Edge of Pleasures Razor by Renier Laroche (read aloud books TXT) 📕

is all I want to hear. "Not yet," I answer.I see you tugging at the bonds, your muscles bulging and straining. I just smile wickedly. Moving down to the end of the bed, I unhook your ankle cuffs, one at a time, and retie them with your legs spread and up and open, looping heavy soft ropes under your knees to take the strain off your legs. I run my fingernails down your inner thighs, and I can see your battle, the battle inside you, hating to be bound like this, loving it at the same time. Taking a leather cock ring, I unsnap it, and quickly wrap it around the base of your throbbing length. Snapping it, it squeezes you gently, putting slight pressure around you, like my fingers would if I were gripping you. "Oh, fuck, Mistress," you groan, your hips thrusting up, trying to find my fingers again. Picking up the purple anal beads, I coat them with the slick lubricant. It's not something we have done yet, filling your ass, but I think it's time. I want you to feel what I feel when you fill me. Climbing on the bed, I straddle your body, facing away from you. My naked body under the nightgown settles on you. God, I do love the sounds you make when I touch you. I reach down, and spread your cheeks with my fingers. You tense, almost lifting my knees off the bed. "Wait, I........oh, God," you moan. I feel your capitulation, knowing what I am going to do, accepting it. I know it's not something you have done before. I know how much trust it takes for you to be bound like this. And I know how much you are going to love it.I start to insert the beads slowly, slipping one in, then pushing it in deeper with my finger. Then the next, slightly larger, until they are all the way inside you, the whimsical heart shaped handle the only thing showing. Your cock, Jesus, your cock is harder than I have ever seen it. A deep mauve, the head almost purple, the veins distended and throbbing. It takes my breath away, knowing I drove you to this. Rising off your body and the bed, I lean down and tell you, "I'm going to fuck you with them, my sweet." Your body shudders in response. I move around the bed, and kneel between your open legs. I slide a long finger into the handle, and put my hand reassuringly on your inner thigh. Slowly, I start to slide it in and out. The beads slide out, one at a time, then I shove them back in gently. You groan, a low throaty growl, and I keep fucking you. Your hips are starting to move with me, reaching for the beads. "It feels heavenly, doesn't it, dear?"You struggle to find words, I can see it. "Yesss."After long moments of sliding them in and out of you, I pull it out. I lay on the bed, and spread your cheeks wider, and start to lap at you with my velvety tongue. "Jeeeessssssuuuusssssssssssss Chriiissst," you roar. I know what you are feeling. Somewhat violated, exposed, naked, and me doing this wicked naughty thing to you, licking you in that private spot. The intimacy of it shakes you to the core. And I feel that exact moment when you surrender it all to me. Your body slumps, and you relax, and my tongue dips into you deeper. You open, yield, and I dig my tongue at you, wanting more, til you are writhing on the bed. Lifting my head, I shove two fingers into you, and dive down on your cock. Your hips surge up, driving your cock into my throat. I fuck you with my fingers, twisting them, pressing on your prostate, driving you wild under my mouth and hands. And I suck, suck hard, and you start to cum. Your body is locked, your head thrown back, your back arched, trying to get as much of you into my mouth as you can. I push hard inside you, and you jerk, flooding my mouth and throat with your creamy essence. I can feel your whole body shaking apart. I suckle you slowly, sweetly, drawing out the last trembling shudders and groans, and then release you. Your cock is still red and rigid.With unsteady hands I untie you. I felt the power of your surrender, and it has shaken me. Before I even have a chance to think about it, you are on me, pulling me under you, and driving your cock into my soaked sex. "Bitch," you whisper before your mouth claims mine. You fuck me. There is no other word for it, you fuck me with no finesse, just raw power and urgency, taking back the control you so willingly gave me a moment ago. I cling to you, lost in your body, in your possession, in your love. The climax, when it hits, is shattering. You follow me down into the vortex, screaming my name as you fill me. Collapsing on the bed, your heavy body covers mine, our bodies warm and damp. Your breathing is like a freight train, harsh and gulping. You roll off me, and I remove the cock ring. "Damn, woman, you said it would be intense, but I never knew. It gives me new respect for your surrender, my sweet." I just smile. You ain't seen nothing yet, my adorable pet. Innocent lover

