Porno for Breakfeast

“Porn For Breakfast” 

A Love story: …love lost, love found, responsibilities and redemption, tattoo’s, an affair, a beautiful dorky that overcomes overwhelming odds to triumph & a wall street pirate who risks everything and takes many bullets for his soulmate, crazed family members, puntuated with liberal doses of the hero & heroines extreme, obscene & fetishistic sexual habits.

A two year time frame for the story, most of the fact is easily recollected between two brains. The background of the Worlds credit crisis unfolding.a perfect backdrop to frame a Pirate either making a fortune and getting indeited ( a ponzi?) 

or

losing a fortune but gaining the everlasting respect of his peers and family for ‘doing the right thing’ ….the possibilities were endless along those to plots.

A sexy bondage ‘accident’? maybe a near death that leaves a victim with prior knowledge & a strict hush up settlement?....most would expect that to be a males crime, so he muses She would need to bear that offense to make it interesting.

Porno For Breakfast

……………the confusion she felt was a combination of his pot and her usual cocktail of a few glasses of wine and a couple of shots, but she felt so good! The warm glow was making her more comfortable than ever before. Her body was responding differently too, she could feel every nerve; every twitch brought another sensation that elicited more low groans from her lips. 

They had agreed that while physically they yearned to permanently mark each other’s flesh with the secrets of their passions. Each time they added temporary bruises to each other, they both knew it was only a matter of time before the marks would take on permanent scarification.  She had been whispering her need to scar him all the while she had encouraged him to leave strategically placed teeth marks and bruises on her tender breasts, shoulders & thighs. she bore the marks of their passion.

She had tied his body tightly, he was held in rope before her, turned upside down, his ankles and wrists connected, his body covered in a film of his perspiration, a glazed look in his eyes as he murmurs unintelligibly to her. There is no need for conversation, they both know exactly what to do to please, hurt, tease& amuse and satisfy each other. She places one end of her red dong in her mouth and kneels beside his head, the hood he wears bears the earlier signs of their administrations in shared streaks of drying saliva. She marvels again as his mouth dutifully opens as he feels the dong touch his lips. She knows she has him in her boy mode and strokes his head as they begin the journey of loving each other.

………soft gagging sounds, one high and one low as they move their faces nearer and nearer, the red dong slowly vanishing into mouths as they feel their eyes tearing up. She fucks her mouth with his, she uses his mouth as if it was her pussy, their lips brushing together briefly as they hang onto gasps of breath…trying to die at the same time…she’s climbing over him, her body owning him, her mouth devouring his tongue as he rolls his head back to finally breath, she repeats this over and over, each time she feels herself pushing on the plug inside her that she cannot move. A pool of her drips on him with each effort.

She stands behind him. Naked, he is on his hands and knees. His head hooded, the gag in his mouth inflatable,  a bridle of black studded straps adorns his head now, horses blinkers keep him dark,  his body strapped, his shorts zip open all the way to back his tail. He stands as she strokes him hard again, she locks his balls down with the tight steel ring and padlocks it closed. She connects the ball ring to his leash and ties it to the ring eye on the floor. He dutifully assumes the position for her use and pushes his butt up and his head down waiting…She recalls how she felt watching him piss into that porno whore’s asshole after cranking it open. The shiver of anticipation that she knew with an absolute certainty that she would eventually be face down ass up begging to be his urinal, and begging to release it any way he chose her too.  Hehe! She thought as her pussy blew a bubble again.

She watches him and uses her booted foot on him. She pushes the tip of the boots toe into his pucker and prays that he leaves a smear for her to feed his slut mouth. A long drip of his precum drips off, and she collects that on the boot with little attention to how he feels about it. She lights a cigarette and thinks about burning him again. She holds the red hot tip up to her face and blows it making it glow hotter.  He quietly goes back sucking on the plug in his mouth wishing she would pump it making him tear up just a little. She hears his thoughts and squatting over his head she pumps it cooing that He is Her private facefuck and she begins writing FaceFuck on his cheek in brown crayon, while inflating and deflating the cock in his mouth….she loves that his mouth is hers to use, she loves it that his eyes light up when opens his mouth, a sex organ for her to develop any way she wanted, one that eats her off for hours and hours, one that wants her day and night, clean or dirty, bald or stubbled, he would eat her like no other, she didn’t need to ask or even hint that she needed to be eaten out. He ate her every chance her got, he ate her asshole until she could feel her ass twitching, screaming to be fucked, stretched, held in pain for her to enjoy as only ass pain can feel……

Looking down she sees her red cock resting on the back of his head. She has it in her hand, impersonating how she’s seen him handle himself. She stands up, squats alone on the floor, she lubes the cock and squatting inches from his blind head she slow wanks her boy, feeling it move in her as her hand glides along red length….gripping cock, she stands over him, dipping the tip into flesh.

He gasps..pushes his pucker up trying to catch her cock in him, again she brushed, fuckkkkKKKK i want that in my …..again a tease but she stays there, leaving the red cock just inside him, slowly bending her knees she dips into him, no resistance to her, she watches as she fucks him all the way to the hilt…moving just slightly as he exhales and pushes back on her……she slowly stands bringing her cock back to the tip ….he groans gagged …. 

She walks around him, cigarette in one hand, red cock in the other slowly wanking it in his face. How she longed to piss and come through this cock. She loved how empowering it felt strapped in tight, 2 or 3 inches of it tightly encased in her curved upwards trapped on her pussy’s most power orgasm producer her G spot, not deep nudging on her cervix, that would be too distracting, no the red cock she wore was too keep her pussy wet and interested while she fucked her boys ass like only she knew how. But that’s for later.

With these delicious thoughts ringing in her head, she fetched her black latex glove…just one for her right hand. They love the way the black gloves look on video, and she makes a big production of putting one on snapping it over and over. She liberally greases the funnel tube and places the tip on the pucker on his ass.

His eyes close slowly as he pushes his ass to meet the object loving his hole. Almost immediately he feels it slipping down into him. He is unable to stop it because its gravity is slowly slipping it down until he feels the large bowl of the funnel settle on him.  He waits patiently as she talks on the phone, walking around the room, telling the caller that she needed to take a pee and had to go…now…..

HeHe!! She straddles him and just moving the black g aside slightly she pee’s long and hard into the funnel , watching it vanish down into his ass and moving the funnel around slowly, she is amused how much he takes until it’s all gone. She tells the caller what a good pet boy she has and takes numerous photos’ to share of his use. The Caller hangs up.

Hehe!! She removes and wipes the funnel, a bubble of greasy pee forms on his pucker and rolls down him, She likes that and strokes him hard again, his pucker winking and bubbling she takes another inflatable plug and seals him closed, pump pump pump…. Hehe!! She loves what is happening to him, she is going to fuck him soon and push her all of pee out of him…Hehe!! So fun…. She’s been wearing the panties for him for days. Fuelling his fetish for a fix of her smell and taste when he needed. She’d been sleeping in them, mopping herself up after sex , pee’ing and ‘other messy things hehe!” …now as she pumped his asshole to seal her pee in him, she unbuckled his mouth.

He feels her unbuckling his mouth, and feels the plug deflate. It’s been in his mouth so long his tongue aches. She gently blows sips of cold water into his dry mouth marveling again at his throat. Slow fingers play with his mouth, loving it gently and curling down to tickle his gag. Holding him on his gag She reaches down to cock and grasps it deep on the root, wanting it connected and protruding from her body, she wanted that cock in between her legs. She wanted to wear it inside her or hanging from her mound. She wanted to feel blood coursing through it, she wanted to grasp it in the night, rock from her dreams of …..

She brings the G string bunched up in her hand to his face and he opens his mouth and extends his tongue knowing….She places them on his tongue and rubber bands them in place. His mouth closes over them and a low moan is heard

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Unwashed for 36 hours, with her wrists buckled high and wide above her head, she had little choice but to dance on her toes to keep standing up , but it was better  infinitely better than laying naked and dirty on the cold floor. At first she had shown her mock resistance to her predicament. Nevertheless, she stood on tip toes, the sheet of black plastic rustled as she danced. Having given up using ball gags, he had gagged her loosely with his black kid leather glove, the rubber band holding it deliciously in her mouth. It was like having his fingers in her mouth, laying on her tongue. She tried to will the empty glove fingers to life, make them massage her gag, just a little, just show him she could do everything he could do. She desperately wanted to do everything to please him. It pleased him to hear her groan as she broke all her personal taboos for them both.

