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    The rope was starting to burn her tired wrists. She could taste the slight fear bubbling up from her stomach. Her eyes strained to see in the dark room. Where was he? How long had she been here? A door opened behind her and she could feel a cool breeze against her back and bare ass. He was back. What was that sound?

    She stood with her arms above her head, her wrists bound together and suspended from a device in the ceiling she couldn’t quite make out in the low light. She twisted, trying to see him, but the rope only rubbed harder on her sore wrists. Her legs were starting to cramp. This hadn’t gone at all how she expected.

    His feet padded heavily against the floor as he circled the bed and came up behind her. He pressed against her and slid his hands up her ribs to her heavy hanging breasts. His large hands lifted the weight of them and his thumbs grazed her nipples, sending a ripple up her spine. She could feel his smile as he kissed her neck right behind her ear. She forgot how tired she was as the warmth grew between her thighs.

    “Did you miss me?” She nodded meekly. “Are you ready?” She nodded again. “I want to hear you say it.” “Yes, sir.” He slid an arm around her, right under her breasts, to support her. He used his other hand to do something that released the clip holding the rope on her wrists. Her exhausted arms dropped in front of her. The ache in her armpits was astounding. She wobbled a bit, but he supported her and led her to the bed. It had been stripped bare except the sheet covering the mattress. She sat down hard, resisting the urge to fall back. He would surely punish her if she showed weakness. Her still bound wrists rested on her lap. She watched him, the fear and desire burning hot in her stomach.

    He got on his knees and pulled a metal bar from beneath the bed. He pushed her legs apart and clasped the cuffs at either end of the bar around her ankles. He slid his hands up her legs and smiled at her. Even in the dim light, he was astonishingly handsome. He opened a drawer beside the bed and pulled out something she didn’t recognize. He slid his hand over her short hair and lifted her chin. He pulled the gag over her head. He placed the circle between her lips that would keep her mouth open. He kissed her forehead. “You look so beautiful.” He stood back and admired her.

    “On your knees.” She slid off the edge of the bed, falling hard on her knees. She sat back on her heels. The cold metal of the spreader bar chilled the heat coming from her pussy. He pulled his semi erect cock free of the elastic waist band on his black sweat pants. He put one hand on her head and used the other to guide his cock into her mouth. She sucked in her cheeks and flattened her tongue as the length of him started to grow in her mouth. “Mmm. That’s a good girl.” Saliva was running down her chin as she did her best to swallow the cock that was slowly fucking her mouth.

    He pulled back and leaned forward, grabbing her under her arms. He spun her around roughly and bent her over the edge of the bed. He rubbed his palms over her full ass. He spread her ass cheeks and let go, allowing them to bounce back against each other and then back into place. His fingertips dug into her skin when he grabbed each cheek. He knelt down behind her and placed his lips against her slightly parted pussy.

    He probed her with the tip of his tongue before arching her back so he could focus on her swollen clit. His lips encircled it as if he were sucking a tiny cock. He used his tongue to flick it as he bobbed his head. She groaned and pressed back against his face. Soon he was lapping at her pussy, her juices running down his chin. He worked his way to her asshole and began flicking his tongue against the tight rosebud. Once he had brought her close to an orgasm, he pulled away and stood up. He licked his lips and used the back of his hand to wipe the excess juice off of his chin.

    His sweat pants hit the floor softly. Then she could feel the tip of his cock opening her pussy. She gripped the sheet as he forced his cock deep inside of her. He began fucking her hard. His balls were slapping her clit. He held her ass open and watched his cock slip in and out of the dripping mess that was her pussy. She let out a scream when he bottomed out in her.

    “It’s too big!” He stopped abruptly. “What did you say?” Fear clenched her stomach. “Nothing,” she grunted out around the gag. She shook her head side to side. “I heard you.” The annoyance was heavy in his voice. He pulled out of her and opened a different drawer beside the bed. “You know better.”

    The leather flogger came down hard across the flesh of her ass. Again and again it slapped her skin. She held her cries deep in her throat. A hard stroke hit the back of her thighs and the swollen lips of her pussy. Tears stung her eyes but she didn’t cry out. “Please. I’m sorry.” “Louder!” The next blow landed on the tender small of her back. “Please! I’m sorry, sir.” He leaned forward and grabbed her chin pulling her head back. “Don’t let me ever hear you complain.” He let her head go and the tears slid down the end of her nose. “Yes, sir.”

    He went back to the drawer and returned behind her. “Get on the bed.” She scrambled up, doing as she was told. He pushed her onto her back and hooked a chain to the spreader bar before securing it to the ropes on her wrists. She was stuck with her legs spread and pushed up to either side of her. His cock was rock hard and precum welled from the tip. Despite the marks swelling up on her backside and maybe even because of them, she was wetter than ever.

