SLAVE GIRL

Sometimes I like to cuff one of Bianca's ankles, and connect it to an underbed strap pulled from the foot of the mattress, and restrain just one of her legs. It might as well be a shackle and chain, because in that moment, Bianca is my  classic fantasy sex slave, chained to a bed in a castle tower somewhere. It's hot foreplay for us, and usually leads to more bondage, although sometimes that's all the restraint that's needed. This was not one of those times.

"No, not my legs...", Bianca appealed to me, lying on her back and holding her arms outstretched instead. "OK...then I'll just do one leg...", I grinned. She was wearing white pantyhose with an attached lace garter belt, and her favorite loose-fitting satin top, and we'd both been enjoying the outfit. "I really like these...", she said about the stockings, "...they fit perfect and they're holding up great, through cuffs, Velcro, whatever...", she smiled. .". Between the silky satin of her top, and the mix of skin, lace and sheer from the stockings, there's lots of teasing touches, and things were already hot. When I wrapped Bianca's ankle in one of her favorite red leather cuffs, she gasped and her whole body quivered, an unusually stimulating moment. Then reaching under the foot of the mattress for a strap (you have got to have one of these on your bed...!), and quickly clipping it onto the cuff, in the heat of that moment, I pulled the strap very tight, much more than usual. "Owww!...", Bianca protested, "...too much." I apologized with a grin, loosened the strap a bit, and adjusted her ankle cuff.

Bianca still had her arms invitingly outstretched. "No, I have another idea...", I said, wrapping her left wrist with a matching red leather cuff and looping a length of black rope through the ring. "I've been rewriting Very Very Missionary for the University, and that got my imagination going. It's a great position we both like and haven't done in a long time." 

With that, I slid the rope ends under her back, brought her arm down by her side, and reached over to slowly draw up the slack, until Bianca's arm was held against her side. I got up and walked around the bed to cuff her other wrist, standing so my hard cock was in her hand, a favorite tease. But then I made her let go, brought this arm also to her side, looped the rope through the cuff's metal ring, pulled tight, and tied it off, so now both Bianca's arms were held firmly against her sides. "Ahhh...nice...", I stood back and admired my luscious bound submissive.

Seeing the length of leftover rope lying next to her moved me to action. I brought the rope back across her hips, then back under her butt twice, then over her hips and back under again, this time up between her legs, right over her pussy, with enough rope left for me to grab and control the position and tightness. "Oooohhh, that feels so cool....!", she gushed, as I wrapped the ropes around her. "You'll never get in with the ropes tied around my thighs like that...", she taunted me. "Oh, no worries honey, they're tied up high enough...", I smiled, "...but first...". And with that I brought Bianca's unrestrained leg in, and straddled her with my cock laying between her thighs. "Ummm, I want some of this favorite pleasure right now...", I grinned, while slowly dry-humping Bianca's restrained body, my cock stroking her thighs, until she begged for some lube, which I gladly applied, and then moved up and slid my cock downward over her clit and pussy. "Oooooohhhh! Uhhhh...", she gasped; this position was very hot, and after savoring a few strokes, quickly led to more. I stood up, cuffed her other ankle, and using a side bed strap, restrained her leg open wide, and returned to my very very missionary position, this time inside Bianca, taking a storming, unrelenting ride, and coming madly while she pulled so hard against those restraint straps.    

When I returned to consciousness, "Hmmmm, how about you now...", I invited her, "...how about a vibrator?". "Uh-huh...uhhhhh....", was her breathless response, so taking her favorite little pal from the nightable drawer, I placed it in her hand. "Ahhhh, yes, that's the one...and you could give my breasts some attention...", she begged, and I did. That wrist cuff could move around on the rope, so Bianca got the vibrator tip right over her clit, as I laid alongside her, teasing her breasts and nipples through the satin. I also took hold of the rope end and pulled, tightening the ropes still around her hips, as she got herself hotter and hotter with the vibrator and started to grind her hips up and down. Every time she lifted off the bed, I took up the rope slack, so that when she lowered, the rope would dig deeper into her flesh, until she reached a wake-the-neighbors pulsing, howling orgasm choreographed with buzzing vibrator, restraints and ever-tightening ropes. A very hot climax for both of us...!  

Slave Girl.

Bianca's favorite clit vibrator:

LEAF TOUCH