Nothing….she hung there waiting. The dogs sniffed at her because it amused him. He sat at the desk, making phone calls, laughing with friends.  She smelled the joint he smoked as she thought about it he walked to her and gave her the blowback she craved. Minutes later her head swam stoned. She heard him chopping and mixing something in a pot.  Then music, his music _ The Doors she thinks…. Her head unfocussed again her thoughts swam. 

He stood behind her, still dressed in all white cotton. Only with black latex gloves and his black leather mask. The cams and lights hummed low.  He touched her shoulders and stroked down her back. He felt her respond to his touch, arching and lowering her hips, hanging her head forward. He rolled a stool behind her and palmed her cheeks shaking the curved plug that sat in her.  He moved to her face and removed the glove from her mouth and softly kissed her. She felt his gloved hand reach down to her butt and his fingers separating her soft flesh. She gasped when he quickly popped the curve from her ass while they kissed and his fingers moved quickly inside her. She felt the burn of them stretching her there and groaned her complaint into his kiss, but then she felt a warming numbness overcoming the burning . Moments later two of his fingers were knuckle deep  fucking her, and she pushed her ass back hungry for more ass fuck and he gave her a third to work on. She heard his quiet laugh and felt the first familiar tingles in the nerves at the entrance of her ass. Cocaine and Vaseline, devious fucker. Her sphincter began to slip into a beautiful feathery painless state as he slipped in the inflatable plug into her and pumped it quickly to her new size. She hung there as he pulled her blindfold onto her eyes. She felt him move something heavy in front of her and she felt the head of the wand lightly pressing against her clitoris. With a flick of a switch both her ass and her clitoris came alive with a low humming buzz. Certainly not enough to get her to orgasm but her body responded eliciting soft mewing sounds. 

He stood behind her at first, a black leather flogger swinging around her body, stroking her with it, she ached to be hit with it, and as she thought it he brought it down on her back and her thighs, he watches her move to the points where she wants to be flogged and he gives her exactly what she craves. By the time he is finished her entire body from the neck down has been reddened by flogging. Her soft breasts respected and ignored, but she paid for it with her inner thighs and ass cheeks that are deep rouge from his flogger. 

Stopping for a moment, she feels him writing on her and she smells marker pen. He writes Vene, vidi, vici across her shoulders.

What did I write?  He says.

Vene, vidi, vici She whispers ….

She knows she will be left this way to endure the denial of her orgasms for some time. She was grateful that she had been allowed a colonic because the buzzing in her ass and the painkilling elixir he applied inside her had made her dark hole hungry and its pulsing with feeing she’s never felt before. There was a definable itch deep in her that she needed him to scratch. He heard her thoughts and deflated her ass slightly only to re inflate it even tighter than before. He’s amused that some bubbles of her excitement escape from her ass as he unseals her and re seals her…..he listens to the rasping of her breath as he re inflates her so slowly, he knows she feels only pleasure now, her mouth hangs open and murmurs her excitement alas she is unable to move.

He sits on the easy chair smoking a cigar, ignoring her hanging from her wrists in the middle of the room.  She’s begun to make a shallow puddle under her. He watches as she begs for a higher vibe setting, her head down unable to concentrate on anything but the vibrations in her body. She has been able to avoid overloading her clitoris by leaning back away from the vibe, but her ass plug was merciless, it went where ever she went, and it was pumped just a little too hard for her, but this time she felt like it belonged in her, it fit her, her mind wanderers as she begins to squeeze on the plug, but she couldn’t move it, each time she tried to shit it out, her pussy leaked pee and strings of her squirt, the plug seemed so deep in her guts, she hoped that when he finally removed it, he would instantly replace it with cock, his hard cock, she wanted it in her body, as the thought occurred to her she felt herself winched lower until her weak legs took her weight. She dropped to her knees unable to stand.

He undid her wrists and ankles rubbing the bruises momentarily. He feeds her a blowback and settles her on her hands and knees. There is no need to further bind her or restrain her. She will stay where ever she is put, she knows exactly what to do.

She puts her face on the floor. The black plastic sticky and wet from their passions. He joins her on the floor and they animal lick the tastes together, sharing in smells and tastes they produce. He slowly fingers her vagina, which has been almost ignored for hours, slipping to her G he gently strokes her inside hearing her soft orgasm and while she is coming he deflates her plug and extracts it from her body.

Oh my god her pulse rattles in her ears. His fingers gently playing with her ass, she can feel herself puckering and winking, she hears him approve softly massaging her and slipping into her. She has no other sensation than pleasure from the nerve endings inside her ass. He would turn her ass into another toy. She was scared that her poo would never work again, but her animal drove her on. He placed her hands behind her holding her cheeks for him. She knew he loved to watch her while she was almost out of control. She knew her body was juicing, she could feel herself rolling down her thighs, and she knew he was playing with whatever was dribbling. She felt him straddle her….and she felt the top of his cock playing in the wetness that they had created. Mimicking how she fucks him, he dipped slowly into her body and she exhales until she feels his entire cock buried in her…his tight balls rest on her pussy.

He lays on her body, pinning her down flat in their mess. He stretches her arms out, their fingers curled up ….She twists her head back, and licks his cheek, kisses him lightly and puts her head down flat. She loves the noise, their fucking is making, taking deep hits of the smell that they have created she slowly passes out as her vagina begins to dance convulsions.…..

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…She awoke because her arm was trapped under him. She shook it back to life and got up. She lit a cigarette and quietly walked to her bathroom. She closed the door and sat on her toilet.  Almost as soon as she sat, her body exhaled a large gaseous bubble of air…only smell from it was the smell of sex that reminded her what the last few days had entailed. She rubbed the sore bite mark on her shoulder, loving its painful ache. She knew her back would be bruised and red, her thighs were a patchwork of flog marks all the way to her feet. She took a long pee. Some other fluids also ran freely from her. She felt somehow different as she squeezed her poop muscles. Bubbles of lube and cum popped out of her noisily and she blushed deep red. She tried not to push as she knew her muscles were already pleading for more of what she got treated to just a few hours ago. She got up and looked into her toilet. A very unsatisfying tiny nugget of poop and lots of stringy oily passion juice. She put the black thong back on without stopping to clean up at all. Smiling, she softly padded out to the lounge, the room was a wreck, straps and buckles lay on the black sheet. Their puddles were still there waiting for them. 

4.28am

He tries to feel himself as he sleeps,  laying on his side, sleepily he spoons her sleeping body, she nuzzles back to him raising her knees into fetal as he closes the gap enveloping her in his arms, her hair falls on his face, and she laughs as she collects it under hand. She reaches back behind her and holds the root of his cock in her grip. Sleepily her fucks her hand.

9.45am.

He awakens and goes to the bathroom.

She hears him take a morning pee and a long hard fart. He runs the shower and takes 20 minutes washing, showering, shaving and rinsing off. The Bathroom fills with steam. When he returns to the bedroom, she has made coffee and is sharing hot pain de chocolate and croissants.

They take the food and step out on the balcony, naked they sit and eat. She begins a game and scores 73 on her first word.

10.30am

She is laying in a Japanese flower bath. Lotus blossoms drift up and down in blue water flavored with rare babadas salts. She sleeps and her mind drifts………

10.31 am

He beats the snot out of a scumbag attorney at the squash court……she has tied his cock and balls with black cotton. He is not to break the thread until she next inspects her boy.

_____She watches herself seated.  The TV blasting an annoying cartoon. Mess everywhere.

I’m in his T shirt. He left it here and I’ve been wearing it night and day. He left a cute pair of pink cargo shorts here too…I haven’t taken those off either. That was until just now!!

