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Same time next week
Same time next week.
Spread eagled on the bed, the chains cold against my skin, then the mistress blind folds me and say's " it's time" and then the pain begins.
She starts of kind of slowly the nipples get a tweek, I arch my back In ecstasy, the pain is what I seek.
Her latex hand cups my balls, she gives the pair a roll, my cock stands to attention, solid like a pole.
With a flick I hear a crack, the pain flies through my hood, "Stand up when i tell you, or your get broke for good"
Pain makes the manhood limp but not for very long, she strokes the cock back into life, I cant do right for doing wrong.
In the darkness i can hear her, as she walks around the bed, one minute shes by my side, the next shes at my head.
I feel the cold gel around my arse, to me this means one thing, I feel her slide a finger deep, deep inside my ring.
She makes deep slow circles, she gives my pubes a tug, then I feel her push into me, a sizable steel butt plug.
I do not make a whimper, I never moan or make a sound, I know I will get punished, the pain it will compound.
Then she sits across me, I smell the candle wax, then I feel the flame, the hot wax runs across my chest, this is my favourite game.
Hot wax and ice water, the heat and then the ice, mixing pain and pleasure, to me it is so nice.
She peels cold wax off me, the lines they leave their mark. She claws at more tender skin, igniting loves great spark.
She slides down my body, she takes me in her lips, slowly she sucks my cock, with intermittent nips.
I can feel the surges, my cum is on it's way, I try to think of anything, I dont want to stop this play.
But she has me on the ropes, this match is all but done, with a few hard sucks it's over, again she's made me come.
The light blurs my vision as the blind fold is undone, she hurries me to the door, I'm not the only one.
I pay her the money, she smiles and says "you freak" but she will see me very soon, I'm back again next week.
Ron
Spread eagled on the bed, the chains cold against my skin, then the mistress blind folds me and say's " it's time" and then the pain begins.
She starts of kind of slowly the nipples get a tweek, I arch my back In ecstasy, the pain is what I seek.
Her latex hand cups my balls, she gives the pair a roll, my cock stands to attention, solid like a pole.
With a flick I hear a crack, the pain flies through my hood, "Stand up when i tell you, or your get broke for good"
Pain makes the manhood limp but not for very long, she strokes the cock back into life, I cant do right for doing wrong.
In the darkness i can hear her, as she walks around the bed, one minute shes by my side, the next shes at my head.
I feel the cold gel around my arse, to me this means one thing, I feel her slide a finger deep, deep inside my ring.
She makes deep slow circles, she gives my pubes a tug, then I feel her push into me, a sizable steel butt plug.
I do not make a whimper, I never moan or make a sound, I know I will get punished, the pain it will compound.
Then she sits across me, I smell the candle wax, then I feel the flame, the hot wax runs across my chest, this is my favourite game.
Hot wax and ice water, the heat and then the ice, mixing pain and pleasure, to me it is so nice.
She peels cold wax off me, the lines they leave their mark. She claws at more tender skin, igniting loves great spark.
She slides down my body, she takes me in her lips, slowly she sucks my cock, with intermittent nips.
I can feel the surges, my cum is on it's way, I try to think of anything, I dont want to stop this play.
But she has me on the ropes, this match is all but done, with a few hard sucks it's over, again she's made me come.
The light blurs my vision as the blind fold is undone, she hurries me to the door, I'm not the only one.
I pay her the money, she smiles and says "you freak" but she will see me very soon, I'm back again next week.
Ron
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