The Well Practised Mister

They talk and she squirms, he strokes her face and clamps his hand around her neck. He asks her to remember all the things they'd spoke about. All the things he was going to do to her. She couldn't remember, so the punishment began.

He says he'd like to see her kneel, she asks where and he tells her to kneel on the hard wooden floor. She licks his flesh and then swallows him down. She works hard until she makes him ejaculate and clean the sin from her mouth.

Later her wrists are wrapped tightly in thick white rope. He loops her to the wooden bed, arms spread wide like the crucifixion. She is bound and unable to move more than squirm. He laps at her nipples and sinks his back teeth into them hard. She yelps and is in incredible pain. He riddles her pale flesh with bites, she cries out and gets wet. He also torments her with spanks. Hard, flat palms on bubbling skin.

He takes his teeth to her thighs and continues to make her suffer. Tonight she gets to be his toy, because that's what he wants. She struggles and refuses to answer his questions. He gets up and leaves, returns with ice. He places it in her hand, and she closes her palm tightly and tries to melt it, but fails. He takes it from her and begins to run it over her flesh. She's warm and it melts effortlessly. He traps it in his mouth and begins to lick her cunt. She purrs and squirms and squeaks. He uses it to lick her chest too and she moans. He says to her that he must have really hurt her earlier. She nods and a little salt water drips from her eyes. She is so sensitive and so wet and then he carries on licking her and fucking her with his fingers untill she orgasms.

She begs to be untied and they fuck after that. Her on her knees, and its effortless. He pulls her up by her hair and lets her make herself come, again.

When its over she is a ball of shakes and shivers. He strokes her hair. She curls up and sleeps soundly.