I watch from the chair as T shirted me stands up. My mother sneers from her bedroom that has suddenly appeared in my house, to “Close the fuckkin door, can’t you see I’m busy!”…As I close the door I see I’m about 18 years old. Mom has a few friends there and they are laughing and partying. I close the door and see my grandma crossing the street walking to my house. She’s about 55, my Grandpa is yelling out of the window at Grandma not to forget to get the stamps. I watch T shirt walking around the house. I visit each of the bedrooms in turn, before stopping at my old bedroom when I was married to Fred. I stand in the middle of the room, It feels so much smaller now. I loved the bedding, the feel of everything in the room. The smell of me, just how it should be. I watch me go to the bathroom and I watch my face instantly recognize everything, every towel, every feature. I watch me walk across the house and out into the yard, but as I turn to look at the house, Lola and Stella stand next me and I stare at them. I hear a cell phone, but it’s not mine. I watch through the back window as I feel my precious blackberry torn from my grasp, a dog barks, the phone skids across the air looping the loop as it stops cartoon like before plopping into the fish tank sparking and fusing to the bottom. You watch, you turn and throw a slow motion air punch at a nose the was there a minute ago? You watch as your Shewolf pulls up in the corvette with a huge orangutan in the passenger seat. You watch Shewolf PUSHES THE ‘tang into the house and pulls arguing Chuckles and a small baby out (in her teeth like a shewolf) . Man screaming and cursing at the door …..Shewolf drops baby in the car and turning you watch Shewolf stalk back to the house, moments later howls of agony and pain, red stripes of carcass blood sprays on white walls and curtains ….Shewolf slices his chest wide with a stroke of razor sharp claws and snarling rips him to pieces before his witnessing eyes have a chance to die.  Arguing Chuckles sits stoic but smiling to herself in the seat as Shewolf drives silently away.        

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…..he was sleeping but she couldn’t help it. She was hooked on this sick porno flick she had found on the old server that he got returned from Brazil. She loved how it disgusted her so much to watch the filth but she wanted to watch it more and more even though the images sickened her they awoke an animal vibe in her. She liked how they literally wallowed in their own passion mess, rolling around in it, playing with it, she was shocked by the beautiful girls and boys that were snorting boy cum like it was snow, but she’d never seen anything like the human milk fountain, or the two naked skanks, one male one female secured to toilet seat back to back in a basement giving up their throats to a line of guys. What a fucking mess they were after 3 or 4 of them each, she closed her eyes and listened to the skanks throats cumming. She watches the cam pan down to the pool of mess on the floor.  A beautiful hooded slave with a demi tasse spoon in mitten hands is crawling around on the floor cleaning up_ amusing.

…..She continues musing that she believes she could orgasm ‘simultaneously” from her ass, her pussy and her throat. She knew she could cum individually from each. She especially loved orgasming from her throat, the noisy messy experience always made her push her cervix down hard and her ass? she laughed how she had stuck to “exit only” for so long, now she found her fingers up her ass as much as they were in her puss. She’d loved it when he forced her to use two of her fingers from each hand on herself, while he filled her mouth with cock. That was the first time she felt her ass convulse and try to shit out her fingers, she was so empty at the time but as she heaved down she felt the soft pipe of her ass cumming hard around her fingers as her pussy literally exploded. Rivers of her runny throat rolled off his cock…she shivered.

She sat across from the large mirror, inspecting her beautiful new boobs. 10 months old, all the scars had vanished, her nipples had never been that sensitive, but after nerve movement from the implants her nipples had become full of life.  She looped the red string around the base of her left nipple, gently tugging her left barbell up just slightly and winding the length of floss around the dark nipple flesh, trapping her blood successfully she wound and wound until just enough string remained to loop a knot. Admiring the work and the pierced exposed tip of darkening nipple flesh, she repeated the procedure on her right nipple. Taking a red rope from the box she hung it round her neck and began rolling rope around each breast until both swelled comfortably. She wound the remainder round her waist tying off. Wearing tit rope all day is fun, hehe! She could feel her pulse in her tits, her nipples pounded …so deliciously trapped.  Her mind wandered as she rolled her tied flesh for her reflection. He’d drip a cocktail of white and red wax on her tits soon. Eventually covering them in a coating of thick wax. She be made to carefully wear the wax, every piece that would fall off or break was collected to be re burned and melted on them over and over. She wasn’t permitted to masturbate at all. He had given her a 1700’s French novel about a waywardly depraved but nevertheless loved wife of a French General who had sexually strayed while he was at war, and upon his return, She had woken up in hospital with a temporary condition of chastity thrust upon her in the form of a sutured closed vagina! The heroine eventually won out by removing every hair on her body, adorning her body with an entire body tattoo and learned to use her other ‘remaining” orifices to continue her depraved life in a demonstrative, audacious and scandal ridden style until her death.

He lays in bed, watching her and sipping coffee. Ignoring her for a while will make her crazy, he sees how she’s adorned her tits, she loves her big tits, he’s going to use everything but her tits, leave her nicely trussed up for a while.

She lays down on the huge bed next to him. They share a smoke. She puts on thick white socks hehe!

He watches her, like a submissive puppy trying to get its owner to play, she pulls her ankles up and stretches her legs back higher and higher, her hips pop up and she laughs softly, until moderating until totally comfortable, her wrists and ankles joined. He quickly snaps on her cuffs and anklets, and snaps them together.

Her eyes close, and she silently asks for his choice of blindfold. He smiles and lovingly blindfolds her.

While idly squatting his Salad on her mouth, ….he licks each Chinese cup, he planted a huge one over the meat of her pussy lips and gave her three quick sucks, then up and down her inner thighs around her pussy and ass he licked and planted, each brought the her infamous guttural moan into his ass.

Giving up verbally is like her last taboo. She found it so hard to talk during sex, but she loved to muffle and chew her dirty thoughts behind a blindfold. She knew she’s juicing up again, she felt him insert two vibe bullets into her pussy and he was placing them on her with expert fingers, tucking the bullets wires into tit rope he dropped the little remote control next to her head. Wonderful, she has control of her g spot, A set of butterfly fingers groove her fleshy butthole, she felt herself puckering and winking, one finger, two , three….flat wide …her poor asshole was getting what she’d begged for…please stretch me, please…oh my fucking god…..he had two fingers under the first three …both his hands worked slowly, so slowly she tried to push him out and her body opened and swallowed him deeper. Then he took them out and let her wink and gape, she couldn’t wait to see her body do that on film

She had laid a string of butt balls on the pillow… a 6 set of hard squash balls on a thick nylon string , pop pop pop , three vanish quickly up her butt hole, he leaves the remaining three rudely hanging from her to bounce around. He lights a candle and opens a fresh bottle of poppers next to the flame. Almost instantly the room contains the aroma. Sufficient aroma’s delivered is always tricky, but a sure sign is that first surge of heartbeat. Closing the bottle tight …..he picks up the candle ….

“where?”

“wax?”

“yes”

“ my aching trussed up breasts please, especially my tied pierced nipples….i want to really feel hot there …right on the very tip of…….aHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhh ”

He pours a fresh sludge of wax down on her..both tits shiver as the wax splashes. (Its always a good idea when you want to absolutely cover big tied tits with wax to put down a thin layer of wax first.) Get her bulging tits warm to the feel of wax, then pile on thick with a couple of colors.

He drips black and red candles bringing the flames right down to the nipple flesh,

…closer…” she said….

……closer!!@@””        

The red string cooked the tied nipple GENTLY, dripping wax to seal in the heat. She groaning and hissing curses, slowly rolling inches to and fro, a long set of cursed sighs as the waxing continues, thick hardening on her flesh, her nipples really ached now, the trapped blood was delicious.

….she hears the keys and the door, she hears the hose outside and he’s talking to the neighbor. She closes her eyes and sniffs the air looking for a trace of poppers smell. If she was going to lay here trussed up she might as well enjoy herself. The blindfold was so dark, hehe! She must have fallen asleep for a minute.

A tongue tip, on her clit deliciously swatting back and forth, she raises her hips, the mouth on her, sealing her. Clitting her again, softly, someone adjusts the bullets they buzzzzzz….the mouth holds her open, warm tongue slipping in deep….she feels a wave building, pulling her legs further back offering herself to the mouth. Mouth slides down, circling the string in her ass, mouth sucking on her butthole, Her butt shivers and mouth licks slowly round playing with the string before traveling back to her pussy. She shivers, mouth facefucking so wet slicking up to her clit, Chinese cups falling off , big sensitive red circles, mouth sucks each leaving deep hickey bruises around her vagina, hehe so pretty

At first it feels like a suction, then she feels the balls being pulled slowly from her asshole. She moans because it feels like she’s going to shit…..to distract her from her ass, mouth is swatting her clit again, but now mouth is pulling on the string and swatting and pulling and swatting ….

