Roughing It Rebuttal

Roughing It Rebuttal Roughing It Rebuttal

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

My rebuttal for Benawriter's 'Roughing It' Hope you enjoy!!

Summary

My rebuttal for Benawriter's 'Roughing It'
Hope you enjoy!!

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Submitted: July 22, 2016

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Submitted: July 22, 2016

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It's been only two days since that hot, erotic night with Ben and still, she couldn't get that stain out from her bedroom carpet. It was totally worth it, though. But what a mess! However, her turn was tonight. She had something special up her sleeve just for him. She has this friend that sells specialty toys for the kinky-hearted and she decided to take her up on an offer for a free toy or more. She really liked being his sub, following his every command, but tonight was going to be all about her...  

"Hey baby! I missed you." She kisses Ben with a little tongue. Nothing out of the norm. What was out of the norm, though, was her outfit. She was wearing a black and red leather open cup babydoll with crotchless black panties. She's feeling very sexy and kinky tonight. 

She moved out of the doorway so he could enter. She noticed he was carrying a bottle of that special champagne she loved. Tonight wasn’t going to be a champagne night. It was going to be more of Johnny Walker night by the time she was through with him. 

"Go straight to the bedroom and lose the clothing." She demanded. Ben just smiled and walked to the back where her bedroom was located.  

"What's with the treasure boxes? Are we role playing as pirates tonight?" He asks with a curious, smirky look. 

"I said lose the clothing, Ben. Why are you not following orders? Do you want to be punished?" And she slaps him lightly on the cheek. Ben was quite startled by her actions, but didn't protest. Actually, he looked a bit turned on. He took a step back and started to unbutton his shirt, and then his pants, letting it all fall to the floor. He was now standing there in nothing but boxers. "All of it, Ben. Don't make me tell you again." 

"What kind of game are we playing, darling?" He grabs ahold of the elastic from his boxers and begins to slowly pull them off. He was semi-hard already. 

"I know it's my turn, but I thought I would let you choose what type of game, so pick a box my dear Ben. Any box." She points over to the three treasure boxes on her dresser. "Keep in mind, that when one is chosen, the others go away so you can't choose another if you don't like what you pick." She grins at him as he walks over to the dresser. "No peeking inside, sir!" Not that he could, they were all locked up. 

Ben decides on the middle box and brings it to her. She puts it on the bed and tells him to open it up. She hands him the key to the box and he turns it to unlock what mystery lay inside. Once open, he looks in and then his body stiffened straight up in an uncomfortable way. She could tell he was nervous. "Oh Ben, I think you've chosen wisely. You’re my little slave tonight!" She laughs while he just stares at the contents in the box. 

One by one, she pulls four items out of the box. First it was the leather cuffs. She told him to put his hands behind his back so she could cuff him. "Don't worry now, they're soft." Quickly she cuffed him and turned him back around to face her.  She pulls out the second item from the box, a classic crop. She slaps it against his thigh and then his ass. "You've been such a dirty, dirty, bad boy, Ben. See that stain, it's from you. What am I going to do with you?" He was getting hard and she noticed. Pulling out the third item she tells him,  "We can't have you enjoy it all, so we have to limit it a bit."  She attaches a leather chastity pouch to his prized jewels. Looking strained in his, what she calls a cock straight jacket, she takes the crop to his ass again. 

He lets out a scream, a manly scream of course. "This is a little uncomfortable, darling. I'm feeling a little trapped here." She steps back and tells him to get on his knees, applying the crop to his thigh. He follows her orders and winces on his way down because of the straight jacket.  She then pulls out the fourth and final item, a gag to keep his mouth shut so he doesn't talk back. It wasn't any old type of gag, but one with an attached dildo. Oh the fun she is going to have! Leaning forward into her, she secures the gag in the back of his head. "Your all set, slave. Now lie down, face down. 

