Watching tv..
Posted in Musings on September 28th, 2008He dresses me in my prettiest pink floaty dress, my white fur wrap, white lace topped stockings, and my adorable pink dolly shoes. Oh how I love those shoes, so perfectly cute, with their pink shiny straps with bows on, and their perfect dolly heels.
He sits the dining room chair in the center of the room facing the tv, and tells me to sit down like his perfect dolly wife that I am.
I sit there passively as he restrains me to the chair. I can hear the living room tv on in the background, well in front of me really, but I cant see it as he has my eyes blindfolded.
He chains my legs to the chair and to each other, so they are held open and inviting. My wrists chained to the chair legs, so that I can move slightly but not too far.
Then he gets some gaffa tape and tapes my mouth firmly closed, and I moan slightly with excitement as he tapes me with 4 pieces, firmly holding my mouth shut.
My pussy is soaking wet when he whispers in my ear that he has things to do and that hes going to leave me there wet, and secured until he is ready to use me.
I listen to the TV, my mouth muted by the tape, but my body noisy in its needs. My pussy aching to be used, my ass filled with the pink hard butt plug he gave me earlier to “Fill my slutty ass till he wants to use it”.
I can feel my breasts firming with excitement, my nipples taught inside my tight restrictive girdle he likes me to wear at all times. My nipples tingling around the pretty silver rings he had put in them so that I my breasts would always feel sexual, and to remind me of his love and control over me constantly.
I sit there trying not to wriggle as I know it makes my chair creak, and he will be annoyed at my disturbing him while he is busy.
I am to be seen and not heard he says unless he wants me to make noise. Not that I can speak or protest or move much, with the chains and tape holding me in place and muting my mouth.
As I sit there I feel more and more sensuous and sexual. More and more aware of my body as it pulses and tenses and moves with need to be fucked and used.
At some point, I don’t know how much later he comes over and starts to stimulate my clit and pussy, touching, rubbing, pushing against me, quickening my need into such a devouring wish to be used it is absolutely overwhelming.
He loves to dress me up like a dolly and then tie me up till he wants me, but not as much as I love him to do it.
My need reaches breaking point as I cum against his probing rubbing reaching fingers, and then he is gone again, back to doing whatever he was doing before, leaving me lost in my needs and desires.
I lose all sense of time, lost in my sexual thoughts and fantasies, imagining him fucking me in every position, using me over and over. Thinking of the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of my mouth as I kneel for him, oh how I love to kneel before him, with my mouth open, begging for his cum in my mouth, to be able to taste his warm luxuriant cum slide down my throat.
He comes over again and plays with my titties, squeezing and rubbing and pulling on them, telling me how sexy and helpless I am, how he loves to be able to touch any part of me he wishes in any way he wishes without me being able to speak or move.
All my thoughts now are of him fucking my holes, fucking me harder and harder, while I beg for his cum while I push against him pulling him deeper into all my holes one by one.
Time passes serenely, and quietly, yet my inner self is a ball of need, every slight movement of my body accentuating the wetness of my pussy and the need for liquid on my tongue.
Eventually he says he has finished what he was doing and wants to use me. I sigh inside so happy that I will get what I need, what every fibre of my body is screaming for.
He unchains me from the chair and takes me through to the bedroom, telling me to get into position. The position is always the same at first, my fuck me position. I climb onto the bed on all fours, knees wide apart, ass high in the air, face downward. The mirror i know is in front of me but I cant see myself tonight, but I know he can see me, see himself thrusting into me and using me, his dolly girl, his feles dolly slut.
He rips the tape off my mouth so “He can hear me scream and cry out”. And then I am lost in sensation again as he thrusts himself deep inside my dolly hole, in his precious wife’s pussy, in his property. HE always feels so big and hard in me, and he thrusts me into me so hard I lose control, my tits swinging and bouncing and rubbing against the duvet as he pounds into me.
I cum hard, then harder, my whole body wracked with pleasure as he forces himself as deep as he can inside me over and over. Soon the orgasms don’t even stop for air, as I am in a circle of cumming, being pounded hard, crying out with infinite pleasure as I get used, used like I’ve been desperate for all night while chained up waiting for him.
He pulls out of me, and slides the plug from my ass, and in one deft movement slides his cock in my ass to replace it. My hole is tight and unyielding for a moment, until i push and relax it so he may enter me. Resisting is pointless and only makes it hurt when he uses my dirty hole, and I have learnt not to complain, and to let him take his pleasure from any part of me he wishes. To begin with all I can think is how sore and abrasive it feels as he plunders my ass building up in depth and pressure slowly, and then I feel myself let go, and I feel like an animal, pinned to the bed, grunting and groaning loudly as he takes me.
I groan and cum and scream a guttural cry as he fucks me, and then he asks if I have something to say. I know this is my cue to beg him and I do, desperate for him, needing it as much as he wants it.
“I beg you please fuck my ass hard.” I grunt to him, my voice clouded with desire.
And he does… he starts to pound me hard, I grip hold of a pillow, straining to keep in position as he takes me harder and harder, pounding me, his balls bouncing against my clit and pussy. I scream in pleasure the orgasms roaring through my system as he fucks me, uses me up, rips me apart mentally and physically.
Just when I fear I can take no more, he pulls out of me, and beckons me to come drink his most precious fluid. I kneel beside him with my mouth open, tongue out, and eyes closed, as he pushes me down onto his rampant hard cock, feeling it pulse and engorge, and fill my mouth with cum. I hear him groan as he cums and the sound of him, and the feel of the cum hitting the back of my throat rips through my body and tears a deep rooted orgasm that blows me away.
After he holds me, his fingers caressing me affectionately and I feel warm and content as he tells me what a beautiful dolly whore I was for him.