Sensation

My wrists are restrained high above my head and I shiver as a chill hits my bare skin, but I know that I will soon be very warm. I feel you behind me as you press your body against mine and your clothing brushed my bare skin. You slip a blind fold over my eyes and glide your hands down my sides till you reach my hips where you let then rest. I feel your breath on my neck as you lean in close to whisper, “you are going to enjoy this, my little slut.” I shiver, as you knew I would, at the name. You know I love being called names how excited and wet I become. I can feel your lips kissing my neck and your teeth gently nipping at the skin there, I also notice the absence of your hands that were resting on my hips a moment ago. As the thought passes through my mind, something latches on my hard nipples, some sort of clamp, sending pain through them. I throw my head back and moan at the pressure. I hear you chuckle behind me, and then I remember how much you love to hear me moan.
You whisper, “the session has only begun, my whore,” before you walk away. After a few moments you return behind me and run something soft and tickly down my spine. The feather surprises me and I arch my back in an attempt to get away from it. I hear you chuckle again as you walk around me to my front. You lean in and kiss me as you slowly glide the feather across my cheek and down my neck. Brushing it across the tops of my breast and in the valley in between, then you start making circles around my breast getting closer and closer to the nipples but never touching them. I moan in frustration until you finally remove the clamps and run the feather across each nipple a gasp at the need that shoots through me. I want you so bad, but I know you are going to make me wait. The feather returns to the valley in between my breast to glide down my tummy circling my belly button and continue its journey down my body.
You let it glide down till its right above my cunt then you move it to first my left thigh then my right. Letting it play over the tops of each, slowly gliding it down to my knee then back up forcing me to moan louder. Needing and wanting release so bad, but still you make me wait. Moving the feather to the back of each leg, playing it over each thigh and in the sensitive bend of my knee, moving it up and over my bottom to the small of my back. The sensations cause me to shiver more and become more needy. You move the feather back down my body and play it on the inside of each leg torturing me until I can’t take it any more. You laugh as I beg you to fuck me and use me like the slut I am. I squirm as you place your hand on the area above my cunt. Wanting you to slip your hand down a bit farther. Needing to feel you deep inside me, wanting to be full. I feel you insert one of my butt plugs in to my bottom knowing how mush I love have both holes filled as you move behind me and slip your hand down to my wet, hot, needy cunt. I moan in desperation, I need you inside me so bad. Your fingers play over my clit making me wetter and hotter. You wrap your other hand around me and pull me in close to your now naked body. You move inside me in one quick movement making my mind go blank. I love having you fill me to completion and pounding my wet cunt. I can’t hold it any longer and cum almost immediately, but you aren’t through yet. You keep pounding at me and fingering my clit till I cum again. then you let yourself go and cum with me. the feeling of you gushing inside me forces my climax higher and am limp with exhaustion. You take off my blindfold and release my wrist from their restraints, then you carry me to the bad and lay me down, leaving the butt plug in place. The bed dips a bit as you climb up next to me and pull the covers up to cover us. As I drift off to sleep you whisper to me that I’m a good little slut and how much you love me.

FIRST STORY I HAVE EVER WRITTEN. PLEASE, BE HONEST BUT GENTLE.