Pop pop pop ……..her scream is music and she squirts four long streams of cum from her vagina into mouth waiting to collect every drop.

Mouth straightens up and silently leaves the room and exits the house from the back

…….Left to lay there panting for a while She begins to loosen her wrists, wriggling her tiny hand she freed her right hand. In a minute she was free and quickly peeked out of the window to see him drying the black sedan. Quickly clearing up the mess she ran to the fridge and grabbed an Evian and started sucking down water. There were three bottles cooling. She finished the first and started the second. She brushed her tangled hair and made a few phone calls, catching up with messages. She was still wearing the black thong, which was practically stuck to her…hehe! , she chucked the second bottle and started the third. She actually could feel her bladder, filling fast …delicious.

He had taught her to roll cigarettes and joints, and she wanted to smoke. Sitting cross legged and beginning to feel her bladder start to ache, she slowly rolled a clumsy yet elegant joint. As she lit it she heard the key in the lock. Sitting naked but for the sticky thong, she smoked. No longer caring about alcohol, at least not today….the buzz in her head stoned her.

She watched him undress and head to the shower. Her music played through the house. The bright afternoon sun shone. She wanders into the bathroom and thanks him for coming in earlier and relieving her needs. She already knows it was not his mouth that satisfied her or extracted the uncomfortable balls from her ass.

He smiles behind the shower curtain and claims his forthright innocence.

Finishing the water, she knows that she will need to pee very soon. She tells him so.

He assumes the position and waits while she secures the funnel into him. Straddling him, she pours a few very generous shots of vodka and then she pee’s a torrent of her clear pee…all is guzzled up by his hungry ass. Filled to the brim she removes the spout and pushes a few inches of the drinking tube into him, then seals him with her plug. She passes him his straw and he takes a sip of her vodkapee from his body. Without missing a beat, she assumes the position and holds herself lewdly open as he places the funnel tube into her and pours more vodka into her followed by his hot fresh pee. Moments later she is plugged and sipping on his vodkapee from her body.

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As they lay end to end, alternately sucking on each other and sipping each other dry, eventually, they begin to only draw air from each tube and slowly they extract the tubes from the seals. Playing only with the plugs they lay tapping the metal with small metal tools, sending more thrills into each other waiting until they both feel suitably dilated to move to the next step. The larger red lay on the floor, fresh from her dishwasher, he recognized the form of his cock that she had took from him in plaster and had a red made that was cock at each end ….long and thick, challenging! She’d been training herself on it every chance she felt the itch, and now dry of his pee and suitably dilated she wanted to show him what she could do now….

While he watched, she kneeled squatting, glazed eyes and mouth open, her eyes never leaving his, she rose her body on the upturned red, and exhaled as it disappeared slowly and painfully into her body. When she had buried her half, he watched her stand and turn, kneeling again her head low growling, her tail high, her hand grasping her red, sticking it up, waving it gently, slowly pulling it in and out of herself and shaking, beads of pussy drip from her.

He crawls to her, squats near her and plays the plug out of himself. She sucks on him gently, gripping his cock again but not wanting him to finish what they had begun. She lays beside him and his head in her crotch, she gazes down to watch him slow wanking her red as it moves gently in her, while sucking on her pussy, and pushing his mouth into her until she heard his low groan as he tasted her.

Her mouth sealed him and slurped on him, she ignored cock, after popping the metal from him, she eat and drank him pushing her mouth into him and feeling him shake and cry on her mouth, biting around his hole, loving it and feeling him respond, she sucked on him as had done to her, she felt him shaking and fucking her mouth, so slowly so sweetly, she reached up and parted his taut flesh, eating and sucking the meat in her face, loving the taste and loving how it made him shiver and groan.

They did not want orgasms, they wanted to explore each other. They lay silently, flesh joined and not letting go anytime soon. Alternately playing open and eating each other took time.  

~     

He felt her mouth and her hands on him. His hands secured behind his head. He watched her draw the pinwheel around his body. She pin wheeled down him, tenderizing one side of his body. Armpit to the cleft of flesh on his inner thigh. She could see the veins of his cock pulsing as the pinwheel rode down cock. She was treating him like meat. He felt her crawl over him and she planted herself on his mouth. Falling slowly forwards she opened her mouth and took him down until there was nowhere to go. Her mouth rested on his body, her throat twitched around cock as she played herself back and forward on him, the noise, the soft gagging that her throat made. Each time she gagged she would involuntarily push her anal and vaginal muscles setting off a chain reaction to the mouth sucking slowly on her clit. She feels his fingers in her ass as she pushes again and she swallows the fingers all the way in.  He can feel each spasm approaching as her soft guts push down on his fingers. He plays with her as she gapes open, running his tongue and fingers around her hole, feeling the muscles tremble as she cries and groans for more around cock in her mouth. He pulls her ass to his mouth and kisses and sucks her ass, ignoring her clit and treating her ass to his mouth. She comes off his cock and squats over his face, loving the marks across his chest and using his nipples to steady herself over his mouth.

“Feed me please”…

“My pleasure baby”….

~

………… “Paul’s” was nearly legible in red lipstick across her tits. She loved how her tits were tied. She felt utterly submissive today. She moaned her approval as she felt the pin wheel on her left breast. Making its way from her armpit, she shivered as the pins pricked her flesh. She stood, leaning against the wall of the living room. She wore the boots because they kept her feet warm, they also looked so hot. She’d worn stockings for a change; they made her legs look longer than ever. She stood there. He tied the red scarf around her eyes.

“Paul’s”…she muttered under her breath. It was all she was permitted to say for the next hour. 60 minutes …not a long time. She relished the thought of screaming the words instead of her usual stream of conscious thought. She had watched in the mirror as he told her that the tattoo artist had his request already and she would put “Paul’s” in red & black script on her mons veneris.  She didn’t know where that was which further heightened her thrills. He held the small hand mirror below her and was anticipating what she would look like tattooed.

She was beginning to overwhelmingly horny, her pulse was thudding in her ears again. “Please”…she said to the wall, unable to actually figure out where he was. Please what? He sat in the couch. Still dressed.  She arched her back and pushed her ass out swaying to and fro. “Please” she whispered now half facing the floor.    

He concentrates the flogger across her shoulders and strokes her hard. Over and over the flogger trails across her back, she rolls from side to side getting the floggers tips to lick the sides of her tied tits, carefully not to mark them. Spreading her legs further she serves him her puss to flog. She can feel him swaying the flogger between her legs, each touch of its leather strips makes her shiver again, she can feel she is dripping and there is nothing she’s going to do but get wetter. Its like he heard her think that and she feels his fingers gently teasing her lips. Just the tip of his finger, playing gently in the puddle that grows with each amazing sensation, she curls her lips and utters “ Please” …. She gets the fingers of the other hand playing on her tongue, touching her like they had kissing, opening her mouth, she resists but the hot breath of the mouth is too much to resist, she feels a cool tongue teasing and dancing in her mouth, playing with hers, a tip of a finger teases both tongues in her mouth, she feels her pulse beat hard again, she was coming from kissing, just a small orgasm ran through her, starting in the tip of her tongue as the mouth teased and the finger slowly used both their tongues as sex toys, the back of her head tingled, it shot down her spine and settled deep in her womb, she felt her clitoris harden, and she ached to push down on something to beat it against, she shrugged and shivered, her vagina blew its traditional bubble as she sucked her pelvic floor down and pushed it forwards as hard as she could…..she held herself still and smelt the orgasm that lay ahead …he flogged her there , her pussy hopping with each stroke…”Please” she sucked in air quickly and he stroked her square on her pussy, the second the flogger landed she screamed and pulled her body into yoga Rabbit, she reached back between her legs she gently smacked herself further reddening herself.

“Please” ….she leans over and whispers in his ear.  Slipping out of her jeans, She places a thick towel over the open window of the car, she sits in the window, she hangs out of the window. He stands outside the car, the moonlight shines as he hears her gasp …buried in her. She’s wearing a hood, but she can see. The car is well lit and in good view of the park swings. They had sat in the car, getting high and a little more buzzed, dressed all in her favorite purple second skin latex, only her eyes, nose mouth, tits and crotch were open, the suit had feet that she wore inside boots. The gloves had pointed fingers making it difficult for her to handle things, which was the idea. He had secured her in the door and was gently grinding cock in her making it difficult for her to actually stop coming. It was a constant stream of orgasms, not one after the other, but a totally constant state. She learned to ignore what had felt too sensitive and had been forced to go much further. She had been caught in the door for about 10 minutes and her squirt had become just a river flow that didn’t stop. Its path was down the door of the car. She came again as she was thinking about the car door. Her breath left her as she felt his animal cock punching the top of her cervix, she pushed again, trapped in the door her muscles give way and he holds her fucked deeply while she screams, the bubbles popping around the seam, moments later he takes cock out of her…..her head low unable to make a sound other than low guttural primal moans.

