FREE RAPE STORIES
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I check my watch, pushing the little indiglo button, 3:00
a.m. The moon is so bright and I can see my toy from where I lay. She
is still tied spread-eagle. I know the vibrator is making her ache,
I can see her lifting her hips and struggling with the ropes that bind
her. She thinks I am sleeping, but I have been watching her this whole
time. I love the pretty little clamps I put on her nipples, and the
rape stories way they stick up in the air as she arches,
trying to find relief. She has been ordered not to cum without permission,
but I know she wants it, how desperate she is to orgasm. But she needs
more... if it comes too easy I know she won’t be satisfied. It
is not the climax she needs as much as the struggle to achieve it.
I rise, purposely making noise. I see her tense, hips thrusting as high
as she is able, always offering herself to me. My toy, my baby slut
is blindfolded and she is not sure if I might be moving to her. Up and
down she lifts those hips thrusting her throbbing cunt into the air.
With no warning, I pull the vibrator from her pussy. She moans as her
gaping hole is left empty and exposed, so open for me. I pinch her lips
together, rolling them between my fingers and thumb, her little hard
clit squeezed tight in between them. My toy is so wet, even after hours
of being stretched out here on the ground alone with only a plastic
toy to keep her occupied. I can see her thighs are still slick with
her juices. I pull the clamps from her nipples and rub those little
nubs too. I know this pain is worse than the clamps themselves as the
blood returns, causing her such an ache. I take my panties from her
mouth and offer a little water. Well, actually, I squat over her and
take a sports bottle of water and squirt the liquid up inside of me...
letting her have it as it dribbles out, tasting of me now. I have not
removed her blindfold and I know she is not sure if I am pissing in
her mouth or if it is water. Either way she is eager for it. Yes, always
such an eager slut. My pussy is so close to her I know she can smell
me. Her mouth moves wildly, opening and closing, tongue reaching, my
toy is so desperate, exactly as she should be. I pick up the thin branch
I choose earlier. I have stripped all the bark from it and it is thin
and supple. Pulling the blindfold from my little whore's eye I show
her what I hold in my hand.
"Please Mistress, please... i will be good.
