Tears

continued from Dishevelled

Once upon a time in a faraway land...

He runs his hand over my marks and then trails his lips over them. My now tender flesh trembles beneath him.

"Lift your head, I want to see your tears"

I obey, lifting my tear streaked, blotchy, sweaty face framed by matted hair to him.

"God your beautiful"

He unties me, slowly and tenderly. He massages my aching shoulders and pulls me to him. He wraps me in his arms and I sink into him. His arms have always been my favourite binds.

He lays me back onto the bench, this time on my back, my hands under my head. He starts licking my pussy, long teasing laps. It doesn’t last long; he wants to hurt me more. He brings out the lighter flogger and takes aim at my breasts. They shudder and shake under its blow, the nipples crinkling and expanding as their sensitivity is exploited. He strokes my breasts twisting my nipples. I don’t know where it came from but I drift.

“Hurt me master, please hurt me more”

He obliges

“Please master I want you pain, make them hurt, please make them hurt”

He looks at me tears streaming down my face. I beg him with my eyes. Devour me, take me, I want this, I need this. He twists my nipples harder and harder. Whimpers and gasps interrupt my begging.

“Please master hurt me”

Whap! His hand strikes out at my breast then Whap! He takes the other one. I am silent now; you don’t talk when the beast is free. He strikes and twists grabs and squeezes. Our eyes are locked. Our primal sides holding on to the other. He stops.

“Thank you master”

He knows I’m thanking him for the pain. His lips tenderly kiss my nipples his tongue tracing over its inflamed surface. His teeth sink in, hard. He pulls and stretches it with his teeth, his other hand squeezing my other breast, a vice with claws. I moan and toss, I am riding the wave of pain, and my pussy is clenching its approval.

“Please, please, please, please...”

I don’t know what I’m begging for but he does. He releases my breast and his fingers find my pussy. He slams them in hard and brutally. Fast and hard. I am mumbling incoherently and seconds later I’m gone.

I am lost in the orgasm. Shaking, sobbing, moaning and laughing. My feet are cramping, my breathing is out of control. I try to tell him I’m ok through the tears but he simply lifts my head into his lap.

“Shhhh baby, relax and enjoy”