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“Hold still” he said

For a brief moment I thought about pointing out that with my hands firmly tied to the chair I didn’t have much choice in the matter but then I noticed what he was holding in his hand and all thoughts of smart arse comments instantly vanished.

“See,” he said, holding the pinwheel right up in front of my face, “if you don’t hold still then it might end up digging in more than it should”

He seemed to take the little whimper noise I made in reply to this statement as a sign that I was ready and rested the head of the metal wheel at the very top of my breast. At first its touch was delicate, almost so soft that I could barely feel it but then as he rolled it down over the plump flesh of my breast I could feel the spikes change from little scratched to sharp digs. I held my breath as the pins made their progress across my skin towards the tender bud of my nipple. At the last moment just when it seemed that the pins had no where left to go but across my nipple he diverted it’s path and rolled it onto my other breast.

With increasing pressure he covered both my breasts with little indents that looked like a trail of tiny dots decorating my tits. Both my nipples responded to the sensation as if they were trying to call attention to themselves, as if they were sitting up begging for their moment with the pinwheel.

Are you enjoying this slut? he asked, but before I could answer he carried on, “let’s see shall we”

And with his free hand he delved between my thighs, using his fingers to part my labia and running them down my slit towards my opening.

“Oh look” he said as he held two fingers up in front of my face “You are all wet” and he was right, the tips of his fingers were covered in my juices. “Now what shall I do with this” he questioned as he waved his fingers around…. “ahh I know” and he proceeded to whip first one finger then the other on each of my hard nipples.

“So pretty” he mumbled as he admired his work.

Reaching behind him a grabbed one of the other chairs and placed it between my open thighs. Sitting down bought us eye to eye.

This time as the pinwheel dug its way across my flesh towards my aching nipples he once again felt between my legs but this time as the sharp spikes reached their tender destination he pushed a finger into my cunt.

“Now remember what I said, hold still slut”

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  • Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon Find me in my corner of the internet at Molly's Daily Kiss and on Twitter @mollysdailykiss

  • Show Comments (2)

  • slave sindee

    HOT

  • Kayla Lords

    Oooooouch! And yes, so fucking hot.

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