From passion to pain, part 33 [M][F] (age gap) (BDSM) – Short Sex Story

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“Does my good little slut like her ass being filled for her master?” Ally had one of those heart shaped, bedazzled butt plugs in her asshole, buried to the stopper. “Yes, master. It hurts so good to get my ass stretched for you.” I nodded at her and gently ran my hands along the sides of her perfectly plump ass cheeks, making Ally sigh under her breath. “That’s master’s good whore.” *smack* I hit the outside of both sides of her bum simultaneously, forcing her cheeks to engulf the hard edge of the plug for a moment. I felt Ally grimace at the action, before settling into the sensation. “That was different, master. But, in good way.” The brunette had turned her head to meet my gaze and held it with conviction. She was telling the truth, the sensation was pleasing and she wanted more. “Was it now, my little fucktoy?” Ally nodded slowly, continuing to lock her brown eyes with mine. *smack!* Harder this time, the ripples across her skin closed her ass around the plug twice with one spank. Ally whimpered softly and put her face into the pillow, but I knew she was only asking for more by preparing for the next blow to her bum. I spanked her ass again, but this time squeezed her cheeks together, elongating the way the hard edge of the plug dug into her flesh. Ally cried out as she squirmed in place, but she didn’t pull away. Ally wiggled her ass at me gently – tauntingly – begging for another slap across her pert bum. I obliged her with the hardest smack yet, causing Ally’s caramel skinned frame to jump in place, as her ass began to redden. “Thank you for hurting your slut, master.” I turned her head sideways via her long, charcoal locks before I spoke. “You might want to save your thanks until master is finished with you, painslut.” Ally shivered under my hand, a whimper escaping her lips.

“I have a new bondage toy, my pet.” Ally’s breathing grew shallow and sped up slightly as I pulled the chain into view. “Master, what do you have planned for your slut?” She gulped as I rattled the metal. “I told you, my whore. Bondage.” I punctuated the final word by wrapping cool steel under her ample breasts. Ally wriggled and whimpered quietly as the cold chains made her nipples stiffen. I wrapped the length around her back, then back around over the top of her tits, sandwiching and squeezing them as I locked the metal links back upon itself. “You see, my painslut, the metal loops dig into your body like leather can’t.” Ally trembled at the words, but her pussy once again betrayed her, as a string of her precum began trailing down her thigh. I pulled the chain gently, but even the small motion was enough to make the buxom brunette yelp quietly. “Please don’t permanently hurt your slut.” Ally’s voice quivered, but I couldn’t tell if it was from fear or anticipation. I pulled her chin up to make eye contact with her to ensure honesty to my question. “Do you want master to continue, my good little whore?” Ally’s eyes flicked back and forth, clearly weighing her options. She knew I would push her to her limits, but never cross any lines without her complete consent. “Master. Please don’t use the chains to control me. I’ll be a good whore for you.” It felt like a punch to the gut as I processed her words. “Oh, babe. You’re always a good girl for me.” I gently grabbed her cheek and softly rubbed it with my thumb before Ally responded. “I am?” I put out my hand for her to grab and helped her to her knees from her current quadruped position. “Yes, my exceptional slut. Always.” I held Ally in a stiff embrace, trying not to shuffle the chains that held her breasts at attention. We stayed in that hug for what felt like years, as she slowly digested every word until it sank into her soul. “Okay, master. Please fuck your slut. I want to cum for you.”

*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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