Chapter 317 The Joy Of Bdsm(Bondage Fuck):>Ep17

• I was teetering on the edge of my own climax. If she chose to give it to me, it wouldn't take much pleasure to send me over the edge. But that wasn't in the cards just yet. Instead she climbed off of me and then helped me sit up. She didn't say anything right away, preferring to go back into her bag of tricks. I was hoping she would put away the crop, but she didn't. She returned with a hood instead. It was leather and zipped down the back. I'm sure I looked concerned as she held it up for me to see. There were no eye holes. It would be an effective blindfold that would not come off by accident. There was a firm nose built in with two holes to allow breathing. But I realized they could be covered. That thought did not amuse me. There also was a zipper where my mouth would soon be. But it was shut. She wanted me quiet or at least not able to talk. I suppose any non-verbal sounds I made could be heard. She liked to hear me moan and scream. I'm guessing she still would know what I was feeling.
• After the hood was in place, she helped me roll over so I was face down. My waist was on the edge of the mattress causing my legs to bend down until my tiptoes were just barely touching the floor. Then I felt a firm snap of the crop on my ass. Then another on the other cheek and finally a harder one directly on the plug in my ass.
• "Do you want me to call Brett, my beautiful slut?" Mistress Julie asked. I wiggled my ass hoping she assumed that meant yes and then nodded my head. I'd like to say I look a few moments to think about acquiescing and the consequences of my actions. I'd like to say that, but I can't. Even though Mistress had fucked me well, I wanted a real cock. Then I heard her on the phone.