Oral 2: Wet and Stuffed

A BDSM Story by Harley Grant

He took the bucket of water and threw it in her face. She gasped as the water hit her, flowing down her neck, dripping off her massive tits. She shook her head, and water drops flew across the room, landing on the stone floor.

She was shackled with her back to the wall. On her knees, each ankle on a short chain to the base of the wall, her arms spread and pulled back, another set of short chains holding her. Arms wide, legs open, on her knees, helpless. Only a strip of cloth under her knees for comfort.

He stood in front of her, hands on hips, watching the water continue to drip down her body, watching her breasts rise and fall, glistening in the low light of the dungeon. He had dropped his clothes a moment before and was nude, his firm cock jutting out in front of him.

He walked forward, and of course, her kneeling position put her mouth at the right level. She leaned forward, aching to take him in. He stopped with the tip of his cock just a little out of reach. She whimpered, looking up at him with eyes begging. He wanted to tease her, but he wanted her on him even more.

He grabbed her head and pushed forward, making her take him deep. Deep enough that she started to gag and choke. He let her go and she started working him, in and out, lubricating him. She’d grab him firmly, then whisper her tongue along the base of his thick cock. She leaned forward, trying hard to get his balls in her mouth.

He put his head back and went with the feeling. The feeling that was as much due to her bondage, her slick skin, as the actual feeling of her mouth. Ah, he couldn’t separate it all. But it had been fun to listen to hear earlier in the evening as she begged to be used by him and he’d teased her with denial. A denial they both knew they didn’t want.

“Ah, my dear, I think we have something even bigger for you, bigger than my cock.” He pulled back and she groaned in frustration. He went to the table and picked up a dildo gag, a very large dildo gag. He came back and forced it into her mouth. It filled her, forcing her tongue to the base of her mouth, stretching her face. it was pear shaped and once in, her teeth held the bulk of it in her mouth.

He pulled it out, and worked it back in, doing that a couple of times just to watch her try to get her mouth around it. Finally, he put it in and secured the strap behind her neck. She tried to get a handle on it, tried to work it, but it filled her mouth and she could hardly move it. It was frustrating, and it was erotic both.

He went back to the table and returned with something else, something more evil. She wasn’t sure what it was, some sort of dildo on a harness. But a small rubber hose dangled from it. He lubed her cunt and started working the dildo in. It was thicker than his cock, but nothing she couldn’t handle. In fact it was a little loose on her. He pulled one strap around her waist and tied it at the back, and pulled the other two straps between her legs and secured them at the back as well.

“So now, you’re full. Only, not totally full.” He grabbed the little rubber hose protruding out of her cunt and now she could see that the end was a little bulb. “Yes, my dear,” he said as her eyes widened, “this inflates.”

He squeezed the bulb once, and once again. The dildo inside her grew a bit, getting snug. Quickly he pumped the bulb twice more, and then a few times. She groaned again as the thing in her cunt grew and started putting pressure on the walls of her vagina. It was getting uncomfortable. It was getting her hotter.

He pumped it again and she thought she would explode. The pressure in her mouth and inside her were all she could think of, all she could focus on. She didn’t even notice that he’d walked away and returned with the keys.

He unlocked her bondage and she fell forward, on her hands and knees, conscious of nothing but what was in her, not noticing the wet prints her hands made on the floor or the feel of the water dripping off her. He hadn’t blindfolded her, but it was like he had. He, however, saw every drop against her ripe body.

Grabbing her hair, he pulled her up and pushed her forward until she was forced over a spanking bench, lengthwise. Her hands rested on the side pieces, the long upper piece running between her breasts down to her crotch. She started rubbing herself on it, the pressure being transmitted to the huge dildo stuffing her, driving her towards climax.

Again, she was so focused on herself that she hardly noticed that he had opened her ass, lubed her and was now shoving his cock into her third hole.

She came the first time, trying to scream around her gag. She came the second time with him pounding her against the bench. She came the third time, as he was letting her down.

She sunk down on the floor, curling around his leg, her wet skin dripping on to his foot, her wet hair brushing his. She kissed his foot, “I’m yours. I belong to you. Use me again and again and don’t ask me what I want.”

[ On to Oral 3 ]