He stands naked in the moonlight, lights a joint and opens the window a crack ….she falls into the back seat, laughing her ass off. Lighting a cigarette, and bringing her wine she hops out of the car. He sets up the cam and plugs it into the car. 

She squats by the tree, her collar studded and her leash short. He pets her and gives her cock to suck while she thinks about going toilet in the woods. She gets into the cock, and slowly rotates her head onto him. She feels him slipping down her, and though her throat is open she lets him fuck her mouth gently, she slides her fingers around balls, rolling him in her pointy fingers.

He squats inches from her, they lay heads together. She feels his cock peeing on her clit. Heavenly warm pee splashing…as she smells him she begins to pee. They both temporarily flood the ground with their pee. Laughing as they play with each other. She watches him tasting fingers and she pushes his fingers deeper fucking his throat.

~

He gets a bottle of water from the car and drinks it all. Kneeling in front of her, she buries two fingers in herself curling up and collecting her taste, and then carefully she places her fingers on his tongue. She feels his tongue curl round the fingers and savoring her on the back of his tongue.

“Please” he begs her with his mouthful.

Please what?

She can’t understand the answer although clearly he was speaking English, but her fingers in his mouth had learned a new game. His mouth was alive with sensation, she lightly held his throat and fucked his mouth with her fingers, three teasing him now, and she had tiny hands so it wasn’t a big deal. 

He put his hands behind his back and she told him to do his best to fasten his wrists to his ankles while she amused herself watching him struggle. It took him several tries to get all 4 clips connected. Once connected he silently waits for her. She stands in front of him tipping his head back and opening his mouth with her fingers again. Straightening his neck she continues to squeeze and work her fingers along his neck feeling his pulse thud beneath. Three of her fingers slowly dip his throat playing with the sounds he makes while she plays with him. She puts her boot against his cock and watches as it rises from any contact she gives him.  Squatting over his face she feels his nose in her and her pussy sealing her mouth. “Breath through me”…she says stroking his face into her as he gasps for air. Reaching down for cock she gives him air and his tongue licks deeply into her pussy. She can feel his tongue frenching her deeply as she squats feeding him in short bursts of juice…         

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….He is tied to the corner of the brown couch; his wrists are cuffed and secured to the top corners of the couch, his ankles tied to the feet of the couch. She left his hood on, just leaving his mouth exposed. She had used thin wet leather strips to tie his balls and cock. They have collected a delicious cocktail of mess ….She had realized that binding cock required her to leave the base of the cock free so she could grind her tiny clitoris against the titanium beads she had had planted there.

She had thought about clitoris enlargement, but was scared of losing ‘look’ and feeling there, nevertheless she longed for hard clitoris contact when she was on her back with her tiny socked feet tucked back under her head. She longed to be left this way and mused with like a sextoy….he read her thoughts reminding her, what she deals she gets back the same way. Hehe!

A line of 5 beads sat under his skin lodged in the muscle wall. She no longer needed to think about getting her clitoris to a climax, the beads did the job on her every time. For the umpteenth time she ‘reverse cowboys” him.  She lays back on him and using her tiny hands on tied cockmeat she slowly sinks back and down on him. He fills her perfectly, like a hand in a glove. She grinds down getting that missing few millimeters of cock that make all the difference, she rolls her hips and feels her pussy begin to slosh up inside.

She knows he can do this all day and joined like this they lay, slowly twitching and moving inside, feeling her bubbles coming to the surface and popping. Lazily she loves him. He groans and unable to move offers her cock to do with what she will. She falls forward and pulling him down she back fucks to him, slow slamming up and down before burying deep and staying there sloshing up inside noisily.  

Her hands pull his cock out of herself and she sits astride him slowly wanking then stroking until pearl of him drips ……it actually looks like a tied darkening cock that emanates from her crotch ….. Dreamily she raises her body and sucks him deep into her again…her white bubbles collect again and form a ring of gloop that she plays with as she lazily  use’s the gloop to finger fuck him while she fucks him. Two of her fingers curl up in him, slowly twisting and turning, he gets harder as she fucks him and she hears him singing low filth. She fucks him so sweetly and milks his G into her pussy.  As she feels his cock leaping in her puss, she slows her body pace and feels him spurting raw milk, his milk is so warm and wet, as he leaks he lets his bladder go and a mixture of his pee and milk release deep inside her. She can feel the tip of his cock nudging her cervix, flooding her insides, warm sweet feel, as she moves they leak the cocktail onto each other and she thinking it’s to good to waste carefully holding herself closed climbs off him and lays her peach on his hooded mouth, her face blowing soft breath on his balls she beckons the dogs to clean him up. The smaller dog has trouble reaching him, so she puts the smaller dog on his chest where she uses her rough tongue to clean him up. The other dogs long thick tongue licks the mess from his balls and ass cheeks. Laughing she plops a dollop of peanut butter in the pool of ass flesh and the dog goes to work eating it out of him.

His mouth tasted all the residues of their sex over the last hours, he could taste the milk that had filled her earlier still seeping from her depths, she slid up and down his mouth, slicking his face as she petted her dogs to pleasure him and keep him rock. The wet leather strips had dried some and she began to untie him, allowing the dog to clean the flesh and fuck cream that had caught there. He oozed milk as his balls were freed. She heard him utter low moans into her body unable to speak with his mouth full as he came free in her hands. She held her possession and let her smaller dog continue to lap at the leak, the more she cleaned the more precum would leak from him.

Woof Woof……a strange dog barks in the front yard…..both her dogs react barking and running to the window. The stranger, a red setter, imperial long red shiny coat, sits in the yard, watching through the window. She laughs hehe! She cages her dogs and steps outside the house.  Moments later the red setter whose name is “Roczie” is on Her short leash and muzzled. Roczie whimpers as She tightens the muzzle and sets about cleaning the bitch with alcohol wipes. The bitch complains with more whimpers as the alcohol wipes antiseptic heat her up. She sits across him, and grabs the bitch’s hind legs using the bitch like a fuck toy she saw on the internet she roughly guides him into her. The bitch howls as she’s fucked, hehe! This is nice….she fucks him into the dog watching her froth up, the bitch howls and humps unable to stop herself getting excited and there was no dog knot to hurt her, she heard him begin to howl too and knew that she was going to treat the strange bitch to a little of her boys come, deep in a strange dog…she pulled the dog down giving him pleasure, not caring about the bitch, she let him use her, she cupped his balls and she heard him screaming softly and begging to come…”where do you want to cum lovebug?” she mocked..as she took his throat in her grasp,

She came up next to him and watched as she squeezed his throat. The Bitch was caught on the cock, literally lifting her hind legs off the floor he fucked her as she humped

“Look at that, my mans cock in a strange bitch, that’s the nearest you’ll come to fucking another baby, I’ll serve you neighborhood dogs. That’s AS CLOSE AS YOU CAN GET TO FUCKING ANYONE ELSE baby! Does she feel good baby? Are you coming in the bitch? Squirt her, hose her down baby”…

She straddles the dogs back, and leaning down she takes control of the dogs hips, guiding the bitch on to him and fucking him just the way he likes….. “where do you want to cum baby?” 

“In the bitch’s cunt!, fuck,,,  FfFFuCcCccKkkKcCCKKK…”” AHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhHHHHHHGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFf …..              

~

She is trussed up thighs to calves tightly bound _   fresh tight black tubular bandage just enough spongy give to let her flex.

Cute Hello evil Kitty black cotton socks

Arms folded above behind head _ wrists crossed bound. Hands in cute Hello evil Kitty mittens.

Each breast separately tied – thick red spring ribbon. Wound at the base, before elaborately wound round her body and neck.

