by Dungeon Master
A Pain In The Grass
The afternoon sun felt luxurious on her body. The ropes around her wrists and ankles held her fast to the ground. She was spreadeagled on the cool grass, facing upward, although the cloth blindfold rendered her sightless. The gentle breeze wisped over her fair skin and her nipples hardened.
She could hear her Master walking around her. She sensed him crouching over her naked body. Suddenly, she felt the bite of a metal clamp on her right nipple. She cringed. A matching clamp on her other sensitive nub had her squirming. She felt his teasing finger trace a path down her tummy.
He fingered her lower lips. The clash of sensations had her nervous system in an uproar. Then another clamp enclosed on her right pussy lip. She screamed. The pain shot through her being. She felt a finger enter her. He massaged her clit. More clashing of senses… Another clamp, a louder scream (It’s a good thing they were out in the middle of nowhere), more clit massaging, more clashing of senses. She heard her Master walk away, then return.
She felt a new sensation. Pain. The narrow end of his riding crop touched the top of her right breast. Then she felt it leave her skin. A split second later the anguish landed on that very spot. She yelped. A similar smart followed. She yelped again and again and again and again. The crop moved to the left mound which received an equal amount of painful attention. Slowly the crop smacked its way down her pale body, leaving red blotches in its agonizing wake. The incessant pressure of the clamps only added to her discomfort.
Then without warning the crop cracked the inside of her right thigh. She shrieked. Two more slashes to that one and three slashes to her other inside thigh and she was crying out and writhing on the ground… Then it all stopped. Suddenly their was total silence, but the constant pressure of the clamps kept her alert. Then she sensed him standing over her. A minute later she felt something soft and bulbous touch the lips on her face.
She opened her mouth. The head slid between her lips. She licked. She heard him sigh. It pushed deeper. She took it all in. He began fucking her mouth, in and out, in and out. Then it withdrew. It traced a path down her body, between her breasts, down her soft tummy and over her mound. It moved down between her legs.
The hardness entered her easily. His manhood filled her cavern and was soon moving in and out, slowly at first, then faster, drawing pleasurable retorts from her lips. She never wanted it to end. She shrieked with animalistic pleasure as she came at the same time he buried his seed deep into her. She laid there in utter contentment as he pulled out. He carefully removed the clamps, untied her and took off the blindfold.
He laid beside her in the grass, gathered her in his arms and hugged her tight. She beamed at him. “Thank you Master. That was the best yet.”