Her Pleasure Part 2 by Lady Karma

by Lady Karma

(Review from part one )A thick strap on, and she was going to use it. However when she played, he knew already it didn’t always mean he would too. So bringing it about to the side of his face, making it easier now for him to see, she leaned and whispered once more “Ready for more fun boy?”

Putting the  strap on to the side she moved about the bed, stepping up on to it she chuckled, He was till laid there, his wrists cuffed behind his back, his head hanging over the bed, lips and cheeks wet from her sweet juices. His eyes, hazel danced to the light that still peaked through the small blinds. The room was still dark, it was early in the morning now, but there was time left for sleeping once she was done, and she was still far from done. Kneeling beside his body she pushed him over, so that he could push back on himself with the aid of her and kneel. Carefully she helped him shuffle to the edge of the bed. Her soft hands caressed his body, lightly teasing her nails along the skin. His body was not quiet the Chippendale, but she adored his look all the same. After all, he was perfect looking when pink or heated red from a spanking. Her nails lightly scratched down him as she thought on spanking him. It wasn’t on the plan for having fun at the moment, but the more she thought on it the more she wanted it.

Once he was at the edge of the bed and feet resting on the floor she spoke again “bed over the bed” He moved and bet over, Damn she thought. She couldn’t help but run a hand over his back, pushing upwards, then dragging her nails down again. The red marks instantly raised, causing her to moan softly, again she ran across his back. His groan echo'd the room, adding to her increasing want to take him. Grabbing his cuffs she yanked him away from the bed a little more, making his bottom push out towards her, her other hand placed to his head she pushed him down onto the duvet, nails gently teasing to the hair, pulling lightly.

Pausing for a moment before she let go of his hair and cuffs, “ stay still.” she muttered as she placed the strap on upon herself. Bending over his body the 'cock head' pressed to the curve of his ass. Her hand snaked about his body, moving slowly to his shaft, wrapping her fingers about him she began to stroke. Teasing up and down the length whispering “Do not cum, you cum and I stop. You will not cum again for a month, do you understand me?” She waited for him to answer, a moaned yet broken gasp of no escaped his lips. Hand moving faster, her fingers wrapped about the long hard pulsing shaft. She could feel his arousal, his hunger, need and want to release. She could hear the deep breath quickening, it was like a timer to her, each breath was an indication of how far she could take him. How far she could push him. Further, deeper harder, her hand moved faster over his length.

As her hand reached the head she paused, running her thumb over the slit and teasing a droplet of pre-cum across her hand, chuckling a little knowing how close he was, taking her other hand to his shaft she moved and began to stroke the pre-cum over the thick black dildo of the strap on. Repeating this till it was nice and slick, her hands was still covered, her fingers wet. Gently she pushes two fingers to the tight star of his ass. It clenched a second, before a moan escaped his lips, parting the tightness and carefully readying him for her to take. Once she felt he was ready and not a moment to soon, she pressed the head of the dildo and pushed into him. He wasn't new to her strap on and as such she was able push in deep and hard, her hand was holding to his cuffs, thrusting into him. His moan was almost as deep and hungered as her own moan of pleasure. Her body swayed back and forth, her mind getting into it more and more, taking him hard and deep knowing that he would be struggling to hold back, the excitement alone was noticeable against his body as she fucked him hard. The strap on was a double one, so not only was she fucking him, she could feel it fucking her. Sending her to the spiral of pleasure once more. As she broke, her body spasm against him her breath hot and hungered across his flesh like a fire's glow as the wind danced across it. Soft words barely able to be spoken now she whispered “.. Good boy.. Now what fun can we have??”

To be continued.