I am a good pet. I swear. But sometimes mistress drives me to it...I just want to touch her so bad. Touch her, taste her; fuck her. The problem is that she lives so far away. You see my mistress lives in Tennessee, while I'm in Mississippi. Our only contact has been through the internet. Tonight, that changes; my mistress is coming to visit her pet and finally, after years of patient waiting, her pet will be able to taste, touch, nibble and suck on his mistress. He'll finally pluck her sweet little cherry.She told me last week that she was coming to visit. I got excited, of course. I've know her for 3 years now and have never met her face-to-face. Of course I've fantasized about it; how could I not? She's the sexiest woman I've ever met. Perhaps I should describe my mistress for you, since you haven't seen her. My mistress stands about 5 feet, 6 inches tall, has long luscious red hair, the kind of hair you want to plunge your hands and face into. She's very pale and freckled, which she hates but which drives me absolutely wild. She's not petite, by which I mean she's not as thin as a post, but she's not horribly big either; she's the perfect size to fit in my arms.She arrives today. I'm so excited, and I have everything prepared. She knows that her pet's a kinky fuck, but has no idea what I've got in store for her. I've been cooking all day and my apartment smells exquisite. I have candles set up all over the place and before long they'll be casting their soft glow over every inch of space. On the table is a bouquet of long-stemmed roses, there's also a bouquet in my car for when I pick her up.As soon as I pick her up, I'm going to bring her back here, take her bags into the bedroom and tell her to go into the bathroom, where I've drawn a bath for her. It's a very girly bath, full of bath salts and nice smelling things, and floating on top is a sprinkling of rose petals. After she gets out of the bath, we eat. Once we're through with dinner, I take her hand and lead her to the bedroom, which is lit with candles. Slowly I strip her down to nothing and lay her down on her stomach. I straddle her butt and begin massaging her slowly, occasionally drizzling massage oil onto her back and butt. Now I get rebellious...Mistress doesn't like me touching her without permission, but she's so sexy that I can't help it. My hands wander up her leg and caress her virgin folds. She moans softly and I lean down and nip at her earlobe. Quickly she pushes me onto my back and ties my hands to my headboard. She asks if she gave permission to touch her that way. I grin defiantly and say no. She walks over to her bags and goes through them quickly, pulling out bits of clothing."Close your eyes pet. No peeking.""Yes mistress," I mutter, and shut my eyes. A few seconds go by and I hear cloth rustling, she's getting dressed..."You may open your eyes now pet. Look at your mistress, see how she's dressed for you."I open my eyes and my jaw drops to my chest. She's put on a pair of thigh high black nylons. You see, I have this fetish, not so much a pantyhose thing as it is a sock fetish...My mistress attends catholic school and the long socks are part of the uniform. God how many times have I stroked myself, thinking about her in just her socks and skirt, riding my throbbing cock? She walks seductively over to the bed and straddles my hips, and runs her hands up her stomach. She moans softly as she cups her breasts, teasing her nipples lightly."You've been very bad pet, touching your mistress without permission," she says as she runs one hand down her stomach and traces the outline of her pussy with one finger. "I'm sorry mistress..." I am, but she doesn't believe that I really am a good pet."No, you're not, pet; I can hear it in your voice. But you will be when I'm done with you."Slowly she teases me by touching herself. With one hand she pinches her nipples gently, twisting now and then. The other rests lightly between her thighs, fingering herself with first one, then two fingers. She moans softly as she curls them into her g-spot and she gives up on her nipples, sliding her free hand down to massage her clit. I can feel her muscles thrumming as she comes closer and closer to orgasm. She tosses her head and moans loudly, rubbing furiously at her clit. Finally, she comes, covering me with her sweet nectar. She pants and leans back against my knees."Mmm...That felt so good pet...Pity you're disobedient and couldn't participate..."I stare greedily at her soaked cunt, still throbbing from the orgasm she just gave herself. She holds the fingers that she had been fucking herself with near my face."See how wet your mistress' cunt is? You should have felt how tightly it was gripping my fingers, pet.""May I taste you mistress?" I ask. She holds her fingers up to my lips and I suck on the gently, wrapping my tongue around them, trying to get every last drop of her sweetness off of them. Reaching up, she unties me."Do you want to eat me pet?" I nod, of course I do. "Off the bed...Now."I slide off my bed and kneel in front of her."No, no pet. I want you naked first. Strip for your mistress."Slowly