Frozen nipples, dried and then thawed trapped in red tight floss, 

Floss wiped in red hot Tiger Balm _ the throbbing was a totally new sensation, her nipples felt hot!!

Nipple barbells have new tiny bells attached, jingled but never jangled

She was cornered on the soft outdoor sofa on the deck outside in the shade in the mid afternoon sun. He broke up a sandwich and fed her bites and sips of cool wine. He dripped some sweet honey into her vagina and let the two month old puppies lick the sweet mess out of her body on the couch. They looked so cute fighting for licks of it as she turned it into white froth, you just have to train them to love it. The other dogs sat patiently watching the new puppies have their first training licks of Her.  The two owners had left the breeders in the yard and the Dogs were softly growling at each other, both were hardening and had to be handled occasionally to sooth them. Both had been given a traditional small dose of painkiller to calm them. She had hand selected both boys because they were older mature dogs with good tempers, there sizes and knots had been measured to precisely accommodate. Both knew what they wanted from the experience and even unspoken had played with bitches. She loved seeing him satisfy the little puppy and stood quietly watching him force her to a sweet shaking orgasm in the tub. The little puppy’s body shook while she stroked his head and cooed for the puppy to come, she reached under him and shook his plug and he smiled and softly humped her loving hand. Later she fed his cummy cock to both puppies, who licked and sucked on him so sweetly that she knew the animal seed was well planted and it was only a matter of time before….

A large cage, clean and waiting, its double door swung open. She had cut strategic holes in the walls of the cage with her edging power saw and He had had the cover made in thick washable black mesh edged in red for dramatic photographic effect, the cover echoed the cut holes perfectly.  You really couldn’t see out of it. Just shadows at best, inside it was dark and cozy, a personal fuck n suck glory hole cage. She’d spent ages putting them both in the cage and marking where she wanted holes. She had settled on large round holes that would facilitate every possible variation of entry. In fact, several could easily fuck and play with a defenseless caged at the same time, there was literally nothing the caged could do but take it, back, front  & sides, The thought was so hot had made her guts flip over, but she immediately thought of him trapped, his mouth at one hole and his pretty hiney at another, she’d put on red and swap around for while, maybe let one of the males at him for a while, she’d love to suck on him while a bull took him. He’d know that she wanted to be caged, ever since he made a joke about it with the pink cage and the drunken tramp. She would have loved this cage, shed make a bed in it, get cable and pizza!!

As she thought it, he was once again piping her _ the long clear tube smooth and silky, inserted deep in her vagina and as previously marked with her Kv mark on the tube, just to the right spot. First he injects the sperm. One tenth gram of just thawed sperm. Vintage 1998. A thick goo of his live semen shot straight into her uterus. The tube lodged there for 30 minutes. Then a second one tenth gram of sperm shoots deep into her looking for the eggs. 10 minutes before extracting the breeding tube from her, 10 minutes later, he snaps the smaller anal tube in and the warm milk and a glass of warm cognac streams into her intestines…. the booze ingests three times faster than her stomach, she loses all track of time, she closes her eyes and feels the warm thick rush of several pints of warmed milk filling her body cavity. She feels herself fill and is not in any way uncomfortable, quite the contrary, warm silky liquid inside her only made her produce more of her juice to join it, the milk and booze has literally gone deep into her guts and will wait there until her next poo, or he washes it out for her…. to amuse them both …..which she felt sure he was about to do.

While she cooks the milk to her body temperature, he positions the large dog bowl in front of the couch. He waits and watches both pink latex bags of 4 pints of milk cognac empty into her and plays with the dogs while they wait for her.  

He extracts her tube and positions her on the edge of the couch over the large dog bowl. The dogs waiting tongues wagging as She can’t help but lose just a dribble at a time to leak down her body and drip into the bowl. One of the dogs had seen the trick before and began licking at the source of the sauce. Hehe! She asks for, and she gets her new hood – a red studded mouth nose and eye cat hood. 

Tipping her head back, her studded tongue peaks out ….he rims her mouth with his fingers in black latex gloves. Opening her, and slow fucking her with one very lazy finger. She groans when he adds the second, becoming very vocal as he makes his way down her throat in a slow controlled throat fuck.

Each time he cuts her air, her body begins to push gently at first, her instincts abandoned at a tiny sniff, a long waft in fact of waiters poppers,  3  2  1 ….Her heart pounds hard in her chest, she feels her pussy warming ….getting hotter _ an arc of milk erupts from Her as she tries to scream around the finger in her mouth,

“what are you going to do?”….he asks, pointing to the cam…She looks into the lens and submissively mutters, her lips almost unable to speak …”I am going to be your girl, with your fingers loving my mouth, my ass, my pussy, my clitoris, you will force me to orgasm from………… my guts will swallow your semen breeding me…. and my ass…. I’m going to cum spray the dogs with everything that’s inside me and they will lick and suck at me while I come over and over….but I will have to ask to orgasm and will be made to wait..until….ungggGgGGGGGGG”

He applied the wand on high to the tip of her clitoris, and gives her one more waft of poppers ….#3   2  1

Before she passes out she smells a branding iron on the fire cooking         

The breeders get internet movies of mama feeding all the new puppies in turn.

…..She wakes upon the brown couch and reaches for a cigarette. The room reeks of sex and dogs.

He was sleeping on the blue couch. The two dogs sat next to him, half awake, she lets both of them out and watches them for a while. She catches a glimpse of her reflection in the mirror, and gazes at the new passion marks on her shoulders and ass,down the inside of her thighs she feels flaky wax and dried come, her hair is knotted up and she can smell herself…he’d love this hehe! She takes the black thong from the picture where they are now hanging and wipes herself back and front, she lays the g string on the pillow next to him hehe! ….Shower time!!! 

The hot water bit her tenderized flesh….she stood under it washing slowly. Foam and razor, she cleaned her pubic hair and lifed her legs to clean straggling ass fluff. Once clean she filled her squirty bottle with a few drops of baby oil and warm shower water. Pushing the probe in she squirts the contents and feels her body push it all out down her legs, she immediately pee’s and feels the warm fresh piss stream out of her. She refils the squirter, and repeats the process on her vagina until she is squeaky clean. For the first time ever, she feels the need to wash out her lower colon. She had watched his nurse do it for him when he was sick. Kneeling under the shower steam, she slowly probed her tender asshole, loving it the way he had, teasing it with the soft pads of her fingers, feeling it pucker and squirm under her touch, even though in her heart she never thought of her asshole as sexual, she was quickly changing her mind. She felt the release of the warm water deep in her bowels, it spread through her as she with drew the probe…no poo hehe, she stood slowly and refilled, wondering how many bottles of squirty would fit before she convulsed it out. By the third she could feel it all bubbling in her quite noisily, and she was having some trouble keeping it in. The pain pleasure began. She began to count, turning off the shower, she stepped out and sat immeditaly on her toilet, 3 2 1…..wave after wave of downward force as she emptied with a long liquid and poo cleansing explosion….she rose inches off and flushed her smelly mess, sitting again and blowing loud spasms privately until very empty and squeaky clean..hehe! she flushed and cleaning up, drying she sings to herself. Drying her hair, she continues to smile and sing….

Later that morning…..

Trussed in a tight hogtie, quite stoned and unable to move more than an inch or two, she listens to him showering and shaving.

On the bed next to her, laid out for her viewing pleasure …..a new red sponge ball gag, a belt harness that looks like it will hold the wand in place, three lengths of red rope, The wand, wrist and ankle cuffs, mouth hood, the waiters poppers, a red and black seude flogger, a spreader bar that holds wrists and ankles, a strange small colored U shaped thing that she thinks might slip into her and grab her G spot and clit at the same time, and a spongey butterfly with wires that she knows is the long awaited ‘rimulator’……..

She hears the shower turn off and licks her lips.

…..seated in the large sunloungers, they share a cocktail, watching the dogs running up and down the yard.

