I´ve got plans for this body PART 3

I moan, “Please! Please, Sir.”

“That was mediocre begging, and I’ll need you to be more specific.”  

“Please. Please! PLEASE! push your finger into my ass while you keep finger-fucking my pussy!”

I open my eyes and he’s smirking into my inner thigh. He starts thrusting his fingers in my cunt again, and I can hear how utterly soaked I am with every plunge of his digits. With his other hand, I feel him resting the flat surface of his thumb against my puckered hole, pressing ever so slightly. He increases the pressure only slightly.

“Relax, Princess.” I do as he asks, taking a deep breath and nodding my head. I feel him apply a little more pressure, while amping up his efforts inside my cunt. I feel the sphincter start to relax just a bit and I instinctively start to recoil, but I force myself to relax again. I can feel it – ready for him to slide his thumb in. “Ready, Princess?”

I moan while nodding my head, “Yes, PLEASE, sir.” He removes his thumb and replaces it with a finger, which he uses to explore the surprisingly pleasurable and highly sensitive puckered folds around my hole. He keeps teasing me, mercilessly. “Fuck, PLEASE stop teasing! PLEASE finger my ass!”

“Since you asked so nicely…” He slowly pushes his finger into my sphincter, stopping once he is submerged to the first knuckle. He just waits there for me to get used to the intrusion. He wiggles his finger a little bit and my muscles spasm, and I moan in unexpected pleasure. This is nothing like I’ve ever felt before, and the pleasure has far exceeded the shame that should come with having his finger entering such a forbidden place. He pushes his finger farther, and I feel my muscles close over the next knuckle. He wiggles his finger a little more, stroking very gently inside. He finally buries his finger completely, and I release a moan when he starts to pull out just a little. He pushes in again, then brings his mouth back to the level my cunt. He adds a third finger inside of my cunt and continues to thrust mercilessly with that hand while the index finger of his other hand is gently rocking inside my ass. This new stimulation is overwhelming and I feel the orgasm building inside of me.

“Oh fuck, please… Please, can I –”

He whispers against my cunt, “Come for me Princess,” just as he closes his lips around my clit again and sucks it into his mouth with a guttural moan that sends vibrations from my core to my fingertips.

“Ohmyfuckinggod! Oh fuck!” I feel the tendons in my neck pulling as a forbidden pleasure coils inside of me. The orgasm rips through me, and I the feeling of my sphincter spasming around his finger is a new sensation that adds an entire new level of pleasure. “Ohhh F-fuck, Oh fuck, oh fuck!” My limbs are shaking as waves of ecstasy flood through me. My mind is reeling, trying to reconcile the fact that I feel such intense pleasure from such a dirty place. As the pulsations slow down, I open my eyes, and Bernard is looking down at me with a grin. As my breathing evens out, I notice his finger is still inside of me.

“Um, your finger is still—?”

He holds up a small plug. It’s thin, at least compared to some of the ones I’ve seen elsewhere. The base is probably about as wide as the finger currently inside of me. “I want to put this in, and leave it in while we play tonight.”

I nod, “Okay.” Then I feel him pull his finger out of my ass, quickly replaced by a smooth, slightly cool plug. He pulls my legs back down so I’m more comfortable.

He searches my face, “Is that okay?”

I wiggle my hips a few times, and find myself grinning, “Yeah, it’s good.”

He nods. “Good.”

I take a deep breath, still kind of buzzed from my last orgasm. “I never thought I’d be the type to like this.”

“Like what?”

I shrug my shoulders, “Having anything near my ass, let alone in it.”

He smirks. “Think of it this way, it’s just another erogenous zone. And a pretty powerful one, at that.”

I raise an eyebrow, “Really, so it’s something you’re comfortable with?”

He shrugs his shoulders, “Like I said, it’s pretty powerful.”

I nod my head. “Hmm. Okay.” I make a mental note of that.

He gives me a playful pinch on the thigh, “Up.” My body jumps in surprise, and he grins “I like when your tits bounce, Princess.” With a smirk, I wiggle my shoulders to replicate said bounces, “Like that?” He nods his head and buries his face between them, pinching my sides while he’s at it. I yelp, and my squirming reminds me of the plug that’s inside of me. It will take some getting used to.

