The Taming of the Slut

Thetamingoftheslut:

You are sitting in your dorm alone late at night. The corridors are quiet and empty save for the purring of the dorm cat. You feel a slight gnawing tingle between your legs as you sit at your desk. Hastily, you turn your head to ensure that the door is closed properly, before drawing the curtains with a strong jerk of the hand. Then, you move your cursor to your browser and entere that familiar URL. Your fingers have already familiarised themselves with the procedures, all you have to do is relax and enjoy the night.

As the video from the site played on, you lean against the back of your chair, while your eyes fixated on the screen. Subconsciously, you spread your legs apart as you slip your right hand down your nightie; pass the waistband of your panties, to your sweet pleasure spot.  You feel the warmth and stickiness against your fingers as you slowly parted your pussy lips. Gently, you message the swelling lips, dabbing your finger in your own moisture before cautiously making contact with your clit. The first sensational contact sent a jostle throughout your body. Your pelvic muscles contract in an instant before relaxing soon after and you feel your juice seeping a little from your lips.

You are beginning to lose yourself in your own world, distancing yourself from the video, the cries of pleasure and love making emitting from your laptop speaker, your surroundings and everything else. You shut your eyes as you prepare to flood yourself with more earth-shaking pleasure. It is at this precise moment that you feel something tied around your eyes.  You struggle to open your eyes again and with some difficulty, you seem to have succeeded. But you could no longer tell if your eyes are opened or closed. For all you see before you is pitch darkness, with what felt like a piece of cloth covering your eyes. Fraught with fear and disbelief, you strain to open your eyes wider in an attempt to see.

It was then that you realise that you are not alone in the room and you are blindfolded. You shake your head hard as your hand slip away from your legs to pull the blindfold off.  Your fight is met with strong resistance. The moment your right hand emerged from your nightie, you felt a strong hand catching it and gripping it tight. Then, your left hand also fell in its clutches. With a single hand, the stranger gripped your wrists as you struggled to break free. You were screaming desperately for him to let go of you. But your cries fell on deaf ears. Dexterously, he bound your wrists tightly together behind your back.

With one hand keeping a strong hold on your arm, he moved the other to your cheek. Using the back of his index finger, he caressed your smooth skin before covering his entire palm over your mouth as you tried to shout for help again. You felt a warm breeze brush against your ear, accompanied by the heavy breathing and grunting of a man.  “I know what you want, naughty girl. You want the heavenly pleasure of erotic bliss shocking your every cell. Do not move and you will get it.”

Before you could react, the man grabbed harder onto your arm as he pulled you up to your feet, his other hand still covering your mouth tightly. He loosened his grip on your arm as you got on your feet. With the free hand, he stroked your right thigh tenderly, tickling your soft skin with his nails. His sudden, yet gentle touch sent waves of electrifying sensation throughout your body as you writhed and quivered in his hold. Seeing your excitement, his hand began to intrude underneath your nightie, tickling your inner thigh. His hand hovered about your thighs for a few moments, taking care to keep you jerking a little every time he teases your skin with the tingling sensation.  Then, as abruptly as he started tickling, he stopped and moved his hand unexpectedly to your soaked panties. You feel his finger gently brush against your pussy over your panties as he felt your wetness. You feel your clit longing for his attention as your heart began pounding faster. The tension and anticipation building inside you as your clit prepared to be pleasured.  Against the panties you feel your own juice rub against your wet pussy. A vague pleasurable warmth began engulfing you but you crave more. You crave a more clearly-defined, stronger ecstasy to sweep you off your feet.

“You are so wet and sensitive, naughty girl…” He whispered into your ear, breathing heavily. You feel his breath caressing your ear as he began gently nibbling on your ear, his other hand running down your spine.  Brushing your hair aside, he began kissing your neck, nibbling and tugging gently at your taut skin.

You feel his hand covering your mouth leave for your chin instead, turning your head to the side. You feel his warm breath against your upper lip, his rough nose pressing gently against your cheek.  His lips gently touched yours before drawing back, a signal for you to part yours. You refused and kept your lips pressed together tightly. You feel his moist lips against yours again as he traced his tongue across your upper lips, nibbling it gently. You gradually parted your lips as his tongue slithered into your mouth, the tip of his tongue twirling against yours, brushing tenderly against your soft tongue. While indulging you with his kiss, he had sneakily lifted your nightie and began messaging your quivering breasts. His fingers carelessly brushed against your nipples. He pinched and rubbed them gently as they hardened in his fingers. Your lips were caught in a tangle, locking and unlocking intermittently, every unlocking was accompanied by your soft moans.  You writhe and squirm as the pleasure heightens, your muscles clenching.  One of his hands slowly migrated to between your legs again, this time pass the waistband of your panties as he soaked his finger in your wetness, he gently tapped between your legs again before twirling your clit in a figure of 8. His other hand continuously tickled your pert nipples and his tongue never ceasing to fondle yours.

Gradually, he gained speed stroking and caressing your sodden pulsating clit. You feel your wetness trickling from your pussy lips, onto his hand. Your moans grew louder as you began shaking. You could no longer continue sharing a kiss with him while moaning. You buried your face against his shoulder, body contorted. Your nose detected a relaxing scent of cocoa from his chest.

As he twirled faster at your nipples and rubbed harder at your clit, you found your muscles tightening as your hands bound at your back struggled to break free, your legs struggling to close. Then suddenly, the torrential ecstasy escalated and exploded into a single torrid sensation, ripping you apart, from your wet sex all the way to your brain, numbing your every cell. 

When it is all over, he kissed your forehead as you lay limply against his chest.

(Source: thesinpletruth)