The winter day was sunny and 78 degrees, they lay in the sun.  Her music played in the house, the back windows open wide allowing the music into the garden. He watches his love walking around, playing in the water spray that shes teasing the dogs with. As he lays there he begins to think about the book again. He intends to write a love story that women may relate too, he firmly believes that men are too lazy to read, preferring to watch a story than to imagine the richness and depth of a written plot. The story that he wants to tell is of Love…love lost, love found, his responsibilities and her redemption, tattoo’s, an affair, a beautiful dorky that overcomes overwhelming odds to triumph & a wall street pirate who risks everything and takes many bullets for his soulmate, crazed family members, all puntuated with liberal doses of the hero & heroines extreme, obscene &fetishistic sexual habits. A two year time frame for the story, most of the fact is easily recollected between two brains. The background of the Worlds credit crisis unfolding.a perfect backdrop to frame a Pirate either making a fortune and getting indeited, or losing a fortune but gaining the everlasting respect of his peers and family for ‘doing the right thing’ ….the possibilities were endless along those to plots. A bondage ‘accident’ maybe a near death that leaves the victim with prior knowledge & a hush up settlement?....most would expect that to be a males crime, so he muses She would need to bear that offense, it was much more colorful than the fact….he smiles breifly to himself as he feels her toes playing footsie with his, reaching for the note book he scribbles the idea.

“Porn For Breakfast” 

A Love story: …love lost, love found, responsibilities and redemption, tattoo’s, an affair, a beautiful dorky that overcomes overwhelming odds to triumph & a wall street pirate who risks everything and takes many bullets for his soulmate, crazed family members, puntuated with liberal doses of the hero & heroines extreme, obscene & fetishistic sexual habits.

A two year time frame for the story, most of the fact is easily recollected between two brains. The background of the Worlds credit crisis unfolding.a perfect backdrop to frame a Pirate either making a fortune and getting indeited ( a ponzi?) 

or

losing a fortune but gaining the everlasting respect of his peers and family for ‘doing the right thing’ ….the possibilities were endless along those to plots.

A sexy bondage ‘accident’? maybe a near death that leaves a victim with prior knowledge & a strict hush up settlement?....most would expect that to be a males crime, so he muses She would need to bear that offense to make it interesting.

HER SOLO

She had several keyed-alike padlocks and some odd locks.

First she opened one of the odd locks. Then she tied its key to a string and placed the key at the bottom of a gallon milk jug, filled it with water, and placed it in the freezer.

Three quarters of a bottle of wine later: the key was solidly frozen in the block of ice. She began her final preparations; she took an eight foot length of chain and secured it to a steel ring set that was cemented in the floor with a padlock. She cleaned out the area around the ring and placed the mattress on the floor. She got an old lamp and plugged it into a twenty-four hour timer. The light and timer would both be out of reach once she was secured. Then she turned off the overhead lights.

She went to the bedroom and dug out the bondage belt. She lubed the medium plug and butted herself, patting it into place. She picked up the belt. This belt has a locking buckle set in front that housed the head of the wand securely against her and it has ‘O' rings at each side and the middle of the back. She has a fairly narrow waist and ample hips, so when the belt is tight there is no way She can remove it by working down over her hips. She secured a short length of chain from the back ring with a padlock. She pulled the chain between her butt cheeks through her crotch and secured it to the locking buckle with another padlock.

Now the only ways out of the belt were to cut it off or use the key. From the excess length of chain in front she secured her handcuffs (she usually likes the cuffs behind her, but tonight she might need to eat or drink so she would need the use of her hands.) With her hands cuffed, she would be able to reach her mouth and sex, but could not reach over her head. She left the keys to the padlocks and cuffs on the nightstand by her bed.

She grabbed the wand vibrator, the odd lock, one of the keyed-alike locks, a jug of water and some snacks, and the frozen milk jug. She dropped most of the stuff on the mattress. She cut the very top out of the milk jug and hung it upside down from the ceiling over a floor drain about five feet from the ring set. She attached the key string to a string hung from the ceiling so that when the ice melted and the key fell, it would hang about crotch level - within easy reach. When she cuffed her hands, however, she would be unable to reach the jug to speed up the melting process.

Next she set the timer on the lamp for 11:00 P.M. (it was about 10:00 at the time). Then she walked over to the mattress and locked the chain from the ring set to the ring above her left hip. Now she was stuck. The only release key frozen in a block of ice and no tools within reach. Even if she didn't carry out the rest of the  plan, she would have to wait until the ice melted to get free.

Before she could think about it too much, she worked strapped the head of the wand in place snugly on her clitoris and the entrance of her vagina and strapped it in place, snapped the lock on the combined rings to her crotch chain feeling it tight against her. Finally she cuffed her hands in front of me with just enough length to flick the switch on. However, connected to the Lamp timer, once the wand was on, it would not go off for hours and hours, she chose the low setting. Now she was completely stuck.

She was chained to a ring in the floor and had the wand trapped against her pussy she couldn't remove it or turn it off, without laying there for hours in the dark waiting for the key to melt.

She  started to sweat and had a small panic attack. She began testing the belt and chain in an effort to move the vibrator or get the belt off, but she had done too well. There was no way to turn the vibrator off to undo the belt, To get it off, she had to wait for the ice to melt, get the key from her nightstand, and unlock the chain. She had sentenced herself to several hours of sexual stimulation with no hope of relief.

She enjoyed the feelings of resignation and despair from self-bondage.

She knew she was in serious trouble when she started climaxing after only a few minutes into her self-imposed ordeal and she panicked again. She struggled with the crotch chain in a vain attempted to move the vibrator or adjust its position, it just found new targets of nerves to hit, making her ass begin to churn and she began to soak down the mattress. She  was into her fourth orgasm, the plug popped loudly out of her and the light snapped off leaving her completely in the dark struggling to find a position for her legs and hips that would ease the pressure on her spasming vagina. The wand snapped off at the same time, and she listened to her own rasping breath. She rolled uncomfortably around in the dark. Suddenly, a huge bolt of lightning lit the night sky, the lamp on the timer surged to life and the wand snapped on again, only it had snapped on …on its high setting. Time began to crawl now that she had no way to mark its passing except trying to count her orgasms, and no way to be sure if they occurred every five minutes or every half hour.

She slipped into a kind of sexual fugue marked by orgasms of increasing intensity between periods of bitter-sweet stimulation. Right after each climax, when her little clit was swelled and super-sensitive, that vibrating was stimulating it toward the next peak. She soon lost count of the orgasms and had no idea of the time.
After some time (minutes? hours?), she began to have series of mini-climaxes. She would rise to a peak and slowly slide back down, but not as far as at first. These came closer and closer together with increasing intensity until she had a SUPER ORGASM that left her sobbing from its magnitude, the puddle on the mattress was now thick with her cream and she was unable to avoid rolling around in it.

She remembers believing that the vibrator had become possessed by some intelligence that knew when I couldn't stand these and deliberately caused them because they happened at random intervals. The pain and pleasure centers in the brain are closely related and at some point each orgasm, instead of giving extreme pleasure, began to cause her intense misery.

She tried using sheer willpower to reduce what was happening with zero success. (An old professor of psychology told me one time, "The mind rebels, but the body compels!!)

She tried to drift off to sleep, but each time she was just about relaxed enough to drop off, that monster shook, rattled, and rolled on her pussy pushing her over the edge causing me unimaginable misery. She ate nothing and only sipped a little water. She remembers pleading with it to breakdown.  Each time she felt a super orgasm building I would curl up in fetal position and rock mumbling a mantra of, "Please I can't take another one! Oh please not another one!" Of course she was FORCED to endure it.

She began to worry that she would die from pleasure. He would find her hours or days later. Finally she passed out from sensory overload or went to sleep from physical exhaustion – she’s not sure which.

When She came to, dawn's light was streaming in the window. She looked over and saw that the key was hanging within reach. She half crawled, half stumbled over to it and unlocked the chain. She stumbled up, Her legs weak from the hours of pleasure/pain she had endured. She nearly crawled into her bedroom and snatched the key from the nightstand. Unlocking the belt, she was finally free of her tormentor. She looked in the mirror and almost didn't recognize herself. There were dark circles under her eyes and her face was drawn and haggard; but she was smiling!She frothed with excitement….buzzed and more than little stoned, her bed was covered by the clean plastic sheet…..clean?  not for long….. Her belt was locked on. Sinched tight, she heard him join the rings and felt the lock click. He put the small odd golden key on the TV.

It had been a long day and quite frankly she had nudged him all day. He had eventually been teasing her for at least 4 hours, dinner, drinks more friends, more coffee…then finally he drove them home. During the meeting at lunch she had taken off the black thong and put them in his jacket pocket during the meeting. Later she had sent him a text saying he needed punishing but she wanted it more and she wasn’t that fussy how he punished her. He had been watching her in the bar, getting buzzed and loud….. he liked it when she got buzzed. He’d watch her eyes at home soon glaze the moment she put the new ballgag in her mouth.

