mitsydoll

I flinched in surprise when I felt something bristled up against my thighs, my tits, my legs. Q was teasing me with my hair brush. The sensation helped me wake back up into reality some more. I heard him set my brush down, and he planted a few more soft kisses on my neck. I was left wondering again, but not for long. Q had grabbed my magic wand, and pressed it right up against my clit. I immediately started yelping and squirming again. It wasn't even on, but I knew how intense it was going to feel. This is when I really appreciated having my legs tied and spread wide. No closing my legs. Good girls take it. Q turned it on. Even the lowest setting feels incredibly intense to me, and being sensitive from earlier as well as totally helpless only added to the feeling. My legs shook again, and I couldn't help but try to move my hips both into the wand and away from it. I screamed around the gag, my clit throbbing. I could tell Q was having a lot of fun with this.

He had started with my most sensitive spot. My little clit, which as you know, is incredibly sensitive to direct touch. And oh yes, all I could do was take it. My helpless pussy getting wetter and wetter... Q took a break from rubbing my clit and grabbed my tits again. He massaged them, told me how much of a good girl I was. I felt so sensitive all over, wondering what he would do next. Then he pulled my nipples and I felt my nipple clamps squeeze my puffy nipples on both sides, making me moan louder. The cold metal of the clamps warmed quickly from my body heat. I must have looked extra cute like that because I felt extra cute like that. I let my head hang back as I tried to adjust to the constant sensation, shifting as much as I could and breathing heavier. Then I felt another cool touch, this time poking inbetween my pussy lips. Moving up and down, easily sliding along with my wetness. I realized it was one of my pink glass dildos. Thin and easy to take. I steadied my breath and relaxed more.

I took heavy, deep breaths as I groaned in pleasure. I felt another orgasm coming on fast. My moans became higher pitched and needier as I got closer. Happy, tortured moans. My breath hitched and there I was, cumming hard all over again. "Cum for me, that's right, cum for me," he encouraged, keeping the wand buzzing on my clit. He left it on for a few more agonizingly good seconds of overstimulation and then clicked it off. My breathing was erratic and I needed to calm down again. Everything felt so good. Q massaged my shoulders and rubbed my body all over. My arms, my legs, my tits-- he always made sure I was comfortable and relaxed everywhere. We decided my arms needed a break from being stretched behind the chair, so he retied them in front of me. He wound the tope around my elbows up to my palms, pressing my arms together.

"You're such a good girl," he kept telling me. "You take it all so well." I moaned again as he slowly slid the dildo in and out. Effortless strokes that made me moan and squirm against the ropes keeping me in place. Such a perfect feeling. Occasionally Q would stop and leave the dildo in me to rub my thighs or sneak up to my face and give me kisses. His warm breath down my neck making me shudder with need each time. He would whisper "good girl" directly into my ear, and all I could do was sink deeper into that hazy submissive feeling, following his voice and not thinking about anything else. Q sped up, now sliding the toy in and out of me faster and faster. I could feel the tip sliding up and into my G-spot and it was driving me crazy. I squirmed harder against the rope, my legs shaking. My back arched, but my tied arms and legs still kept me firmly seated. I could feel myself getting close. My moans turned to loud needy whimpers and then I just lost it. I started to cum hard all around the dildo. I could hear my own wetness as he kept fucking me with the toy through my orgasm. He slowed down before pulling it out of me, helping me catch my breath. I knew I needed more.