Peggy then turns again, so she is facing me, and reaches up to those nipples. I see the toothbrush in her hand, and hear her say “Is this how you want me to exercise?” I watch with more interest as she brushes those nipples, first left, then right, until they are even more erect and swollen than I have ever seen. This increases my interest. I wonder how she will remove those clamps now. Her hands move to the alligator clips, and I realize that my question will soon be answered.
The release of tension from the alligator clips causes the chains to fall, and the clovers to return to their horizontal position. The attendant bouncing and twisting of the nipples draw a little scream from Peggys throat, and she realizes this is but a precursor of the sensations she will soon be feeling. Bravely, she reaches up for them, and I tell her to count, and to be sure to drop her hands to her sides when she pulls the clovers loose. Gulping, she nods assent and I hear “One, two, three” and listen for the screams. I am not disappointed, though I am proud as I see her hands steadfastly held to her sides. She drinks in the pain like she will soon be drinking my come. It is a beautiful sight, to see her take this for me, and I admire her courage as much as I enjoy giving her the pain.
“Continue, bitch” I snap, and she shakes herself to get ready. The look in her eyes begs me for instruction, so I tell her to display that needy cunt for me. Peggy spreads her legs, pushes her hips forward, and thrusts her pussy out to show me the wet lips there. ”Spread it” I snarl, and her hands fly down to pull her lips apart to show me her inner sanctum . So wet, so hot, so needy, and as of yet so unsatisfied. “You may rub that clit, but remember, no orgasms without permission”. Peggy starts to rub, circling it, stroking it, even pinching it, all the while whining, moaning and sobbing. I watch her bring herself to the edge, then back down, over and over. She is learning to be my little slut all right. She keeps here eyes on mine (as much as possible) as if to say, “please, please let me come” but of course I am not ready yet. I will hear her beg before this night is over.
I observe her bring herself once more to the edge, and then shout “Stop!” Startled out of her rhythm, she does so, and I congratulate her. “Good job, your show is almost halfway over” I tell her, and she slumps down in frustration. “I know your greedy little twat is ready, but how about those luscious nipples? Pay them some attention”
Peggy stares at me for a moment, then her hands each up ever so slowly to those tormented, swollen, and hyper-sensitive nipples, just recently released from the clutches of the clovers. She starts to stroke them with her fingertips and they react at once, elongating to over one inch. She pinches them, and her knees buckle as she strains not to come without permission. Twists brings gasps of pleasure, and when she stretches them out, I think she is going to lose control, but she somehow manages to maintain. I watch with respect as she runs the gamut of pinches, tweaks, twists and pulls, and all the while I am getting harder and more ready to take her. At last I tell her to stop and crawl over to me. Gratefully, she drops to her knees and makes the trip.
When she reaches my feet, I nod my head as I open my legs, and her hands virtually fly to my zipper, longing to release my now rock hard dick. “Easy, slut, easy” I chuckle, and she pulls it our reverently. “Now show me how well you suck cock. You talk a good game, lets see you deliver” Gulping and nodding, she starts with just a feathery lick of her tongue along the shaft. After a few strokes like this, she bends to take my heavy, cum- laden nut sac into her mouth. Some light suction, then back to the shaft, this time flattening her tongue and caressing the whole length. I admit that I groaned then, and she smiled up at me, looking for approval.
The slap I gave her face and the shaking of my forefinger told her not to get too confident. Peggy redoubled her efforts, now bringing one hand into play. I noticed with a smile that her other hand was busy, buried in her nether-regions. As she licked my shaft, her thumb was rubbing the head, and that almost did it for me. I roughly pushed her away, and then grabbed her head and told her “Make an “O”, bitch!”. She opened her mouth and I roughly shoved in, slamming my length down her gullet, hitting the back of her throat and gagging her. I held myself at the back of her throat until I felt her start to choke, the pulled out just enough to let her breathe.
“Skull fuck time” I chortled, and held her head still as I slammed in and out of her mouth, using it as I would a whores cunt, pounding it relentlessly, enjoying the wet, hot cavern of lust. I noted her hand working furiously between her legs, keeping time with my thrusts, so I yelled, “almost, almost, almost” then grabbed her head and held it still, but I did NOT come down her throat! Instead, I pulled out and grabbed her wrist to prevent her from disobeying again.
“Almost lost it there, didn’t you, cunt?”. Peggy nods her head in dismay, and I hold her close to my crotch to comfort her. “That’s ok, I stopped you in time. Now on your hands and knees”.
She scrambles to comply, and soon I am presented with a nice view of Mrs. Sanfords pussy and ass, just waiting to be used and abused. Which will use first? I drop to my knees behind her to gauge the proper height, and reach under to grab a nipple. Pinching it, I declare, ”Let the orgasms begin” as I plunge into her twat with one smooth, harsh stroke. She gasps, but is soon pushing back to match my rhythm, and the heat of my cock in her oh-so-long denied cunt, along with the constant attention to her nipples, draws out the first of a series of wailing, shaking orgasms. I ride her through three, four, five, who knows, then pull out with a plop. “That’s two holes down, the best one to go” I say gleefully, and grab Peggys hips to put her little rosebud at the right angle.
Now, there are two ways to enter an ass. Gently, with plenty of lube and warm up, and roughly, like the barbarians did to the Sabine women. Guess which method I chose? As my thumbs spread her cheeks, Peggy had no doubt. At the last minute, she called out to be careful but I knew she did not mean it. My fingers grasped her ass and I pulled her onto my raging prick with one hard, slamming stroke. I was buried to the hilt in an instant, and I could feel her ass flexing, stretching, working hard to adjust to accommodate me. I just held myself there for a moment, taking time to reach down to once again abuse those nipples. As I pulled them out to their full glory, Peggy squealed and came again. The motion and heat was almost too much for me, and I groaned out loud. “You little bitch” I growled, and started to stroke. “You have to beg me for the next one”. Soon, she starts to beg. “Oh please, oh please may I come for you? Please ram my ass with your hard cock, and make me your come-slut, your pain pig, your ass-whore Please, please, please.”
Being a gentleman, and taught never to disappoint a lady, I give her permission, and the orgasm this time almost throws me out of and off of her. Somehow I manage to stay inside her hot, clenching ass, and I tell her that it is now my turn. A few more strokes and I am ready. I grab her, turn her around, and pull her up so her mouth is right where I want it. “Don’t spill a drop of my gift to you” I order her, and ram into her mouth for the last strokes. I roar as I come down her throat, and my cock is rewarded with the feeling of Peggys throat swallowing, working to keep all my torrent inside. I hold her head still so I can feel her throat working, and at last I am spent. I pull out and shove her aside, pushing her over so she lands on her side on the floor. I look at her there, ass gaping, pussy leaking, and tongue working to capture the last few drops of my come, and smile, Peggy Sanford is indeed a great humiliation-pain-cum slut, and I am happy to use and abuse her. I might even let her sleep in the bed tonight with me, and not on the floor.
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