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The pleasure of ownership and watersports.
But they may have seen me staying after the meeting adjusting my shorts. You were naughty by tempting me at work, and now you will receive your due.
With you firmly tied, I begin by wrapping that wonderful breast with cotton rope, pulling the loops tightly against the base. You moan slightly and grunt as I wrap it in coils until it stands up, hard and stiff with the nipple jutting fiercely against my palm. The rope bites slightly, and I know you will bruise. I am counting on it. From one, I proceed to the other, wrapping the rope around your left breast the opposite way, tightly pulling against the base until both are imprisoned in the rope. Since I don't want them slipping loose, I wrap the end around your chest 4 times, running under them, forming a brief support. You are beautiful, the white rope set off against the now reddening mounds of your breasts.
I know that they are beginning to ache. I know that you are feeling it, and that soon they will turn a lovely purple and begin to lose feeling. Listening to your protests and cries, I ignore them. I know that you are trying to distract me, because I will do what I want, when I want, however many times I want. Flicking your erect nipples with my fingers, I bring the screw clamps with the chain between them. Each nipple is gently clamped so the weight of the chain pulls against the pressure of the ropes. Your nipples ache and your breasts burn as they start to turn a light blue. Your eyes are on mine, looking deeply into my soul as my fingers lift the chain to your mouth, squeezing your jaw to open it and putting the chain between your teeth like a bit.
Still searching your eyes, I look into you as I tighten the clamps on your nipples, watching the pain increase and hearing your moans. As you toss your head back, the movement pulls hard on your crushed nipples. Seeing tears form at the corner of your eyes, I run my hands over your hard breasts and burning nipples, squeezing and massaging the hard mounds. Their ache is replaced with dull pain as they turn blue and then gradually purple under the bondage.
I lean close to you, my lips brushing along your cheek and sliding up to your ear where my tongue flicks slowly against the piercing in the lobe. My teeth grab and pull, bring groans and tears. Now I whisper to you that I am going to spank your bound breasts. Your gasped denial causes the chain to drop from your lips. A sharp crack from my hand slapping your cheek brings you back to me. I yank the chain back up to your mouth making you scream slightly in pain. Your bit once again properly grasped in your teeth, my hand waves back and forth between your aching mounds, slapping and spanking what needs to know that it is owned by me.
My left hand slides between your legs, spreading your lips to feel your wet and hot cunt that is waiting and needing to be filled. What a hot slut....you are dripping with desire. The pain in your breasts is converted to pleasure in your cunt. My fingers tickle your clit and I am rewarded with a grunt and your attempt at a hip thrust. Instead, I give you three fingers roughly, pushing you up and straining your ankles against the spreader bar. Shoving into your wet cunt, I can see the orgasm building in you as I look into your eyes. With three fingers in you, my thumb and pinkie grab your clit and pinch. You shiver with pleasure and I know you are close, but I don't send you over the edge just yet.
Standing back before you, I ask you if you know to whom you belong, and your nodding head and tears let me know I can drop the chain from your mouth. As I loosen the clamps, I twist them from your nipples and you groan again at the burning, needles pinging at the sensitive flesh. Grabbing your hair, I pull your head back and look down into your eyes and ask you again.
"Who owns you, slut? Who does what he wants, when he wants, as often as he wants?"
Your breathing is heavy and ragged.