I’m Unity, my kink and true passion is sub/domme role play and I also truly enjoy playing these fantasy games by submissive phone sex. Read my secret confession to find out just how kinky I can be…
“I offered to help a friend out a few months back, he was a Master of Shibari. He was doing a demo at a high profile BDSM later that week and needed a willing model.
Master D had been a big part of my training as a submissive so I was always eager to please and help him out however and whenever I could. I’ve always been a huge fan of Japanese bondage techniques, it’s a beautiful art, it also helps that every time I’ve been a part of it I’ve been given a massive orgasm or 5 for my troubles.
Master D had requested I go to him a few days before the demo so he could perfect his technique. I went to his spacious apartment that afternoon, dressed casually in jeans and a t-shirt, sans underwear as he prefered.
He welcomed me warmly as always and lead me into the living room. My pussy contracted and moistened instantly at the sight of the metal hooks hanging from the ceiling and the selection of rope already laid out on the floor.
‘Strip’ he instructed, quietly, but firmly as was his style. I lifted my t-shirt over my head, baring my firm, pert breasts and hard nipples. I lowered my jeans, making sure to bend as I did, showing him how wet I was already.
He playfully smacked my arse ‘Mmmmmm my little slut is looking forward to this.’ he said. It wasn’t a question, it was a statement, he knew my reactions well and was well aware of my love of bondage and the effect it had on me.
He kissed me gently on the forehead and said ‘Hands behind your back little one’ I smiled at the nickname he’d given me years ago and did as I was told.
He bound my wrists first and, as always, I automatically calmed. My breathing was deep, regular, peaceful. He moved up to my upper arms, slowly wrapping the rope around them. My arms and hands now immobilised, every brush of the soft rope against my sensitive skin a sensual caress.
I closed my eyes and savoured every touch. Master D was never in a rush, he was patient and controlled every second I was in his care. He continued on, methodically wrapping and tying the rope around my chest now, making a intricate harness around my torso and down to my waist. I gasped as I felt rope brush against my pussy, I groaned as it tightened, first on one side, then the other.
My smooth, wet pussy was framed on either side by the rope, intricate knots were on either hip. I could feel myself slipping into my own little sub space as Master D finalised his work. My thighs were bound separately, joined to the body harness of rope and attached to one of the ceiling hooks, as was a thick piece of rope attached to my torso.
I was slowly suspended in mid air and awaited Master D’s final touch. My head was tilted back, my long ponytail hanging down. Master wrapped a section of rope around my hair band and tied each excess length of rope around my ankles.
I was suspended and completely bound. Immobile, at his mercy, ready to be used. ‘How pretty you look all tied up for me Unity’ he said, stroking a finger through my now soaking wet pussy. I groaned and whimpered at his touch, desperate for more.
He gave me two thick fingers inside my tight, wet pussy. He fucked me with them slowly, deeply. He removed them all too soon, walking around to my head and feeding me his fingers ‘Taste how wet you are for me Unity’ he said, I sucked on them eagerly. ‘Mmmmm such a good little slut. Good little sluts deserve to be fucked by their Master.’
Seconds later I felt the full width of his cock parting my wet lips. Slowly he filled me to the hilt, holding himself still as I groaned and writhed, desperate for him to move, to fuck me, but I wasn’t in control here, he was.
Mercifully he began to move, slowly at first, then harder, faster. My suspended state rocking my body deliciously against his. He ordered me to cum, I did. He pinched my clit, fucked me harder still and ordered me to cum again, I did. One last time he ordered me to cum and clench my pussy hard at the same time, I did, drawing a deep, intense orgasm from him.
The exquisite feeling of being bound, suspended and filled with Master’s cum is one that is hard to match. I savoured every single second, his pride in me evident, his cock still twitching, deep inside my sated pussy, mmmmmm.
The best thing about it was, this was only the practice run! I got to do it all over again in a few days time! “
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