Brute fucked Not seeing, you now felt my warmth move close as I silently returned to you. The tip of the belt, sliding down your spine, leaving more shivers in its wake. Once it moved past the small of your back, you waited, bracing for what came next. You gasped, as the next sensation was not the leather, but a thick, smooth finger gliding between your wet ass cheeks, skimming ever so lightly over your rosebud. I chose to slowly encircle your delicate opening, moving, caressing, probing. This delicious Brute fucked sensation caused you to arch to the fullest extent permitted by the restraints. To your surprise I grabbed both inflamed cheeks, driving my wet tongue past the heat, and into your rosebud, gradually encircling, tormenting your ass with long leisurely licks. You attempted to push back, but to no avail, moaning against this tasty sensation, suddenly you felt two fingers driving deep into your other wet opening, working in and out in rhythm with the wicked tonguing of your ass. Unable to move one way or the other, you could feel the sexual storm rise within as I drove you higher, front and back, tonguing and finger thrusting in concert.
Brute fucked Two more breathless moans quickly escaped your lips as you rapidly neared an orgasm from this delightful torment. You were about to cry out while the pending orgasm longed to rush to the surface of your being. You desperately bucked against this wonderful torment, pressing, crying out, then clamping hard in your sheath’s inner walls upon the insatiable, repeated thrusts. It felt so delicious…..then just as your body started to writhe with anticipated pleasure building within, I pulled free and quickly delivered three more lashes to each cheek, leaving you gasping in a combination of hot need and pain.
Brute fucked “Ohhhhh….please!!” you wailed while a fresh glow of pink quickly returned to you inflamed buttocks.
“Why…..???”
“Does my Mistress get to cumm unless permitted?” I asked as if curious.
You pouted, clearly despondent that you lost the hot climax which was nearly yours.
Stubborn silence.
Brute fucked Three more lashes and cries of pain. “Please….please….came your response”
Tears now ran down your cheeks.
“Your answer my dear?” I demanded.
“No Sir,” came your unrepentant response.
