I went to Houston for a friend’s wedding and found myself with nothing to do the night before the big event. I had picked up some free newspapers earlier in the day and flipped through them, trying to find something to do. One of the ads caught my eye; it said “A club for people interested in BDSM. All fetishes welcome.” and had a picture of a woman wearing a black catsuit and brandishing a whip. I felt my pussy tighten as my secret fantasies came to the surface. I don’t know a lot of people here, so the chances of someone finding out about me going to a kink club were low. I decided to take a chance, went on the club’s website and called a taxi.
I was greeted by a young woman who said she had just the right Mistress for me and led me down a hallway. She took me into a room and told me to wait. I looked around and saw a bed against the far wall and a table holding a bunch of different sex toys. There were even restraints hanging from the wall. It’s just how I thought it would look. I heard the door open and turned around. A woman dressed in black leather came toward me. She stood in the center of the room and looked me up and down.”I’m Mistress Crystal. Get undressed.” I did it slowly. I was a bit nervous and not sure what to expect. She went over to the table and picked up a roll of bondage tape. “Lie face down on the bed,” she told me, and I did while looking over my shoulder at her. She got on the bed and grabbed my arm, pulling it behind my back. She then took my other arm, pulling it back as well, and crossed them at the wrists. She taped them together with the tape and moved away from me. I tried to move my arms but couldn’t. I felt a rush of panic, which turned into excitement. I was at her mercy now, and I felt my pussy begin to get wet. I felt her grab my ankles, and they were pulled far apart, going to each corner of the bed. Cuffs snapped around them, and I couldn’t bring my feet together. “It’s an under-the-bed restraint system,” she told me as I heard a buzzing noise. I gasped and jumped when I felt something move against my pussy. It was a vibrator. She parted my pussy lips with her fingers and shoved the vibrator deep inside me. She pumped it in and out of me in quick, hard movements. I writhed against it until my pussy was soaking and throbbing.
Try to recover from my orgasm from a heavy BDSM session.
She moved it slowly towards the top of my pussy and pressed it against my clit. I felt sharp tingles go through my body, and my legs tried to close together. It got harder to breathe as she kept it pressed there, and I buried my face in the sheets, biting down on them. The constant stimulation was too much. My pussy tightened around the vibrator, and I came, my cries muffled by the sheets. I don’t know how long she kept it there, but my arms and legs were beginning to go numb from lack of movement, and I felt wrung out and weak by the time she slid it out of me. My pussy was sore and tingling as she began to undo my wrists and ankles. After I was free I didn’t bother to move. I was still trying to recover from my orgasm from this heavy BDSM session.
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