I awoke with a start. It was still dark outside. I tried to turn to see what time it was, but I couldn’t move. Trying to feel around for what was happening, I realized my hands had been tied to the headboard, and I was lying face down on the bed. I groaned, partly in frustration, partly in anticipation. She had warned me she would do something to “repay” me for some of the pleasure I have given her. She truly appreciated the times I tied her up and had my way with her, and I was about to find out what she had in mind.

I struggled a little more and I heard her giggling from the doorway. “I thought I heard you moving around. Hope you don’t mind, but I think you’ll enjoy what I have in mind for you.” With that she walked over to the bed and stood there.

I could sense her closeness, smell her perfume, almost feel her breath on my skin. My body began to react to the situation, my heart was racing and my dick was starting to get hard. I felt her hands caressing my back and my ass, soft and gentle. Her hands moved down my buttocks to my legs and down to my ankles. On the upward journey of her hands, she took a detour, moving between my legs and caressing my balls. Her hands finished their journey upward, moving from my shoulders to my neck, making sure to give me a gentle squeeze.

She took her hands away and I moaned in frustration again. My body always craved her touch and I missed it as soon as it was gone. I felt the bed move as she climbed on the bed next to me, I could tell she was kneeling, but my position didn’t allow me to really look to see her, so I just decided to relax and go with it. Sensing my surrender, she proceeded with the next step.

Digging her nails into my back, she again ran her hands down my back. I cried out, and my cock got a little harder. It felt as if she was leaving furrows in my skin, but I didn’t care. I loved when she used her nails on me like that, but now I was completely at her mercy. She continued raking her nails down my back, reaching my bottom, then down to my legs again. I felt her hands leave my body and I heard her catch her breath.

“My, that does look good. I think anyone should be able to tell I’ve been here now,” she whispered. Her voice was husky with desire. “I’ll be right back,” she jumped out of bed and left the room. She returned moments later and I heard the sound of her camera as she took a few pictures of her handiwork. Laughing playfully, she set the camera down and climbed back onto the bed. “I want to make sure you remember this for a longtime, handsome.”

And with that, I felt her fingers dig into a different spot on my back and down to my ass again. I heard the camera as she took a few more pictures. I couldn’t wait to see what I was feeling! In the meantime, my cock was hard as nails and needing to be moved, but when I tried to wiggle around to try and get it into a more comfortable position, I felt her hand press down on my backside. “Naughty boy. No moving.”

I moaned in frustration, and in a little pain. Her nails had done a number on my back and my hard-on was in an uncomfortable position. I could feel the cool air along the marks as my skin became more sensitive. I felt her moving around, reaching for something she had put under her pillow. When she found what she was looking for, she returned to her kneeling position and giggled some more. I was about to ask what was so funny when I felt it. A small paddle, about the size of a table tennis paddle made contact with my right butt cheek, making a very loud “swak” as it hit my skin. I yelped and tried to push into the mattress to get away from what I knew was coming next. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t escape the sweet pain of her paddling. A dozen or so applications of the paddle to each cheek left my ass hot with pain. My struggles had finally managed to allow me to adjust my cock to a more comfortable position, and the friction with the sheets left me a quivering mass.

I heard the camera again, then I felt her hands at my ankles, then my wrists. “Turn over, but don’t think of moving,” she ordered. And just to make sure, she straddled my chest as soon as I was on my back. She looked so sexy in the corset she was wearing, my cock throbbed at the sight of her. She quickly re-tied my wrists and moved off my chest to secure my ankles once again. She knelt over me, her hair just brushing my skin, looking up at me. While her nails and the paddle were painful, the gentle touch of her hair was excruciating, especially when she moved to my groin.  I bucked upward, trying to feel more of her silken hair, but she pulled back and frowned at me. “My, you are a demanding one,” she growled. She got off the bed and walked around to the side.

I was finally able to see her full form, the black corset was matched with black fishnet stockings and no panties, showing off her neatly trimmed bush. My hardness bobbed in time with her steps, and she just licked her lips as she watched its movements. She opened the drawer on the bedside table and pulled something out. I watched as she moved her free hand to my chest. She stroked and pinched my nipples gently, causing me to groan. My eyes shut with the pleasure, but shot open when I felt the sharp pain on my right nipple. Looking down, she had attached a clothes-pin to me. Knowing what was coming next, I tried to ready myself for it, but the sharp pain of the second clothes-pin on my left nipple still made me hiss in pain.

The look on her face was like a hungry tiger, and I shivered and writhed in pain and pleasure. The next sensation I felt was her nails running down my chest to my belly. She was leaving marks, but not quite as deep as the ones on my back. The next thing she did took my breath away. She used the nails on one hand to gently grip my balls, and then scraped the length of my throbbing rod with the nails on her other hand. Again, my body was quivering with the pain/pleasure of her touch. She used the edge of one nail to scrape around the head of my cock, then along the little piece of skin under the head. I gritted my teeth, because the touch of her nails on my rod had me close to shooting my load right then and there, but I knew somehow that would be a bad thing to do.

I managed to fight back my orgasm through the incredibly erotic sensation of her nails playing me. She was smiling at my struggles to hold back, but not relenting one bit in her play. “That’s a good boy. You better save your cum for me.”

