Bondage sex with a mature man
Tighter tighter, I yelled as my girlfriend tied the back of my black leather corset. I’ve always loved to feel like I was tied up. It was something about the ropes of bondage that turned me on. I like the idea of not being able to move and wanting to fuck so bad. Twisting and turning trying to break free but can’t! I was getting dressed for work and I wanted to look alluring and slutty tonight so that I can get a lot of tips. When I got to the bar it was a busy night but that was normal on a Friday. Everyone was having such a good time and I was enjoying myself too, I had so many tips and my shift just started. I noticed this older man at the end of the bar sitting alone. I didn’t serve him but he was babysitting that same shot of Jack Daniels for the past hour. His head was down, he never looked up and obviously he had a lot on his mind. I don’t like to see people not having a good time so I went over to him and asked if he was okay. As soon as he lifted up his head I was blown away.  He was a sexy older guy in his early 50’s sliver fox head full of hair with a strong jaw line and in much better shape than some 30 year olds I knew. He had the bluest brightest eyes and a million dollar smile. He was pleasant when he spoke and said he was looking for a young girl to have some fun with. I was curious to know what kind of fun was he looking to get into, and he said the kind where he is in control. I want to be in full control and I will pay you enough not to ask any questions. I thought about it and asked what was the price he was thinking of paying me and he said is this enough and pulled out a fat wad of hundreds. It had to be a few-thousand dollars in his hand. I wasn’t afraid at all but the problem was he was ready right now, my shift didn’t end for a couple more hours. Then he said if you leave with me now I will double what’s in my hands. That was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I had one of the other bartenders to cover for me. We went back to his place and he took me down stairs in his house to a dark room. When he turned the light on the room was lit by a wonderful red light. I was impressed with what I saw. An actual bondage room. The red light made the mood sexy there was a swing set in the middle of the room, whips and chains hung up on the wall, and a torture chair, a sex torture chair in this awesome bondage chamber. While I was admiring the bondage room he grabbed me from behind and wrapped his hand around my neck. I gasped for air and he told me to shut up not make a sound. I stilled myself and did has he said. He pushed me in the torture chair and strapped my arms and legs down, I couldn’t move an inch. I thought I was going to feel pain when all of a sudden I started to laugh uncontrollably. He was tickling my feet. It was driving me crazy the way he kept tickling the bottom of my feet. Then he started under my arm pits. I really went crazy then, I went from laughing to gagging because he then shoved his cock down my throat I started to suck but he wouldn’t let me. He started choking me and pushing his thick cock in and out of my mouth and I felt like I was going to throw up because how deep he was pushing his cock. He stopped and went in his drawer to get another toy. It was a ball with two straps on the side. He then put the ball in my mouth and tied the straps around the back of my head, and started slapping my face. He slapped me so hard it echoed in the room. Tears started to run down my face because it stung like bumble bee stings. He then spit on me and called me a dirty fucking cunt!
“You wanted bondage? You wanted to be tied up? Now you’ve got your fucking bondage don’t you bitch?”
I wasn’t laughing anymore I started to cry because my face felt like it was on fire. He started to scream in my ear telling me to cry because I was weak. I began to cry and then I felt his body move down toward my pussy, he put his face between my thighs and begin to lick and suck my clit, it felt so good I felt my clit pulsating uncontrollably. My whole body started to shake and then I started to squirt every where, he sucked every last drop out of my gushy wet pussy. He stood up and whispered in my ear I’m not done with you yet slut!! Want to hear what else happen with me and my torturer in this bondage room? Call me now and I’ll tell you all the details.
