house is silent.
You go to roll on your side only to be hampered by the corset that’s still on.
It still tightly embraces your body.
You move your arms around a little and manage to roll onto your side.
You call my name.
No answer...
You place your head back down in the pillow and rest a little more..
A while later you move to get out of bed. Again you are severely hampered by the corset.
"This has to go" you say to yourself.
You walk ever so slowly towards the mirror. You are gleaming with the sensations of what happened.
You are also mind-blown by it all - not quite sure what to think.. Hang on, yes you are.. You loved every moment of it.
You attempt to turn to look over your shoulder into the mirror to see how to get the corset off..
That in itself being difficult….
"You bastard" you grin to yourself as you see the tiny lock preventing you..
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