    He slid the tip of his cock through her wetness and grinned. He pulled back and slapped her exposed clit with a flat hand. The sensation sent fireworks through her body and she gasped. He put two fingers in her and began pumping her drenched pussy. She squirted out into his hand with the force of each intrusion. She began to breathe hard. He took his fingers out and smeared her juice all over the puckered hole of her ass. He reached into her pussy and scooped out more, using it to lubricate his fingers and stretch her ass open.

    He pushed his cock into her pussy slowly. He swirled his hips as he dipped into her. When he felt satisfied, he pulled back and pressed the tip of his cock against the entrance to her ass. He pushed harder, opening her up. She squeezed her eyes shut against the pain of his girth splitting her. When he had fed all of his cock into her, he stopped moving. He put his fingers through the circle holding her mouth open. She licked his fingers. The heavy taste of her arousal was intoxicating. He reached around and released the gag, finally allowing her to close her mouth. She licked her lips and focused on the feeling of him in her belly.

    He put his hands on her hips and started pumping her slowly. He rested his hand on the mound of her pussy and rubbed her clit as he fucked her ass more forcefully. Her pussy started to spasm as she climaxed. He put the full weight of himself into her. She could feel another wave rocking her body when his hot seed flooded her ass. She tilted her head back and let out a guttural groan as she came again.

    He was still pumping her when she passed out, going limp in her restraints. He released her from the rope and cuffs. He tenderly wiped her down before placing the blankets over her. She was coming along well, he thought. Maybe even his favorite thus far.


  • I love this more and more every day…

    I am new to working on the phone. I have been working in the sex industry for about two months now through US Love.

    I have been asked how I came to work in this field. It was merely by chance after reading the testimonies of other women who work in the industry. I have a young child and I love that working from home allows me the flexibility I need to be an attentive mother, while my commision allows me a reasonable source of income. I also absolutely love that I get to talk about my favorite thing in the whole world, SEX.

    Seriously, what is better than sex? I often masturbate because I have never had a partner that can keep up with my libido. My time as a newly single mother has me pressed to find a suitable partner. Except now, I can share it with you. In the short period of time that I have been working with US Love, I have had all wonderful experiences. I was nervous at first, but all my callers have been so wonderful. I am learning about things I didn’t even know I enjoyed. I especially love listening to stories and imagining myself into the roles. I am generally submissive with men and dominate with women, but as a pansexual, it doesn’t always play out that way.

    I am also asked quite frequently if I am real. Yes, I am a 100% real woman, talking to you from the comfort of my home, usually my bed. Typically I am watching videos on porn hub in between calls, however I have had callers that ask me to watch with them. This is an exciting connection because we are sharing an experience and it gives me a chance to describe what I like. It also gives me a chance to understand what my client likes so we can go deeper when the videos are off.

    The number one thing I’ve come to love in the last few weeks is getting to know my callers. Actually getting to know. Hearing about their lives, wives, jobs, or even just a good joke. The connection is so real that we’ve really gotten to know each other in a way that I did not think possible before I started this work. So, keep calling. Keep teaching me. I love this more and more every day.


