Following Orders
A scene written in second person perspective, just to see if I could do it. My thinking was that writing in second person would make the story more personal to the reader; the events are happening to you, rather than watching them unfold from third person.
You knock lightly on the door, your heart racing with anticipation. The small but powerful egg buzzes away inside you, pressed right up against your g-spot like you had been told. Your heart skips a beat as the door handle turns, then the door opens to reveal darkness beyond. You step inside and the door closes behind you leaving you blinded while your eyes slowly adjust to the lack of light.
You feel hands on you, running lightly up your sides from your hips, then over your breasts. They slide up higher and caress your neck for a moment before they are gone. Leather, hard and firm. You feel it pressing against your neck, forcing your head up, then hear a click of steel as the posture collar is locked in place.
The cool steel of a blade against your skin. Your clothes vanish, cut off with little time wasted. You feel fingers stroking your cheek, coaxing your mouth open then fabric is pressed inside. Your panties, soaked with your juices from the journey here with the egg inside you, which is still buzzing away and making it hard to concentrate. A strip of fabric is tied around your head to keep the improvised gag in place, and you can taste yourself; taste your arousal and excitement even as you feel yourself getting wetter and wetter from what is being done to you.
Cuffs are fastened around your wrists, soft leather, lined with some fabric that is even softer. Something links them, presumably a chain, but you can't tell. You are led a short distance, then your wrists are raised and whatever links them is hooked over something to keep them above your head. Light comes slowly and you can see yourself in a full length mirror. Naked, bound, gagged and aroused. You can still taste your arousal from the journey here and it is nothing compared to how wet you are now.
Suddenly the egg is turned off and then hands come from behind you, their owner still unseen in the darkness. They remove the egg from you, and you can feel whoever is behind you pressing up close against your back; feel the fabric of their clothing. No, his clothing. You can feel his fabric covered erection pressing against your ass. He moves slightly, and that hard cock is pressed between your ass cheeks, still separated from you by a layer of fabric.
His hands start to stroke and caress your hips, breasts, and belly as you watch yourself in the mirror. You can see the signs of arousal; your nipples hard like bullets, the flush to your skin, and you can feel how utterly soaking wet you are. It just gets worse as his hands tease, then you feel his mouth against your neck and it gets even worse. He kisses and nibbles your neck and then up the edge of your ear, then his tongue swirls gently over the inner curves. His hands begin to tug on your nipples and you moan into your gag, still tasting your arousal from the panties. Even as you watch in the mirror, you still can't quite make anything out about him, all you can see is him teasing your body, and it reacting.
His hands disappear, then return a moment later. He attaches clamps to your nipples, then links them with a chain. He tugs the chain lightly and you moan, legs shaking a little, then you feel his cock twitch against your ass. His hands slide down and then his fingers begin to play lightly over your outer folds. He's careful not to give you enough stimulation to cum though, so all you can do is squirm and watch yourself in the mirror being teased by someone unseen.
Finally, the light fades to almost total darkness and he unhooks your wrists from whatever holds them, then leads you a short distance again. You hear the sound of him sitting, then he tugs you down using the ring at the front of your collar, and you find yourself over his lap. His cock twitches against your belly, then his hand comes down firmly on your ass.
You moan into your gag, all taste of yourself gone now, but knowing it is your own panties filling your mouth still makes you squirm a little as he spanks you again and again. His hand comes down firmly and he sets a slow rhythm that doesn't vary, and each time he spanks you, his cock - still covered by fabric - twitches against your belly. Your ass begins to burn from the spanking, but every so often, he pauses to rub some of that burn away with the palm of his hand, or to tease your outer folds a little with his fingers.
You cum twice as he spanks you; sudden, hard climaxes that leave you breathless and squirming as he turns your ass a dark pink. When his hand grows tired, he picks up a firm wooden paddle and uses that instead, and your moans and whimpers get louder and more frequent. Each spank, each motion of your body causes the chain attached to your nipple clamps to sway, and the clamps to tug on your sensitive nipples, just adding to the pleasure/pain mix.
Finally, when your ass is a deep red, he stops and you feel his fingers gathering your juices, then rubbing them into that tight little ring of muscle between your cheeks. Slowly, carefully, he works first one finger, then two into your ass. By this point you are shuddering and moaning into your gag, and it isn't long before you cum again as he fucks your ass with his fingers. He pulls them free, then you feel something long and firm thrust into you. Once, twice, three times. You can tell it's a dildo, or something like, and when it is coated in your juices, he presses the tip against your asshole. The pointed tip. You realise then that it is the shape of a wolf's cock, and as he slides it into you, you feel the knot pressing. He pauses and uses he fingers to coat the knot with more of your juices, then works it slowly inside your freshly spanked ass as you moan and squirm. Finally the knot is inside you and you relax slightly, the faux wolf cock locked tight in your ass giving you a wonderful feeling of fullness.
You hear the click of heels coming across the floor, then someone pulls at the ring in the back of your collar to coax you to your feet. You are led a few steps, then hear the sound of someone sitting on the couch. Hands bend you, and you feel yourself bent over the arm of the couch. Suddenly, your gag is removed, but before you can manage to say a word, fingers tangle in your hair and your mouth is pressed against the smoothly shaven skin of the woman's pussy.
You don't need instructions or words, and none are given. You begin to lick and lap hungrily as your senses are filled with the woman's sex. She's soaking wet and your first few licks bring husky moans of pleasure to her lips. The nibbles and licks that follow have her head falling back as she cries out with pleasure and soaks your face with her juices. She doesn't let you go though and you continue licking, even as you feel the head of the man's cock sliding over your folds. He thrusts into you firmly, burying himself to the hilt in that first thrust. The force of it presses your mouth against the woman's sex more firmly, and your moan of pleasure is muffled by it.
He fucks you with slow, hard thrusts, and the woman's hand keeps your mouth against her sex with just enough room to breathe as your tongue works to pleasure her. You feel incredibly full, both your holes stuffed and stretched, and your mouth busy too. She cums again and again as the man fucks you, and you cum too; powerful orgasms which soon have you glad that you are bent over the couch; your knees are too weak to support you right now, and still the man fucks you.
You feel the woman's fingers go limp, and she slumps back on the couch, passed out from repeated climaxes. The man's rhythm changes then, faster and harder; you cum again and again, and pretty soon it won't just be the woman who passes out from over stimulation. Then you feel the tell tale twitch and throbbing from the man's cock, and he starts to cum. Spurts of hot cum spray against your walls.
After a few spurts, he pulls out and sprays your outer folds, your ass and your back with cum. then he pulls you up and turns you, pushing you down onto your knees as he sprays the last few spurts of cum over your face and breasts. Instinctively you open your mouth to catch the last few drops. You feel his fingers tangle in your hair and he pulls your mouth to his cock. You lick and suckle it clean, both of his cum and of your juices as well, then continue to suck him until he lets go of your hair and steps away.