fun with food
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large veg. as dildo
10 years ago
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I try to be a good girl, I really do, but the intense feeling that always stays between my legs when I am near you sometimes overwhelms me. I was not suppose to play with myself unless I was told I could, but when you left this morning dressed in your suit and tie, the throbbing between my legs took over the sensibility of my brain. I layed on the bed you slept in and spread my legs, feeling the wetness of my cunt, rubbing the moisture around my lips. My mind was focused on you. I needed to be taken. Used. It didn't matter that we had a full night of fucking. I was ready again. Such a dirty little whore.
I had my eyes closed and my head arched back, soft moans coming from my mouth as my need grew more and more. I was so hard my little nub was large and tender. I was so engrossed with playing with myself that I didn't hear you come back through the bedroom door. When you moved to get the briefcase you left, the noise made me jump. I saw the disappointment in your face and it made me so sad. I hated letting you down.
I didn't know what was going on when you called your office and told them to move your morning appointments you would not be in this morning. When I saw you take the belt from around your pants I knew. It was going to be a long morning.
"What were you told Pet?" The tone of your voice was low and somber.
"I was not to touch myself today."
"On your hands and knees you slut." I complied and with that I felt the first sharp slap of the belt strap. "Why must you disobey?" Another blow of the belt followed. "I have your safety and needs in mind at all times." The third hit was the hardest so far.
You walked over to our discipline and pleasure cabinet and withdrew 5 clothes pins. In times of pleasure you would use them on me. How could they be part of discipline? When you came to the bed you simply said "Open." and I spread my legs to give you access. It was then that I realized you were pulling my cunt lips together and pegging my opening so that it was closed. I wiggled with the intensity and it was then that I felt another round of smacks to my ass. "I'm sorry Sir." Was all I could think to say.
There were 5 pins closing my cunt and I felt you flick each one with your finger. Because it was on both lips it was so tight that it hurt like never before. It was then that I felt the edge of the belt rubbing against my ass. "Do you think you deserve to be punished pet?"
"Yes master. I was wrong. My dirty little cunt needs to be taught a lesson." It was then that I saw you leave the room. I didn't move. I didn't dare. You had gone to the kitchen to get yourself something to drink I think. I heard the ice hit the glass. But when you came back with ice and a cucumber I was dumbfounded. Placing a cube on my ass you watched until it melted down my hot and achingly pinned cunt. One, two three times it felt so numb. So good on my cunt. Then I felt the pressure. Against my asshole. The cucumber was big. Bigger than anything I had ever taken bef
I had my eyes closed and my head arched back, soft moans coming from my mouth as my need grew more and more. I was so hard my little nub was large and tender. I was so engrossed with playing with myself that I didn't hear you come back through the bedroom door. When you moved to get the briefcase you left, the noise made me jump. I saw the disappointment in your face and it made me so sad. I hated letting you down.
I didn't know what was going on when you called your office and told them to move your morning appointments you would not be in this morning. When I saw you take the belt from around your pants I knew. It was going to be a long morning.
"What were you told Pet?" The tone of your voice was low and somber.
"I was not to touch myself today."
"On your hands and knees you slut." I complied and with that I felt the first sharp slap of the belt strap. "Why must you disobey?" Another blow of the belt followed. "I have your safety and needs in mind at all times." The third hit was the hardest so far.
You walked over to our discipline and pleasure cabinet and withdrew 5 clothes pins. In times of pleasure you would use them on me. How could they be part of discipline? When you came to the bed you simply said "Open." and I spread my legs to give you access. It was then that I realized you were pulling my cunt lips together and pegging my opening so that it was closed. I wiggled with the intensity and it was then that I felt another round of smacks to my ass. "I'm sorry Sir." Was all I could think to say.
There were 5 pins closing my cunt and I felt you flick each one with your finger. Because it was on both lips it was so tight that it hurt like never before. It was then that I felt the edge of the belt rubbing against my ass. "Do you think you deserve to be punished pet?"
"Yes master. I was wrong. My dirty little cunt needs to be taught a lesson." It was then that I saw you leave the room. I didn't move. I didn't dare. You had gone to the kitchen to get yourself something to drink I think. I heard the ice hit the glass. But when you came back with ice and a cucumber I was dumbfounded. Placing a cube on my ass you watched until it melted down my hot and achingly pinned cunt. One, two three times it felt so numb. So good on my cunt. Then I felt the pressure. Against my asshole. The cucumber was big. Bigger than anything I had ever taken bef