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It’s Saturday evening and Kayla is strapped on the bed, spread eagle. She’s naked, her pussy open and exposed, red, wet, overstimulated and the smell of her excitement has filled the room. She’s blindfolded, with headphones on her ears, the sounds of a porn video playing through them. She’s been in the position for over an hour now, as I sit naked, wearing only my cage, watching to make sure she’s okay. Andrew has been upstairs the entire time, putting stuff away from our day out, and by the sounds and the smell, is cooking dinner.
Another 20 minutes goes by, as I can see from the video, which is nearing its end, the girl being covered in cum by all the guys who have been gangbanging her, Andrew is due back at any time. As if on cue, Andrew made his way into the bedroom. He asked me quietly how she was doing, and I told him she hadn’t stopped moving her hips, and was moaning in frustration. He was happy with where she was, having been edged over 10 times throughout the day, he was enjoying her denial. He let the video finish playing, pulling out her magic wand, and hovering it just over her clit. He waited for the last guy to blow his load over the girl in the video, before her turned it on full power, pressing it into her clit.
Kayla screamed at the sudden unexpected pleasure to course through her body, her hips pushing her clit up and hard into the toy, her body already on that edge. Andrew knew her body too well though, and pulled away before she hit that point of no return. He did this to her three more times, and try as she might, the headphones and the blindfold made it a surprise every time, unable to sense when it would come, just the sudden and explosive sensation of vibrations directly on her overstimulated clit. After the third time, her took everything off of her, untying her from the bed, and helping her to her feet. Her knees were shaking, her breathing laboured, and her forehead covered in sweat. She looked like pure, unadulterated lust, her thighs glistening with her own moisture.
Andrew got me to help her upstairs, keeping her naked, and when she got upstairs, her put her in cuffs, her hands restricted to the sides of the chair. She looked exhausted, but was also staring at Andrew like a lion eyeing its prey. Not sure if she wanted to fuck him, or kill him in the moment, Andrew had me help her through dinner. I ended up feeding her, while we dined, Andrew enjoying the power he had, knowing that she would never say no to him, but also not doing anything he hadn’t already. Maybe not all at once, but none of this individually was new to her.
Once Kayla and Andrew were done eating, he took her to the living room, laying her down on the couch, her head in his lap, as he found a movie for us to watch, while gently playing with her hair. I finished eating, and then cleaned up, making it in time to catch the opening sequence. He had me sit by Kayla’s feet, and told me to tuck one of her feet behind me, and put the other in front of me, so her legs were spread ever so slightly, her pussy exposed and at his mercy. He told me to push a finger inside of her, but not to move it, and told Kayla, she could move all she wanted. His right hand was resting against her chest, gently rolling her left nipple between his fingers, Kayla started to move her hips up and down as much as she could, moving the finger inside her. “Oh, I forgot to say, if that finger comes out of you at any point until I say it can, today repeats itself tomorrow, and you might get to cum tomorrow night.”
Kayla froze, not wanting to go through another day of this agony, her body aching for release against the unrelenting teasing she had been through. Her horny brain started to take over again, the feeling of my finger inside of her while Andrew played with her nipple too much for her to ignore. It took about 10 minutes, before she moved just a little too much, screaming no, before quickly stopping herself, but it was too late. Andrew caught it, and told me to keep my hands to myself. He stopped playing with her nipples, and the emotion of the day finally got to her, her eyes welling up, her body in pure frustration.
Kayla has a safe word, and since she trusts Andrew so completely, she’s never used it, knowing that he would never push her beyond what she could handle, and in this moment, she remained silent. Her mind melted, her body on fire, her desire for an orgasm consuming the deepest parts of her, yet she knew, Andrew would take care of her, and wouldn’t let anything bad happen to her, and that when she finally was granted release, it would be the most spectacular orgasm in recent memory.
He kissed her forehead, holding her against him, as we sat and finished the movie, her body being completely ignored sexually. When the movie finished, we put everything away, and brought Kayla downstairs. I got a bath ready for her, as Andrew and I both washed her, taking care to not spend too much time around her pussy, giving it a break, while also denying her any real pleasure. Andrew kept Kayla restrained in her cuffs the entire time, and when we all got into bed, he cuffed her one arm to him, and the other to me, making sure she wasn’t able to cheat throughout the night.
It was a long fitful sleep, but eventually morning came, and Kayla had pulled me over to the middle of the bed, getting me to help her get Andrew’s boxers down, so she could give him a morning blowjob. Being in such close proximity, I figured I would help, and the two of us sucked Andrew off, until her was cuming down her throat. She was clearly still very fired up and wasn’t willing to share his cum with me.
That started the morning off for us all, as we were now Sunday, and Kayla knew she was closer to that orgasm.
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