I wake up to find myself tied to your bed, legs spread, and my cunt exposed and unprotected. Next to the bed is a table with various items: A miniature baseball bat, and tennis ball, a soft ball, and a small chest cooler. I look down and see a large knife laying between my thighs, the tip pointed at my pussy. I don’t know if it is a promise or a threat, but it is there. You approach the bed, with your cock fully erect. You grope my soft parts with one hand, and stroke yourself with the other.
Your hands go everywhere, and penetrate my pussy, gentle at first, and then forceful and merciless afterward. The ferocity of the penetration makes me scream at first, but it feels good, and I relax into a moan. You push in more, and my body arcs with ecstasy, and my juices flow. You’re not giving me a chance to be afraid before I am aroused. That way I cannot resist. You work me up to the point of climax, before you pull out. I’m not allowed to cum yet. Instead you take the bat and hit my breasts with it. They jiggle like punching bags, with red welts appearing. You also hit my thighs, tummy, and finally back down to my pussy.
After hitting my pussy, you slide the bat inside, and fuck me with it. It rubs raw against me on the inside, especially when it hits my cervix. You work me up to a climax, and again deny me the pleasure. I beg for you to let me, but you must punish me for asking. Since pain excites me, you lay next to me on the bed, put your arms around me and hold me. FUCK, I hate cuddling.
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