Thread: What a Girl Wants

For the longest time even after the handcuffs released her, Nina lay on the bed feeling a sort of ecstatic glow through her body. She ached in so many places. But those mild pains only enhanced that lovely feeling of being well-used. She could feel Pauls essence leaking out from between her thighs. Her throat felt almost raw. Her wrists were bruised and her body ached in so many other interesting places from Pauls forceful fucking her. Her mouth curved into an unconscious smile. She could almost love Paul at this moment. He had finally taken charge, given her what her pretty little mouth had begged for so often. Slowly, she rolled over and sat up, shaking out her long, blond hair, a disheveled golden aura encircling her head. An exquisite fragile beauty, only seventeen, almost anyone would be forgiven for thinking her almost an innocent angel. But not just then, she had the look of a purring, supremely satisfied cat. Removing the blindfold and peeking out from underneath her lashes, she froze as she saw the pictures. Reaching up, she took off those headphones that had made it impossible to hear and then unstrapped the ball gag. Stretching her mouth, she enjoyed the freedom from the gag. Then, her lips gave a puzzled moue. I dont recognize this gag or blindfold, she thought. They werent from her toy bag. With a smile, she gave Paul another mental check mark, loving his initiative. As she walked around the room, she paused before each picture. Her face held a look of confused disbelief, but also a bit of awe. Its like Im a porn star, the small teen whispered. She couldnt believe Paul had videotaped their sex. She would never in a thousand years have thought he had it in him. Slowly, she gathered each picture together, taking them down one by one. I have to see this video, she said with a giggle. When she reached the wooden box, she clapped excitedly looking like a child receiving a birthday present. What had Paul come up with next? Opening the box, she pulled out the egg vibrator and anal beads with a sultry smile. She definitely recognized the purpose of these toys. Picking up the letter, she read it. Oh my fucking God! Paul must have read a book or something. He didnt have that kind of creativity, not in bed, not in life. This was incredible. She felt a rush of warmth and affection for her boyfriend. Everyone else she had dated, kissed, or fucked had failed her on so many levels. Going into the bathroom, she showered, enjoying the feeling of hot water on her naked body, washing away the sweat and sex-stains. When she walked out, a tiny naked girl still wet and damp, she spread the pictures of herself over the bed and picking up the egg vibrator, she lay down among them and began to masturbate a second time, her small body rocking with moans, a look of ecstasy on her face. Thoughts of tomorrow playing through her mind like a pornographic movie as she came again and again. Finally, she put on her clothes with a smile wondering what Paul would come up with tomorrow. The next day, Nina practically floated into school. She wore a tight green checked skirt that hugged her slim hips and rear in a way that flirted with violating school policy. She wore deep red lipstick to show off her wide, smile. Nina was a girl who bounced rather than walked on the best of days, but today she seemed almost unable to hold still, her small body in constant squirming motion as she shifted from one foot to the other. Her breasts were smaller than average, but fit her size and definitely werent flat. She had worn a white blouse with a little green tie around her neck. Her blonde hair had been done in a thick braid that ran down her back. Finally, her small, cute feet and hands were painted red as well, to accentuate and complete her perfectly made up appearance. When she saw Paul, he had a look of shock on his face as if he had not expected to see her. But she just came up to him and gave him a sweet hug and a kiss on the face. Then she whispered in his ear, morning master. Never the most attentive girl in class, Nina seemed almost dazed at times as she pretended to listen to the lectures. Once, she held up her hand and asked to be excused. In the bathroom, Nina barely made it to the stall before letting out a soft moan as she came for it seemed the umpteenth time that morning. Carefully, she removed the anal beads, wincing slightly as each one emerged, a sensuous tug at a time. Clean from the enemas she had given herself, still she washed them. Blushing when a girl walked in and looked at her curiously, Nina stepped back into her stall. At lunch, Nina was the perfect girlfriend from Pauls perspective. Attentive, blushing, sweet, her eyes shining with something very akin to infatuation as she offered to bring him food. If she walked slightly different, it only enhanced the sway of her tender young hips as Paul watched his beautiful young girlfriend bring him food and kiss him and just acting like he was the best thing she had ever heard of. At cheerleading practice, she bobbled several lifts. Her breath coming out in quick little pants, and if walking around school had been hard, participating in an athletic sport--cheerleading--was insanely hard. She came several times as she felt hands on her body as they lifted her up. As small as she was, she tended to be the girl at the top of the pyramid. Her hands were twitching when as she drove back to the hotel. I cant take much more of this, she whined. The constant stimulation was too much even for a sensual sexual girl like herself. It was becoming painful. She couldn't wait to see what Paul came up with next. Little, delicate grunts emerged from her tiny mouth as she fit the egg into her tiny brown hole. Fuck, she said. You'll pay for this Paul. Her desire for slavery was fading a bit with this orgasmic day. Taking the blindfold, she put it on and then with difficulty managed to handcuff herself. You better come soon, she thought as she started to kneel down. Suddenly, she remembered the gag lying on the bed. Oh jeepers! She forgot the gag. Stumbling to her feet, she blindly found her way to the bed and after a while, managed to pick up the gag in her teeth. It wasn't exactly stopping her from talking if she chose to drop it, but she had tried. She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs held tightly together and began to shift as the vibrator gently tormented her. It wasn't quite as orgasmic as when it was in her vagina, but the continued low vibration definitely sent shivers through her body.