Finally, she relented and gave my balls one last squeeze with her nails, which helped bring me back from the brink. Letting out a silent sigh of relief, I lay there, waiting. I watch as she reaches into her bodice and pull out a silicone band. “Now why didn’t I think of this earlier? Silly me!” she said with a sly smile. I knew why she didn’t think of it, it was all part of the torture. She stretched the band and positioned it at the base of my cock. As the ring contracted, my cock got even more painfully erect and sensitive. She ran her nails up the length of my cock and I moaned at the intensified sensations.

The next part of her sweet torture involved her mouth. She started by pulling the clothes-pin from my right nipple. I yelped then bit my lip. She bit down on my sore nipple then used her tongue and lips to ease the pain.  When she repeated her action on my left nipple, I managed to not yelp, but did silently enjoy the pleasure of her tongue and lips. She kissed and bit her way from my nipples, down my belly, to my painfully hard cock. When she grazed her teeth around the head and then followed that with her tongue, my body began writhing in extreme pleasure.

She backed off and just smiled at me. Wondering what she had in mind next, I felt her hand massage my heaving sac and her fingers probed southward. I felt a warm and wet sensation as her fingers played and massaged my rectum. I closed my eyes in concentration, trying to enjoy the sensations without giving into them and incurring her displeasure. She slowly slid a finger inside me, not stopping until the knuckle on her finger contacted my anus. She kept it motionless for a moment or two, then began a slow pumping motion, making sure she hooked her finger on the outward stroke to massage my prostate. Again, she had me writhing in pleasure, my cock and balls wanted to spew their contents, but the ring kept me from doing so for the moment.

She removed her finger quickly, giving my prostate one last tickle, then my ass was empty. Not for long though, because I felt something cold and hard rest at my opening. I opened my eyes and looked down, but could not see what she was pressing against me. Then, as if to tease me further, she pulled it away from my backside and showed the object to me. She had her glass dildo in hand. I could see that it was slick with lube and ready for me. Letting the realization hit me, she took the glass phallus and positioned it back at my ass, pressing against the puckered opening.

She pressed the glass rod into me, easing it slowly into place. I cried out in pain and cried out a second time when she slammed it home immediately after my yelp of pain. She pushed it in as far as she could and just let it sit there. The pressure in my bowels began to match the pressure in my balls, and I was moaning uncontrollably now. Once she knew I was relaxed enough, she began fucking me with her glass toy.

She seemed to know exactly how to angle the thrusts to cause just the right amount of pressure at the right spots. Either that, or I was so in need of cumming that it just felt incredibly good. She pumped my ass with her toy for quite awhile, the need to cum began o be the only thing my body needed. Just when I thought she would relent and allow me to finally orgasm, she stopped, leaving the dildo buried deep inside me. She then climbed back onto the bed, straddling my face. Without a word, she lowered her sopping pussy to my waiting lips. I immediately began licking her clean, using my tongue to tease and massage her engorged clit.

It didn’t take long for her to cum all over my face, flooding me with her delicious nectar. I lapped at her clit until she came a second time, then she jumped off my face. She lay on the bed for a few minutes, letting the pleasure of her orgasm wash over her. The time it had taken to bring her to orgasm had allowed the need inside me to calm a bit, and a little more while she enjoyed the sensations running through her.

She propped herself up a bit and kissed me, relishing the taste of herself on my lips and tongue. Once she had relieved me of her essence, she parted our lips and drew back to look at me. M eyes pleaded with her, but I did not allow myself to vocalize my thoughts. Knowing the exquisite agony I was in, she smiled at me.

“You have been such a good boy today. Where do you want me to put your cock next?” she said with a wink.

“Inside you. Please let me cum inside you,” I said, trying not to whine with my need.

“Very well, you have earned your reward. Just remember though, you aren’t allowed to cum until I do again. Can you handle that?”

“Yes, just fuck me please,” was my only answer.

She maneuvered herself on the bed until she was poised over me. Then grasping my drooling cock, she pointed it at her wet opening, then quickly lowered herself onto me. Reaching the base of my rod, she ground her clit against my pubic bone, using me for her pleasure.  She began a rocking, grinding motion designed to give her the fullest pleasure without giving me any. I grunted and strained, trying to get some sweet friction on my dick. I could see in her eyes that she was close to cumming again, and just as she was about to crash over the edge, she began riding me, raising and lowering her wet pussy on my solid rod.

Having finally gotten the feeling I needed, I bit the inside of my cheek until I felt her box clench down on me, and finally I knew I could let loose the cum that had been building inside me.  Our screams of pleasure mixed and I wondered if the neighbors heard, but only for a second. My only thought was on the sensations coming from my cock. The last thing I could clearly remember was the weight of her body falling against me, her pussy never letting go of me.

When I regained my senses, I tested my limbs and found there were free. I wrapped my arms around her and rolled us to the side. Kissing her repeatedly, telling her how much I appreciated what had just occurred. She opened her eyes and winked at me.

“I told you I would pay you back sometime. Maybe now you’ll take me seriously when I tell you I will return the favor on occasion.”

“My god babe, I am willing participant, you know that.”

“I know hon, but I reserve the right to surprise you whenever I choose.”

My only answer was to kiss her and position my hardening cock at her opening, ready to give her some more.

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