I have been informed by Sir that I need to report the activities that took place last night. I was hoping for some more rest, but I need to do what I am told. I will inform SirD that I tried my best to stick with you suggestion, however, Sir was present and by only ensured that I stayed on task, he further stimulated and tormented me. With my ice bucket and dildo, we made our way to the first stairwell. I will also mention this was late at night so I was confident that we would be interrupted. I leaned against the wall and slowly squatted with my knees wide open. Black heels, white blouse, no bra, black skirt hiked up. My very wet pussy exposed. Sir stood before me and put the blindfold on me. I hear the zipper of his pants. Aggressively he shoves his cock deep into my mouth. The tip touching the back of my throat, gagging, almost choking me. I moved my head so I could breath. He pulled out. I took the ice cube and rubbed it on my clit. It was so cold, the dildo slowly sliding into my pussy. I feel Sir's hands grab my hair and squeeze. I am feeling the sensations of the dildo deep in my cunt, I am trying to listen for any sound of anyone coming in. I can feel myself starting to cum. I don't make a sound, I don't want to let Sir know that I am cumming. But fuck, he can sense it and he grabs my hair harder taking me away from the edge. I can feel my fingers circle my clit as the ice cube has melted. Dildo still fucking me. I try to stand, but my legs were a little weak from maintaining the squatting position. Sir helps me to my feet. Dildo still inside of me, he escorts me up the stairs. Next stairwell, my one breast exposed, he hands me another ice cube. I slowly circle my nipple. Sir turns me towards the stairs, he pushes me forward so my head rests on a step. My arm holding me up on the step below. Sir increases the speed of the dildo and moves it in and out of my now very wet and engorged pussy. I'm trying to hold myself up, taking the pressure off my head. It hurts a bit. I circle the ice cube around my hard nipple as Sir fucks me with the dildo. My ass high in the air, Sir stops....I hear the door open and slam shut. I try listening for a sign of him. I'm getting a little scared. The ice isn't melted yet, so I don't dare move. All I hear is me breathing....
I hear the door open....Sir? I'm thinking....I hope it is sir that is grabbing my hips and slamming his cock into my pussy. My head rams against the step. I do have a slight mark on my forehead from that step. Sir, then speaks, reminding me that he has been timing me. He informs me I have taken 15 minutes so far. It feels like so much longer, I am sweaty and wet. My hair is stuck to my cheeks. He orders me to unbutton my blouse another 2 buttons. He exposes my breasts. He holds the dildo and orders me to clean it off with my mouth. I can taste myself. He puts my hands behind my head. Keeping the blindfold on, Sir escorts me back to our room. Sir has taken control. He takes my blouse and skirt off and moves me over to the window. His feet move my feet to widen my stance. Quickly, he is inserting the we-vibe. I feel the 2 pulses as he syncs it with the remote. He widens my stance just a little more and slowly slides the dildo back into my pussy. I feel full. I feel the cold plastic of the bondage tape as he wraps it between my legs and around my waist. One more thing, dear Andrea, he says. "I have done pre cum at the tip of my cock, clean Sir off" I slowly kneel, and I feel a few different sensations deep in my cunt. My tongue licks his cum off and I slowly suck on the tip of his cock. He brings me to standing and places the headphones on me. I can see. I can't hear anything except the Frank Sinatra. 'Ive got you under my skin'. I haven't heard that song in a while. Suddenly, I feel my clit engorge, I move my hips and change my stance so I can further the movement of the dildo. I cum, and again and again and again. Sir, pulls the headphone away from my ear. "10 more minutes, dear"
My cu t is so engorged with pleasure. It's so sensitive, I wasn't sure if I could make it through another ten minutes. I lost count of how many more times I came. Sir, wiped my forehead and moved my hair out of my face. Honestly, SirD. I do not remember much after that. My body was overwhelmed and exhausted. I haven't spoken with Sir since. I am hoping he can can fill in the blanks for is.
Xoxox
Andrea
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