On the drive home she said she needed to poop, so hurry up……   

A very carefully created loop of the most unusual pornography had been created for them with a equally insane soundtrack of whips and wet slaps, boy and girls screaming and begging plus a wonderful crazy wall of music. The TV in the bedroom lit the wall, it was hard for her NOT to watch.

On her back in the middle of the bed, pillows propped behind her shoulders. wrists are buckled to the side of the belt. She staring at the guy putting a string of washing pegs on the brunette. She hears him singing along with the music. Just the act of buckling her tight into the belt makes her so wet..she’s been shy about that…  He puts blindfold on her her head but doesn’t pull it down over her eyes just yet. The brunette on the TV was wailing LOUD!! She bends her knees towards her chest and he ties each ankle to the sides of the belt as well. So vulnerable, her hips round up and he lightly slaps her cheeks just to tease her.

He’s walking around the house. Playing with the dogs getting them excited. He picks the cold reddi-whip up and sprays a thick line of cream down her ass cupping his hand under her he cups her pussy and makes a nice cream donut for stella to eat. He watches her tounge slurp long slow then short flicks eating the cream out. He smears a finger of peanut butter around her asshole, he hears her rasp as a fingertip rubs around the inside slip. Her head rolls and she mutters under the ball, she pushes her ass up again….a thick creamy slick covers stellas face as she sticks her tounge deep in looking for more peanut.

~

She feels the wevibe slipping inside her, the instant buzz hits her G and clitoris with waves of silent ultrasonic vibrations. The Wand held snugly against her vagina, the round bulb slightly seperating her lips flicked on. Then she feels her cheeks  wiped clean of the mess stella made, her ass pushes out again seeking the contact, she murmurs her filth into the gag again.

~

He stand and watches her shaking out her first couple of orgasms. She’s biting on the soft ball, mumbling shit about her pussy walls are fountain and he should stick his cock and balls in her mouth, filling her throat and cheeks like dog with a knot trapped in mamas mouth….she came in a rasp but she could not stop either the wickedly brilliant Wevibe and the wand making her flesh literally shake, her lips and the entrance to her vagina was trembling. There was a distinct spray of her juice coming from her, she could feel it spitting and spraying on her thighs and stomach like a light rain storm. It made the humilations of her forced orgasms even sweeter. He left the room, turning off the lights and leaves her in the dark for a while.

All she can hear is the humming of the vibes, Stone Temple Pilots and slapping fuck noises, she’s loud through  her 3rd and 4th orgasms, both come quickly together, he strokes her face and plays with her gagged mouth while she mumbles behind the ball, begging him to let her suck on him. He removes her ball bag….just enough for her to speak a word then buckles a different one on her mouth, this one was his favorite, a soft red jelli cock in her mouth and a protuding red boy sticking out of her mouth. She lay her head on her side as wave of of several orgasms hit her and the last one makes her shake so hard that she overflows down herself…….

He turns the wand off for a while but leaves the Wevibe running….not able to find a single rolling paper in the house He leaves her listening to the musical porn and her own sounds…there’s a river of her sloshing around on the sheet under her now. He positions the rim“lator on her ass, postioning it he gives her the remote in her left hand, letting her set it to just comfy getting hot ass twiching and pulsing, he takes the remote and gemtly slapping her ass and thighs he flicks the wand on to low.

Kissing her face he goes out to buy wine, malboro and rolling papers.

He watches her through the window blind that he’s left just slightly open. She’s orgasming over and over, her hips shaking her shoulders rolling and more river hits the plastic sheet while she loudly chews on the jelli cock in her mouth.

~

After the first ten minutes she began to have waves of orgasms again. She wasn’t able to control her body tied this way, her hips curled up in the ropes, her body held constantly open and shaking from constant vibrations, the harder she pushed her hips up the more the vibes hit their targets, her clit was bullet hard, tingly and very sensitive. The wand was on low and it just hovered on her embedded in her lips and it made her scream behind her ball again as she felt another gush leave her body with a wet splashing sound….oh how he loved that sound of her pussy exloding. He loved his cock deep in her, feeling her losing control of herself. Rocking gently from side to side she was coming in a constant stream….wailing softly….as she thought it… she heard the car in the drive. The bedroom door was closed. She heard the door and the chirp of the alarm, dogs barked and voices as he put the wine in the fridge. She heard the bedroom door open and she muffled loudly…..She heard him call back and told her to relax and be quiet , he was opening some wine. She waited, a familiar perfume filled the bedroom, but she couldn’t place it.

……then a fingertip traces her lips around the soft gag,long manicured fingernails teasing her mouth, trailing fingers down …down …seeing your predicament, smiling, trailing fingers tease across red ropes, testing the tightness and trembling thighs, watching as a finger tip is sufficient to send Her into another small wave of spasms, creamy river ….Fingertips strokes feet, legs, thighs, nipples, face, stroke hair, armpits, tits, arms, belly, lips, cheeks, She muffled feels the wand snapped off and feels the wands buckles removed and hears the wand put on the floor. The hands flick the Wevibe off and gently remove it. The G spot hugger is covered in a thick cream that she puts to one side knowing that he will feast on that while its still warm.

She feels her suddenly free vagina soothed by warm mouth, gently sucking and blowing her back to life.  

~

He stands watching her as X mouths her pussy, slowly inserting the cock head of a soft red jelli in her ass. X points to her mouth, He straddles her face and lets the Gag fall out of her mouth to her chin, she positions her head and lays back licking his cock as he feeds across her tounge. X plays with Her ass, knowing just how much to give her, He feeds her cock and they watch as her vagina empties long squirts as she cuts he air…like a dance, she noises, he withdraws, X pumps her ass, and Her vagina squirts again….they repeat the game, until He comes in her mouth, X slapping his ass and churning Her ass on the jelli while she eats him….. She never see’s X, X slips out of her clothes and showers and smokes a joint while we let you rest, left trussed & blindfolded, He and X kiss Her in a triangle of tounge…X places a shared tab on the three and we begin a trip as the moon turns to cheese and a train track is laid across the sky by midgets …… 

~

6 months later

He serves her grapefruit and kiwi on the deck. Fresh spanish coffee and sweet majorca bread. He admires her beauty and grace as she combs wet hair and texts her family. Her 6 month belly bears the result of X’s visit, she refuses all alcohol and hasn’t smoked a cigarette since. The tiny X on her hip and the date in script below it reminding her of the day he knew she got pregnant. 

 

  

…..She returned from the bathroom, the bar was busy tonight. He was still nursing the XO, the tall gawky blonde was still trying to get a conversation going. She’d been eavesdropping, and had even started a conversation behind her with a younger couple eating at the bar. He was dressed in a pinstripe gray suit, no tie, short italian banker collars. She could smell his Dolce across every other smell in the bar. She watched the blonde make a move, her hand settles breifly on his thigh and remains there just long enough for him to glance over at her. There eyes met, as when always one would feel, the other would feel it too. This wasn’t new to them, it almost made them unique, but they had met others with even stranger connections. She felt her thigh heat and looked into his eyes as the blonde continued to tempt him, oblivious to the actual agenda. The man of the couple offers to buy her another wine, and she smiles her thanks. He didn’t need to actually make a choice in his mind, he simply sent a thought at her, and her pulse quickened, she felt the blood pump around her body and felt a wave that he sent deep inside her guts…she rested a moment against the bar, recovering and thanking g-d she’d worn underwear tonight that need a moment of attention (again) she returns to the sanctuary of the now empty ladies room. She squats over the seat to save contact with the skanks that have been here before her and takes a long peeeeeeeeeeee. She returns to the bar. 

When she looks to where he was sittinng _ he is gone. She closes her eyes and moments later feels him. Taking a deep breath she feels him erect and feels a mouth on him, drunken mouth warm on him, guzzling him in, she feels his breath, and hears his blood pounding in his ears as she feels him reach down and hold fistfuls of hair..without opening her eyes, she walks out of the bar and round the corner into the large unlit carpark.  She walks to the car and see’s that the lights are on, the tailgate is open, and music is playing. He’s leaning against the car, jeans down on his ankles waving boy in the breeze.