Nice and Nasty

Were kissing. Soft warm kisses. I know his mouth and it knows mine and I moan softly as he brushes his tongue against my lips and strokes his hand through my hair, down my back and over the curve of my bottom.

The air is still and warm. The sheets beneath us are crisp and fresh and smell of clean laundry. He moves me onto my back and presses his weight on top of me, our lips meet more frantically. Spit is exchanged. I can feel that he's hard. He starts to gently nudge himself against the split between my legs.

He kisses my neck and my breasts, sucking each nipple in turn, tightly between his lips, somewhere between a drag and a bite. He flicks his tongue against me. He nudges still. I'm wet and aching, he starts to part these lips and slide just into the wettest spot. Im starting to squirm and he smiles at me. I am breathless. He asks

"Why are you smiling at me?".

I reply that I don't know (Its because its gentle and delicious and because I want more).

I grip his bottom with my finger tips and try to push him deeper into me, the constant nudging is too much. He pulls back away. I say that I'm sorry and mentally kick myself. I know this battle with him and he knows my place. I will not win.

He pushes deep inside me in an effortless thrust. I gasp and moan. He slides out and does it again and more. Teasing and amplifying reactions. He continues to slide in and out and leans down into me.

"Im deciding what terrible thing to do to you".

I moan into his soft neck. These slender moments of satisfaction slip away. Replace with nervous fear. He basks in the sudden stillness and quietness of me.

"On your knees".

I get on my knees and bend down. He retrieves some metal toothed clamps from the box. He reaches between my legs, up towards my clit, brushes it with his finger tips and then pinches the inner and outer folds of my slit together, and starts to screw the pointed metal into my flesh. I squeal and try to scramble off.

"Get back here"

But god it hurts its too much, but that isn't going to stop him. The clamps are tightened snuggly. I can feel their ragged teeth gnawing into my sensitive flesh. I can hear him making satisfied sounds. He gives my arse a little lick before he pushes himself back into me. It is agony. Every bounce makes them jangle, they stimulate my clitoris in the most uncomfortable way. He's fucking me hard and I'm breathing heavy and yelping intermittently. I stay so still. I desperately want to touch myself, to take away the pain, but its impossible.

I tell him so. Oh what a fatal error. He chooses to encourage me by spreading the clamps and so my lips. I know his brain and it knows mine. I was foolish to say anything. The pain is red and hot enough to cook on.

He fucks me until The clamps begin to drop off due to my sopping hole. He lets me touch myself and come and I feel like the luckiest little slut in the world. My flesh is sore, my brain is empty and I want to make him cum, but I know he wont let me. But maybe later.