The Barber's chair

The Barber's chair

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Goldie is a quiet girl, a girl of good nature and kindness. But she also has a secret that would prove otherwise...

Summary

Goldie is a quiet girl, a girl of good nature and kindness. But she also has a secret that would prove otherwise...

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Submitted: June 24, 2012

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"Tighter, just a little more, please! I need it!" A golden haired woman gasped, her neck pressing more and more to the leather seat of a large chair. Iit was known as, 'The Barber's chair'. Only few knew it existed, allowed it, as a word, to lace their lips. Her form was bound to the furniture tight, her rump forced close to her head as her legs splayed over slightly. A thin rope was tight about her slit, giving subtle vibes of pleasure when she moved even the slightest. A thick few ropes pressured her back to bend, made her bare stomach press against the rough cushion of the seat. She was loving it, every moment. A rather tall man, strong chinned and chiselled featured, strode over to her in silence, a tray of several sexual toys presented on a wheeled table at his hands. Stopping aside her, dirty fingers grasped one of the items; a red gag attached to a black leather buckle strap.

Goldie couldn't turn her head to see, but knew it was something the man favored, could hear it in his voice as he hissed,

"I'm going to break you, whore...Oh, I'm going to take my time with you..."

Before she could respond with a smile and a giggle, the gag was firmly pushed into her mouth, nearly touching the back of her throat at first, thick droops of saliva dripped from the corner of her lips. Then it was tightly strapped about her head. His fingertips trailed over her chin and across her face to give a stinging slap to her already rosey cheek. She winced. He grinned. Stepping back to admire her form the man drifted off to pull a brown cord of rope, this action opening numerous shutters to reveal anxious watchers. He then returned to her side,his member already beginning to erect. His first choice to tease her with was the horse crop. Before he gave a blood heating thwak to her rear, he ran the crop's padal between her bottom's cheeks, then over her slowly swelling labia.

"A little audience for you my filthy princess..." The man bragged, slipping the velvet padal into the front of her panties, brushing over the now wet area.

Goldie gave a muffled groan, beads of sweat forming on her bare thighs and plump cheeks. He twisted the crop about furiously then pulled it out to swap it in haste with a largre object; a rubber mould, as long as his forearm. It's bulbous end was gently rubbed over her labia, followed by the shaft. Goldie remained silent, closing her soft green eyes. But inside she was screaming, yearning for it to enter her...Roughly. And it wasn't long for her wish to come true. The man gave a deep grunt as with one swift motion he tore her panties clean off, causing her rounded rear to jiggle. His hot breathe made itself present, caused her to twitch down there. Then it furiously lapped up the sweet juices she began to produce, slipping in every now and then. Quite abruptly, he pulled away, leaving her feeling as if her skin could just melt away.

The rubber toy he had used before was now in play, sharply forced into her as he gave a devious chuckle. Goldie gave a pain filled yelp, frowning as she could hear quiet cheers from the people watching her. The toy stayed there for a while, inside her. Then it slipped out, went in softer this time. To and fro, To and fro did it enter her. The man pulled at his pant's crotch, attempting to hide his bulging arousal. The beads of sweat on her body were now thin streams, trickling down to drip to the ground. She couldn't feel anything anymore, the pleasure had numbed her. her nostrils were flaringas she struggled for air. Then it happened, the height of pure bliss. warm liquid ran from between her legs. He ran his tongue up her thigh to meet it, lap it up.

"That's it, slut...You like that? Now you have to return the favor..." He pulled out the toy, threw it to the ground before walking to her front. She had tears staining her pale face from joy. A large thumb brushed them away as his other hand tugged away the gag, Goldie giving a relieved inhale of air...Though it was short, cut due to a hefty obstruction; his throbbing member. It's hilt pressed against the back of her gullet, causing her to gag slightly. The man's hand grasped a handful of hair, controlling her head's motion, helping him gain more lust, helping him thrust in deeper. A few quick bucks of his hips and it was over. His seed splurged into her throat, splurted at the corners of her lips.

Her tears flowed. This wasn't expected.

"Swallow it!" He forced her mouth shut. She did as he said with an audible gulp. He grinned, smacked her one more time. Goldie giggled, flayed her legs playfully.

"Y'know, the money'll pay for my university funds.." She cooed, completely spoiled.

"Oh? Perhaps you'll meet me there...I'm a tutor." He replied.


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