Fingers? Neck? Oh, yea, I can do that. Available for what?His hand.It was a very warm hand that touched my left tit. He slid his hand under my tit, as if weighing it. I recall wondering if it passed inspection or not.It must have, because he began to rearrange it. He squeezed my tit. Pinched the nipple, which just happen to be hard and very aroused. Then he bounced my boob up and down as if he were dribbling a small ball attached to my chest.Then his hand slid over to do the same with my right one as I struggled to hold still. Which wasn't easy. I was getting hotter than hell with each passing second and each touch.But there was no way in hell that I'd do anything but what he said to do.I really can't explain it. I knew that Jason and I were destined to be together. I knew he would fulfill all of my fantasies, and perhaps beyond.So what did it matter that I was sitting naked from the waist up, driving down city streets for all to see, as Jason's hand took possession of my hot t
The short, golden chain tickled my spine and goose bumps paraded up and down my entire body. The next instance his warm hand was pressing into my shoulder blades and I was being forced over the back of the suede chair.I had never thought much about leather before, but as my stomach, chest and face came into contact with the soft, subtle suede I knew that I was addicted to having leather in my life."It's your first time, isn't it," came Jason's voice behind me as his hand reached out and touched my quivering ass, atop the back of the chair.I almost jumped at his touch as I managed to get out a shaky, "Yes," as his hand explored my pleading flesh.Would he whip me? Or just spank my ass? Whip, spank, ahh, such dreams. Dreams that would soon become reality.How would I react to the pain?I had dreamed of it often, but had never participated in the actual administration thereof. Would I take it in stride? Or would I whimper and scream?I truly didn't know.But I did know that I would ne
I raised my legs and spread them as wide as I could as Jason stepped between them, crop in hand."Such a pretty pussy. Will it like the pain?"I saw him raise the crop and bring it toward my opened pussy. And I couldn't help it. I started to bring my legs together.He laid the flared end at the top of my pussy. "Ahh the doubt remains, doesn't it? Spread your legs, Kate. Spread them for your pain. That's it. Wider. Try to imagine how much this can hurt you."He used the flared end gently. Sliding it up and down my quaking opening. Up and down. Dipping in and Out of my wet flesh as my legs opened and closed.I was afraid.I was curious.I was horny as hell.Back and forth it went. In and out went my legs. I couldn't keep them opened.He wasn't hurting me. Far from it. He was teasing the hell out of me. Just when I thought he would use the crop to inflict pain and I'd close my legs around it, he slid it back and forth driving me more insane with each passing second and touch."I won't hu
My whole tit shook back and forth on my arched chest. My nipple felt like a thousand bees had just stung it. Were still stinging it. The pain filled not only the nipple, but all of me. From head to toe. And it found a welcoming center in my clit. And I was off and running again."YYyeesssss aaaaaaaaaaahh yeeesssss."Another black blur was coming at me. This time to land on my right nipple.It didn't matter. I just came harder with both tits filled with soaring pain. A streak of black stayed in front of my tits. Back and forth it went from one to the other. A high speed film couldn't have recorded it slamming into me. But I didn't care about filming. I was too consumed with coming.Again my body betrayed me as I flopped back on the bed and the black blur went away."A nice beginning, Kate. Now slide up the bed and open your pussy for my cock."That I could do.Well, I thought I could, but the slippery satin had other ideas until finally I did an ungraceful crab walk as he followed me u
And did he ever do it. He laid into my ass with a vengeance that set my tits to bobbing on my chest and waving over the red polished hood. I could actually see them in the polished reflection. And I sure as hell could feel the effects of the landing paddle as Jason hit me again and again as the sounds rolled around me in a never ending wave of pain and lust.It is a very special sound. The sound of wood striking a leather covered ass. And did I ever love it. The sound, and the pain that it generated in me. I didn't really count the number of times he hit my bouncing ass, but whatever the number, it was enough.Because I was fucking coming.Right there. Leaning over the car. Getting m leather ass paddled, coming. Until finally my legs deserted me and I kind of slithered to the cement floor."You had your fun, now it's time for mine. Come on, let's go inside."Inside?Oh, yea. Inside his house.I got my legs under me and somehow they did function in the time honored way and carried me f
"They really have this stuff in stores where you can see it? And try it on for size and all?""Sure, if you know where to go.""And do you? Know where to go, that is?""I'm sure I could manage it, why?""How's your plastic holding up?""No complaints. Why, want to see how much you can charge on them?""Well, the thought had crossed my mind. You don't really mind, do you? I mean... well we'll both benefit from it.""I don't mind at all Kate. You want to go on a shopping spree, we'll go on a shopping spree. How's this weekend sound?""Great! Know any places where we can ahh you know, try them on for size and all?""I know just the place."And he did. God, did he ever.We left right after our last classes on Friday and flew into the big apple by late afternoon, to see all the business types flooding the subway, trains and streets as we leisurely made our way to the place Jason knew about.It was the pits.I mean this place actually had dust balls in the corners, cobwebs on the walls and
I also know for a fact that he liked what he saw.His solid cock was proof enough to verify that statement as it pressed against his zipper. And of course there was the smile that just wouldn't go away from his face, too.Oh yes, we were both very pleased with the harness and raring to experiment with it. And with me of course, too.I got an inkling of Jason's idea when he pulled out a very long rod and slipped it through the ring at the back of my waist. His words of, "Stand up on the bed," told me the rest. And sure enough, a few minutes later I was swinging back and forth at the end of his bed by my waist as the harness really dug into my gut. I mean really dug in as he cuffed my wrists to the rod and began to lengthen a spreader bar between my feet.No doubt about it, I sure as hell wasn't going to be going anywhere for quite some time. I also picked up on the fact that I could be rotated into any position with a flick of his hand on the spreader bar attached to my ankles. No sir,
Quite a sight, they were.I had gone a bit overboard in grabbing dildos at the sex shop, selecting a good dozen of them in assorted colors, styles and sizes, with and without simulated balls. Each and every one of them paraded across the dresser. Each looked eager to work as designed.In me!What a thought!Betsy must have thought so too, as I noticed her hands caressing several of them as she went about her assigned chore of emptying the shopping bags. The crinkle of paper, the clink of items being placed on available surfaces, and her handling of them informed me that Betsy was eagerly looking forward to upcoming events.So was I.Placing the last article on a table, Betsy began to disrobe. I noted that it didn't take her long to accomplish that task, showing years of practice as the flimsy maid uniform was quickly removed, followed by hoses, garter belt and shoes.What a body!A very colorful body at that.Betsy was a short gal, but what she had was dynamite. Big titted. Huge nippl