Waiting

[La****]

Waiting. The room is quiet except for my
ragged breathing. Can't move. My hands
are cuffed to my ankles, my weight is tipped
forward. My face would be pressed to the floor,
but a rope tangled in my hair wrenches
my head back. I hold myself taught and
uncomfortable, because the other end
of the rope ties into an anal hook. And
the anal hook is buried in me. Can’t see.
A blindfold turns the world to darkness. Can't speak. A gap bit stretched my cheeks,
the ball in the center of it fills my mouth.
It's cold in the room, but I'm sweating.
My neck hurts, my cheeks hurt, my ass
hurts. My fingers twist uselessly, caught
beneath me, pulled back between my legs.
My cunt hurts. It's cramping and lonely.
Waiting. Goosebumps rise on my skin.
I want the thud of a paddle, the whisper
of a flogger. The sting of a whip. The heat
of wax or the chill of ice. The warmth of
your hand, the buzz of the vibe. Anything.
Everything. I want *** and pleasure. To
suffer, and to writhe in ecstacy. To plead
or to cry or to moan. I want it to start.
Hurt me. Love me. *** me. Fuck me.
Do anything except leave me here. Waiting.

[Bi****]

This got me out of bed this morning 😩

[Ki****]

Oh my what a predicament to be in

[ov****]

The way you have with your words is almost as sexy as you. It is captivating and exciting to get a glimpse of the space your mind is in..

[Mi****]

I'd love to watch you squirm

[fe****]

It could be worse you could have to take a shit really really bad

[ov****]

Wow fet Bob way to kill the vibe..

[fe****]

I would put it in her anyway you can always take a shower when you're finished

[su****]

But the alone time waiting, is part of the submitting. You have to take the boredom with the gravity. The contortion, with Sirs calm. You are tense cause you yearn for anything, but it’s the nothing changing that brings more connecting. Until he gently places his heavy hand on your lower back. You uncontrollably shake and remember your hook is in, so you bend forward as much as your restraints let you, feeling the different pulling of hair, and hook, and it feels very very good all of a sudden again as he moves his big hand slowly up your back. You make the sweet heavenly muffled feminine moaning sound of please known the same in all languages. He grabs the back of your neck with this hand, and slides the other quickly up under your hip and puts a firm grip on todays prized piece of body, reaching all the way back to the now little opening provided by a properly tied tight hook. To let you know that is also going to be thoroughly enjoying today as well, as he pulls a little on what is sure to still be tight in a little while when he’s ready for it. You hear him slide the paddle across the table it’s on as he brings it to you, now lightly tapping it on your table you’ve been so perfectly and tightly restrained to. He reaches under your neck and places that firm strong hand around it, gently rubbing his thumb on your cheek while gliding that big black leather paddle down your smooth tingling goosebump riddled sexy back. And over your ass cheek and down the back of your leg and over to the other knee and back up the other leg till you feel it stop, right where it should be, on the thickest juiciest soft hump of your sweet ass cheek. You moan again and attempt to nod yes please Sir. It lifts , and well you get the idea lol

[bu****]

Oh my