(originally posted 01/2016)
i'm on my knees in front of you, naked, with clamps on my nipples attached by chains to the clamps on my pussy. you're still dressed and i run my hands over your thighs and drag my nails across the fabric covering your bulging cock. i feel it twitch beneath my fingers and lean forward to press my lips against it. you can barely feel my tongue whispering against the denim but it's enough. you thread your fingers through my hair and tug until i moan.
i bring my hands back up to your waist and undo your belt, but i'm still running my teeth over the denim. you tug harder, letting me know play time's over. i remove your belt and hand it to you, in case you need it for extra motivation, then pop the button on your jeans. i drag the zipper down agonizingly slowly until your cock is brushing against my lips with no more barriers.
i wrap one hand around the shaft of your cock and squeeze gently, using my other hand to play with your balls. i lick around the head and take just the tip into my mouth. while i suck on the head of your cock, i take my hand off the shaft and put it between my legs. i play with my pussy until you get impatient and pull on my hair again, then i bring my wet hand up to your cock and stroke it a few times.
i lick up and down your cock, the taste of both of us mingling in my mouth. my juices are dripping down my thighs now, and every once in a while i scoop up more to lick off of you. i draw it out as long as i can, humming happily and smiling up at you whenever you tug on my hair to urge me along. your breathing is heavy now, and you can barely contain a whine when i run my tongue up the underside of your cock and lightly drag my nails down the top. you shift your weight to lean against the wall behind you and use your booted foot to tug on the chain attached to my nipples and cunt. "enough," your growl.
the sudden tug on the chain makes me gasp. i lean forward to find some relief but you don't ease up until your cock is back in my mouth. even then, the relief is short lived. you tug on the chain to the rhythm i set bobbing up and down. you keep one hand wound painfully in my hair and move the other down until it's wrapped around my throat, leaving the belt draped over my shoulder in case i forget myself. at the next tug on the chain you pull me forward by my hair and squeeze my throat until you can feel the added pressure on your cock. you hold me in place by my hair and throat and the chains clamped to my body until i'm shaking with the need for breath, then you let me go. the break only lasts a few seconds until you pull me all the way back onto your cock.
the third time you release me, your cum fills my mouth. you keep your hand wrapped around my throat and feel me swallow until i've sucked every ounce of it from you.
you loosen your hold on my throat and push me back roughly so i'm sprawled on the floor in front of you. i've left a puddle beneath where i was kneeling, and you admire the flush on my body as you get dressed again.
once you're sorted, you lean forward and take hold of the chain again. you give a gentle tug and tell me to touch my pussy. i use two fingers to circle my swollen clit as one finger from the other hand dips inside me. you tug on the chain. "another finger inside you." i fuck myself with two fingers now, keeping rhythm with your tugs on the chain.
after a minute of that you tug on the chain much harder. "lick those two finger clean, slut." my hips are raised, i'm trying so hard not to move them and increase the pressure of the chain but it's all too much as i lick my fingers clean. you tug again and i gasp around the fingers in my mouth. "three fingers now."
you go back and forth, stopping me whenever i get too close to orgasm and slowing things down with the pain from the clamps until i'm not even responding to the tugs anymore, just to your voice.
eventually you smile down at me. "would you like to come, slut?"
"yes please," i respond breathlessly.
another sharp pull on the chain. "beg."
"please sir, please can i come?"
another pull on the chain.
"PLEASE, please may i come sir?" i'm sobbing in between pleas, still frantically fucking myself.
you hum at me and i continue to plead with you, although it's becoming more jumbled between the sobs and gasps for breath.
you lean down over me. "ask nicely."
i swallow the next sob and take a steadying breath. "please sir, please may i come?"
without warning you pull the chain again and rip the clamps from my nipples and pussy. you wait until my screams die down before you tell me "no" with a smile in your voice.
