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“Heh, can’t go wrong with a classic.” I wondered to myself as I finally found what I had been rooting around the drawer for – binder clips. I took the package of metal office supplies and added it to the clothespins. Time to do a double check: rope, clips, clothespins… mmhhmm. All that was missing was Ally. I had procured a mattress to place under the suspension rig as well, and was awaiting only my special guest. As if on cue, the doorbell announced the arrival of my gorgeous, buxom, brunette girlfriend. I was practically tackled at the door as she nearly jumped into my arms in an impassioned makeout session. We hastily headed towards the sex room, clothes being shed along the way like a Hollywood romance story. When we clanged and clattered into the room, Ally pulled off of me, gasping for breath. “Oooohhh, old school?” I nodded sheepishly. It had been a hot minute since I had done something so basic, that it was almost like a new encounter. Ally shook her head dismissively, yet lovingly, as I pulled her back into my embrace.

The binder clips were left mostly untouched by usual fair. They were simply clamped upon Ally’s nipples, only occasionally being pulled or lightly twisted – they did their job with little need for outside interference. Ally’s pussy was given a totally different treatment. Clothespins were fastened to her labia, a mane of wooden pain. Ally’s legs were tied up in a kind of suspended version of a very wide missionary pose. I only needed to add a couple of fingers to Ally’s pussy to direct her to the brink. Most of the work to bring her towards orgasm was a byproduct of the numerous points of pain making her pussy drip in need. I used Ally’s mouth for my own pleasure, as I fingered her wetness. Using the binder clips as negative reinforcement whenever she started drifting too far from addressing my cock worked well to keep her engaged on my engorged member. I didn’t make her suck my dick too aggressively, enjoying a more sensual blowjob, even as my fingers worked her pussy frantically. Feeling her spasming around and under me kept me rock hard the entire time I toyed with her.

*disclaimer: these stories are based on real scenarios between me and my slut. She even insisted I add this disclaimer to our stories.

NSFW: yes

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