He rolls off of me, then off of the bed, coming to his feet and pulling me up with him. His body language is commanding again as he brings me to stand in front of him. “Stay here,” he orders. I nod my head, situating myself on my feet in a neutral position – feet shoulder-width apart, arms limp by my sides, my fingers not fidgeting. He walks to the bathroom and I hear him washing his hands in the sink, and I’m so grateful I didn’t have to ask him to do that. He walks back in, drying his hands off on a towel that he tosses onto the bed.

I give him a smile, “Thank you.” He nods with a smile and gives me a kiss on the forehead. He centers me by rubbing his palms up and down my arms and I close my eyes and take a deep cleansing breath. When I open them again, he’s looking into my eyes and brings a hand up to cup my cheek. He asks, “Karada?”

I nod my head, “I’d like that.” A Karada, or body-harness tie, is absolutely gorgeous, and I love the imprints it leaves. He pulls out the long rope he was handling earlier, having marked the “center” of the rope already. He doubles the rope, and places the loop behind my neck, pulling it down a little bit. I feel him making a quick overhand knot as a “placeholder” (for when he brings the rope up my back after looping it between my legs). He brings the rope around the front and loops a series of decorative knots down the front along the center of my body. He strategically places the last knot to tease my clit.

He walks behind me and feeds the rope between my legs. As he brings the rope between my legs, the knot rubs over my clit, and as he brings it up my back, I notice it is in contact with the plug that’s currently inside of me. I get goosebumps as he brings the doubled rope up along my spine to that original ‘placeholder’ knot. He unties the placeholder and runs the doubled length of rope through the bight. He splits the tails again, bringing them around to my front, and walks back around to face me. He brings the rope ends around my sides and runs them through in between two of the knots in the front column. When he pulls each end back around toward my back, it creates a diamond shape between two front knots. He repeats this process several times, and the sweeping of the ropes as they brush across my skin is giving me goosebumps.

Bernard checks on me regularly, asking if I’m feeling any numbness or tingling or pain. I start getting swept away in the sensations. When he is manipulating the front column of knots, the clit-knot is stimulated, and after a while, I can’t hold back my moans and whimpers. By the time he’s finished, my body is practically vibrating. He walks around and inspects his final product, and brings me over to my wall-mirror. I don’t have all the fancy floor-to-ceiling mirrors like Bernard has at his house, but this one gets the job done when I want to see myself.

“Bernard, that’s beautiful! I love it.” He’s standing behind me and reaches around my front to play with my breasts while tugging on various spots on the harness to stimulate my clit. He turns me around and kisses me deeply, letting his fingers travel all over my body. He walks back over to the dresser and pulls out the Hitachi vibrator. I moan, knowing that the thing feels fucking incredible. He has a devious grin on his face when he pulls out the TENS unit, long wires, and an attachment, which looks like a large bullet vibrator with a wire attached. I can’t help the near-shriek of excitement I get. “OhMyGOD, Yesssss!” He smirks at my excitement.

Bernard walks back and stands in front of me. “Spread.” I quickly spread my legs apart and he snakes a hand between them. He drops his head to my shoulder then turns his face into my neck, sucking lightly at a mark that’s probably already there. He brings his hand from my pussy to my cheek and groans against my neck, “Still so fucking wet, Princess.” My breath hitches when I feel him smearing my juices across my cheek and down my neck. He licks my fluids off my cheek with his tongue, then moves lower to suck them off of my neck.

After he’s feasted on my neck long enough, he detaches himself and produces the silver attachment to the TENS unit and starts explaining (Damn Teacher-Bernard). “This is an insertable electrode – it has multiple contact points. It’s going to go in your cunt, and it’s going to be explosive.”

I groan in anticipation, “Please!”

“Please what?” Back to Dom-Bernard.

I straighten my head and smile sweetly, “Please Sir, please put it in me.”

He drops to his knees and lifts my leg over his shoulder so that he can move the ropes over my slit to the side and he inserts the probe before replacing the ropes to their original teasing position. He attaches it to the TENS unit and sets it to the side while he picks up the Hitachi and plugs it into an extension cord. I’m pretty ridiculously excited about this.

“Now, Princess. You’re going to pleasure me while I pleasure you.” I can feel the glint of excitement in my eye.

“How can I please you, sir?”

He smirks, “How would you like to please me, Princess?”

“Can I suck your cock?” I give him a sultry look.