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GILF offers her boyfriendâ€™s oral skills as a gift.
I was confused, I had no idea what would happen next. She sat back and admired her work.
"That is very pretty, I must say."
With her finger she wiped away a drop of pre-cum which had formed on the tip of my penis. With a tiny delicate motion, she licked it from her finger. Her hotness made me ache with desire.
"Now for the finale. This next part you may find a little difficult to bear. I understand but I expect you to do your best. I strongly suggest you do not struggle and you stay on your knees."
She moved close behind me and taking the end of the rope which hung from my neck, she threaded this between my legs and brought it up around the rope which tied my ankles. She pulled it taught, tightening around my throat and bringing my head back. Then she tied the rope to secure me. I was shocked. The position frightened me. I could not move and feared I would choke. I could breathe but I had to stay perfectly still. I calmed myself and submitted to my bonds. She stroked my back.
"Open your mouth. Bite on this," she said and she pushed a thin bar between my teeth. It felt like rubber but was hard. I held it in my mouth as instructed and imagined how many others had done the same. It scared me, the thought of what was coming.
She went to the bed and returned with her favourite flogger, which she let hang from her wrist as she got close to me. She dragged it's strands across the tops of my thighs playfully, tickling me, teasing me.
"If this gets too much for you, spit out the bar, OK?"
I looked her in the eye and nodded.
With a quick flick of her wrist the flogger's strands swished and crashed into my testicles. It was like fire, a rush of pain so intense I was quite unprepared for it. It seemed like each strand cut into my skin and left a red hot glowing line. I let out a muffled "Ahh!!!" from behind the bar and breathed rapidly.
"One." she said.
How many more? Nineteen???!!!!
Then came the next stroke.
A quick, short flick filling my belly with burning lines of pain.
My body jolted forward and the noose started to tighten.
Each time I let out a muffled cry. At one point I was shouting "Fuck!!!" through my gritted teeth which held the bar - an expression of my disbelief at the sheer level of pain. She looked at me, gauging my reaction, her hand poised, holding the swinging whip. She paused. Another?
I jerked forward, my body doubling with the pain involuntarily, but my throat was stopped by the noose which held me tightly from behind and I choked. I couldn't help myself. I was starting to panic. The ropes seemed so tight, I needed to get away. I tried to shake my head but I couldn't. Pulling myself upright, I struggled for breath. I spat out the bar which dropped to the floor with a small thud.
"Please, Mistress. No more! Please! I beg you! It's too much!" I gasped. My head was spinning from the pain glowing on my balls and the rope tight around my throat.
She put down the flogger and started to untie the noose rope from my ankles. The pressure on my throat eased and my head fell forward. I breathed.
"Thank you, Mistress, " I whispered. "Thank you."
She held me close and my head rested on her shoulder as she untied the thin cord around my genitals. She said nothing but stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. She slowly guided me to lay in her embrace as she rested against the foot of the bed. I felt her warmth and power as she held me, naked and tied, my body glowing with the fading embers of the pain she'd lovingly inflicted.
We stayed like this for a while and the pain slowly faded.