Portia Everly – Studies in Surrender – Part 2
Portia let out an agonized groan into the full-bottomed panties taped brutally tight into her muffled mouth, her brow glistening with sweat and furrowed over narrowed eyes mixed with the aching of her ultra-strict hogtie and the pleasure of being penetrated by eight inches of vibrating dildo. Her arms ached, crushed behind her back and her skin shining and pulled taught by her bonds. Her tits throbbed, bulging around tight and thin twine squeezing them into angry orbs. Her face flushed, cheeks oozing over tight bands of tape crushing a huge pair of panties deeply in her mouth.
She wanted to please him. She wanted to cum. And both required being humiliated and helpless in the grip of punishing bondage as the magic wand punishing her clit and the thrusting silicon housed by her wet pussy guided her ever closer to orgasm
Atop the chair and arched into complete and discomforting helplessness she moaned, her submission communicated by the collar buckled around her neck and her station reinforced by tight rope with no escape other than a mercy he would grant once pleased by her ability to endure and cum. Her position as his began with her willingness to sumbit, and it continued with a strict bondage that required her to endure. With the dildo thrusting in and out of her now wet pussy and the head of the wand vibrating against her swollen mound the result was inevitable, her head tilting back as she groaned loud and long. Cumming for him as his submissive slut.
Atop the chair and arched into complete and discomforting helplessness, she moaned, her submission communicated by the collar buckled around her neck and her station reinforced by tight rope with no escape other than a mercy he would grant once pleased by her ability to endure and cum. Her position as his began with her willingness to submit, and it continued with a strict bondage that required her to endure. With the dildo thrusting in and out of her now wet pussy and the head of the wand vibrating against her swollen mound, the result was inevitable, her head tilting back as she groaned loud and long. Cumming for him as his submissive slut.
He rubbed her inner thighs, groped her tits and licked her nipples. She gasped as he dry humped her, his harness driving into her ass over and over again. Bent over. Drooling. Moaning. Wanting more.
Facing away, she jutted out her ass for firm and hard strikes from his hand as he spanked her, working her globes to a hot and red cherry glow while she squealed from the sting of his unrelenting hand.
Then the ropes came.
Her chest was first, framed with tight and snug restraint until her tits bulged. Then thin twine found its way around the base of each breast. She smiled at first, knowing how her tied tits pleased him. Then she winced as her breast ballooned into a pained orb as he wrapped the biting jute around the base over and over again. Her second breast followed, wrapped until it matched the distorted and reddened shape of the first.
He held the huge pair of panties in front of her, and she opened wide for them. Accepting her gag, willingly muted. They were fully stuffed into her noise hole, and tape was tightly wrapped around her lower face. Crushed in place, the panties were now sealed. Her mouth owned. Her ability to speak given to him and held until he deemed her words necessary again.
He crushed her elbows behind her back as she groaned before moving her to her stomach over the chair, arching her into a punishing hogtie. She groaned. And she moaned. She liked it tight. She liked being helpless. She knew what was coming next.
With the dildo lubed, he slid it into place deeply inside of her pussy. Now with the dildo filling her pussy and the magic wand vibrating her clit, she filled her role. With her arms, face and tits matching in an angry and reddish purple hue, she could endure, agonize and groan as the toys brought her closer and closer to release. And so she struggled in a strict restraint they both wanted, her pain and her pleasure both his to control, until it was time to come for him. His gift to her was her helplessness. Hers to him was her submission and the sweet and agonizing orgasm soon to cum.