  • Show’s over

    p6085-9My girlfriend wiggled her ass against my crotch to the throbbing music. My pussy tingled in response as my body rocked to the beat. I used both hands to arch her back and pull her harder against me. She leaned forward and looked over her shoulder to watch my response to her perfect ass. We smiled knowingly when our eyes met. It would be hours before we made it back to my bed, but the sex was bound to be amazing. The DJ raised the house lights and dancers descended from the cages lining the upper walls. We held hands as the massive crowd of lesbians carried us outside into the cool air rolling off the bay. We stopped when we saw a group of friends smoking on the sidewalk. I leaned against the wall adjusting my 6 inch pink heels as they discussed our next move. My girlfriend grabbed my hand and pulled me to the car. She slapped my butt and headed over to the driver’s side of the car. She was chatting excitedly with her best friend about the next club. My head jerked up when I heard “sex”. “Where are we going?” She leaned over into the passenger seat of the tiny sedan and slid her hand up my thigh. “Don’t worry. It’s free for ladies and I heard it will be great.” I tilted my head a little, but her hand was busy up my skirt, distracting me by tracing the outline of my pussy lips with her fingertips. We soon parked on a quiet, relatively dark block and headed towards a nondescript building with a buzzing red sign. We stepped inside and I handed a man my ID. Everything was much brighter than I expected. My girlfriend pulled me through the club. We stopped in rooms, examining equipment my kinkiest thoughts couldn’t even fathom. In one room, a woman was moaning loudly upstairs. A half dressed man stood guard. As we debated heading up there, a man pushed past us and headed up the stairs. We headed to the next scene. Room after room, level after level, were themes and toys I’d only seen on HBO specials. My girlfriend sat in a swing and beckoned me towards her. I kissed her and the heat between us quickly grew. Her hand slipped up my shirt and pinched my nipple through my bra. I moaned into her mouth and pushed forward so the swing would lift her pussy to the level of mine. She was almost a foot taller than my petite 5’2″ frame, but in this moment, we were equals. I bit her bottom lip and tugged at the zipper of her jeans. I gripped her hips and her Superman boy shorts came into view with each tug. Her best friend appeared out of nowhere with a scared look on his face. I backed away as she sat up to console him. I didn’t hear the full conversation as I was buzzing with annoyance over being interrupted. We circled back through the maze of rooms as they talked. I trailed behind, still seething. We passed a cube  where people had gathered to watch a couple have sex. The man appeared to be in street clothes and the woman in lingerie, but not much was happening at the moment. We entered a big room near the entrance. There was music, a stripping pole, and some familiar faces from the club. My girlfriend’s best friend crossed the room to talk to someone. I tugged at her hand to get her attention. I pulled her backwards into a room of changing room style booths. There were benches in the middle of the dimly lit room. The partitioned spaces featured low shelves in the corners. The space at the back of the room had a wider ledge, and more privacy, so we slipped in there. “I want to fuck you now,” I whispered against her lips. She pushed me into the booth and pressed me against the wall. Her hands were tugging at the buttons on my shirt as I slid my hands into the back of her jeans. She lifted my skirt, jammed her legs between mine, and gently fingered the moisture on my slit. I shoved my hands deeper into her jeans, causing the still unbuttoned fabric to release the zipper and allow her pants to slide down her hips. I gripped her perfectly round cheeks through her panties. A moan slipped from my lips as she parted my slit and brushed her fingertip against my swollen clit. She pushed deeper, easing her finger towards my tight, wet hole. When I felt her finger penetrate me, I grabbed her hair and pressed her mouth against mine to stifle my moans. Then I heard it. The sound of a zipper unzipping and a bench creaking. I opened my eyes long enough to see a guy slowly stroking his flaccid cock to life while staring at us. My skirt was pushed up and my hips were tilted forward. All of the buttons on my shirt, except the very last one, had come undone. My girlfriend’s jeans were halfway down her thighs and her t-shirt was halfway up her back. She pulled back a little when she felt me stiffen. “What is it?” “He’s watching.” “Then let’s give him a show.” She grinned evilly and pushed back against me, spreading my legs wider and slipping in a second finger. I was nervous about being watched, but the magic of her fingers were incapacitating. My heels were sliding on the floor as she pinned me to the wall and began finger fucking me unmercilessly. Her palm undulated against my clit in rhythm with her fingers. I wrapped my arms around her neck as I rode the wave of her lust. I came with a deep groan and shiver, collapsing against her. I could hear the steady sound of flesh hitting flesh from the edges of the dark. She waited until the throbbing subsided some before slipping her fingers out of me. I drew her fingers to my lips and licked them clean. Then much to my horror, I heard more voices. I looked past her shoulder and saw now that about 6 men had joined the audience. My girlfriend finally became aware of all the men watching. She blocked my body from their view as she helped me straighten my clothes. After buttoning my shirt, I grabbed her face and kissed her hard. I pulled back enough to whisper, “The show isn’t over.” I pushed her against the stage height wooden ledge in the opposite corner. I pushed her jeans further down and started to slide to my knees. She grabbed my wrist and pulled me up. “Not on the floor.” She pulled up her jeans and climbed up on the wide ledge. She pulled me up with her as she backed into the corner. I kneeled before her, barely fitting on the small stage. I hooked my fingers in her panties and slid them down her thighs. I brought my lips to her pussy as I pushed her pants the rest of the way down. I could feel the body heat of the crowd as they pushed in to get a closer view. There was no view as I pushed hungrily into her slit, wrapping my tongue around her huge clit. I lapped greedily as her warm juices flowed down my chin. She had truly enjoyed fucking me. I could feel her creamy juice dripping down the crevice between my breasts. I pushed deeper, tracing my tongue along the length of her clit as I sucked it. I pushed my face into the intersection of her thighs and gripped her ass to pull her closer. I looked up briefly to see her with her eyes closed and her face screwed up in ecstasy. I pushed her knees as far apart as her jeans would allow. She grabbed my head and bent her knees slightly, allowing my eager mouth access to the deep recesses of her pussy. I darted my tongue into her sopping wet hole and heard her groan. I lapped furiously at all the wetness. I returned my attention to her clit and wrapped my lips around it. Her cum dripped down my chin as I bobbed my head, sucking rhythmically. Within minutes, she was pressing my head deeper into her as she began to cum. I held tight, urging her with the motions of my tongue while keeping her clit firmly between my lips. By now my breasts were shiny with her cum and I could hear more than one cock being beat to the tune of our love. I pressed my hands against her thighs to pin her up in the corner. I pushed on through her orgasm until I was sure she was spent. I gave her slit one last kiss before sliding her panties and jeans back within her reach. She pulled me into a standing position and kissed me. I scooped some of her cum from between my breasts and smeared it on her lips. I smiled as she licked it away. I turned and slid off the ledge we’d used as our stage. She gave a less graceful hop down before declaring, “Show’s over.”