Lips and Thighs

He clamps the outer lips of my labia, with grips that tighten as their pulled. He threads a rope through them and then ties the ropes in loops around each thigh. When I open my legs, my flesh is pulled painfully and stretches me. It is agony.

He begins by tracing the wet tip of his tongue against my slit of flesh. I battle with myself, I want to open my legs to feel a firmer sensation. I try to find a balance between the pain and tasty pleasure. I shake and shiver and bleat.

He takes off his trousers and bends my knees to my chest. He pushes himself inside me, swollen and firm. He begins to model me. Bending my legs around like a doll, catching my whimpers and gasps. He lifts my pins over his shoulders and I gag in pain.

I say to him, "Do you know how much this hurts?"

And he says to me "Of course"

He begins to fuck hard, thudding his pelvis into the clamps. I look at him and watch him smile and his eyes flutter and close as he absorbs my dedication. Fear, pain and struggle. He breaths it all in. I drip and swirl and think he's beautiful. I would do anything, right now.

He decides I have had enough when my eyes begin to water and my cries turn to yelps.