With his hands cuffed behind his back, on his knees, and ass in the air, she puts her foot to his face. She pushes his face into the stained part of the carpet and beats his backside with the crop. She could hear him moan and gasp through the gag in his mouth. "That's what you get, Ben. For messing up my carpet." She continues to crop his ass. "You like it, don't you Ben? Can you feel the pressure building? How's your cock doing in that jacket? Oh right, sorry Ben, you can't talk!" She laughs at him. "I'm getting so wet right now." One more crop to the ass and she stops. She removes her foot and the cuffs. She tells him to sit up and as he turns around, he watches her massage her breasts. She pinches her nipples and moans out his name, "Oh Ben!" 

She backs up to the bed and lies down. With her feet propped up on the edge and legs spread open, she beckons for him to come forward. "Crawl over to me Ben. Show me what you can do with that gag, slave." Opening her legs wider, she could feel her wetness drip down towards her ass. "Slave, I want you to fuck me with your gag dildo. Pump it inside me, now!" And so he does. In and out, bobbing his head, thrusting hard. She screams his name and bucks with every thrust of his mouth. 

"Take your finger and lube it up with my juices, slave. I want you to rub my asshole with it..... oh yes... that's it... FUCK!" He groans more. She screams some more. The wetter she gets, the faster he goes. His finger circles her dark coveted circle and moves with the rhythm of his head. "Oh gaaaawd... I'm cumming, slave. I'm cumming!" She screams and thrashes against his mouth and finger and her juices poured out. Once she calms down from her orgasm, he slid his gag out of her pussy and leans back on his heels. 

"Go, lie down on the bed. Your head by the wall." He lies down just as she ordered him to do. She climbs up on top and straddles his legs. "Oh Ben, look! I can see some pre-cum glistening on the tip. We can't have that, now can we?" She tightens the jacket on his cock to the last notch. He groans, but it was an almost pleasurable kind of groan. She crawls up the length of his body and bends down to rub her tits across his face. Knowing he can't suck on her nipples. She orders him to pinch them and twist them. "That's it slave. More!" She was starting to feel the heat between her thighs start up again.  

"Enough, slave! Now I'm going to fuck your mouth."She sits on his chest, getting him all wet from her juices. 

"MMM... mmm... mmm!" This was all Ben could get out, but she knew what he wanted. 

"See Ben," she picks up the crop and drags it across his arm and then crops him there. "I'm in control. I'm denying your pleasure, the one you get when eating me out. I'm going to ride the dildo that’s on your mouth and your going to make me scream out with another orgasm. You’re my sex slave, Ben. Mine!" She stands up to where her crotchless panty covered pussy is directly above his dildo gagged mouth and sits back down. Only this time, she slid onto the dildo. Sliding up and down, Ben caresses her ass and squeezes her cheeks. He moans and she moans. She grabs her breast with one hand and squeezes. She slides her other hand to her clit and presses against it. She moans louder. 

"Slave, I want you to take some more of my juices and lube up my asshole. Then slide it in as if it were your cock. Finger my ass, Ben, while I fuck your face." He does what he's told. "What a good, dirty, bad boy!" Faster and faster they go. She begins to scream out his name and curses at the top of her lungs as she comes. Her orgasm was off the Richter scale. She was thrashing and cursing and thrashing again. He removes his finger and slides off his face. Now that she has calmed down, she sits next to him and she smiles. 

"Lift your head, slave." She reaches behind him and unfastens the gag. Setting it aside, she asks him what he thought of her little game, while gripping his still caged cock.  

"It felt good. I'm so fucking turned on right now!" He sits up and she grips harder on his caged cock. "It was ridiculously uncomfortable and painful, but it was fucking hot as fuck!" This pleases her, so she removes the straight jacket from his cock and begins to rub it. He was fully erect in a matter of nanoseconds. Pushing her face down on the mattress, he grabs her hips and pulls her ass up. 

Caressing her ass he demands, "tell me what was in the other treasure boxes." 

"Nope, not gonna tell. You'll just have to wait until it's my turn again, slave. Now tear my pussy up!"


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