THOM AND BECKY GET TIED UP

BY THOM
thombabble@eml.cc

[ part 6 ]

Mistress Becky Exacts Her Revenge

My 12 year old step daughter and I had waited weeks to be alone from her parents so that we could act out some BDSM fantasies that we had made up. We had engaged in some casual oral and masturbatory sex and bondage and spanking but we hoped that we could do some serious role playing together. We finally got our opportunity when her mother and father both needed to be out of town at the same time and over a weekend to boot.

We had just finished our third scene where she was the victim of severe bondage and sexual torture that left us both spent. Now it was my turn to be the victim and her turn to be the purp.

“Was that what you had in mind?” I asked as she lay back on the bed seemingly exhausted. I was sitting upright on the bed next to her. It occurred to me that this was the first time in all of this that we were sort of casually together on a bed and completely naked – and talking naturally.

“Oh boy, better than I expected. You did your part perfectly. I feel so satisfied. Your scene is next and then the last one. I’m really looking forward to it. The last scene is the most extreme of all of them. Its good that we will do it after a good night’s sleep tomorrow. I’m starved, can we eat before we start your scene?”

“For sure, I’m hungry too. This stuff really takes it out of you.”

She reached up and put her hands around my neck and pulled my face down to hers and gave me a sloppy, open mouth kiss. I returned it, being not just a little bit in love with my wife’s 12 year old daughter.

We got dressed, sort of in bath robes and had some lunch. We rested a bit and then started the next to last scene part way through the afternoon. We went to separate rooms to get ready.

I put on a pair of my wife’s panties. They were to be as frilly and feminine as possible. The only other thing I was to wear was the wrist and ankle cuffs so that I could be bound as quickly as possible. I was to enter the family room on all fours.

Scene begins:

I crawled into the family room and Becky was sitting in a chair across the way. She was wearing a leather halter top and very short leather skirt. The skirt was so short that it didn’t even pretend to cover what was underneath which was a garter belt holding up a pair of thigh high dark hose and nothing else. Her bare, hairless pussy was quite visible peeking out from under the skirt with her legs spread purposely apart quite wide to drive me insane by the sight of it. . Her outfit was completed by a pair of spiked high heel shoes.

“Come over here little boy. I have work for you and I also want to show you what a stupid, inconsiderate brat you’ve been all day by punishing you.” Becky said, in a tone that made me believe that she was enjoying her lines.

I crawled over to where she was sitting and sat back on my haunches in front of her. The riding crop appeared out of no where and she asked me to turn my ass around so that she could reach it without exerting herself. She whacked me on the ass a few times to show me her displeasure with me.

Then she put her legs up on the arms of the chair, exposing her bare pussy to my view and told me to suck on her clit and lick her slit from bottom to top and make her come.

This was all said as a form of command to make me subservient to her but I couldn’t imagine anything I’d rather be doing at that moment then eating her little girl pussy, smelling her little girl smells. She admonished me though that I could not touch myself and that I had to leave my little inadequate dick inside of my feminine panties.

I have to say I still enjoyed myself quite a bit eating out her pussy and she came more than once while I was doing it. She added quite a bit to my pleasure by wrapping her legs around my neck, putting the heels of her shoes onto my back and hitting me randomly with the riding crop.

By this time my dick was fully engorged and fighting to get out of the panties I was wearing. I desperately wanted to touch myself or have her do so and I started to beg.

“Oh mistress Becky can I please play with myself? I need to come or at least touch myself a little.”

“You know what I said about that junior. I guess we’ll have to make it so you aren’t tempted at all to disobey me. Stand up and put your arms behind your back. We’re going to the dungeon so you can be properly restrained.”

I did as instructed and she clasped the wrist cuffs together so that my hands were bound behind me. She slapped my on the back with the riding crop.

“Move along young man.”

We headed to the basement stairs and I walked down ahead of her. She nudged me along toward the spot where I had tied her standing up spread eagle in the morning by slapping my butt every few seconds with the riding crop. She first secured my ankle cuffs to the post ropes and pulled them as hard as she could, spreading my legs painfully apart. Then she did the same with the wrist cuffs.

Being helplessly bound this way excited me terribly and accentuated my erection that was trapped in the panties causing me a great deal of pain.

“Would you like to be rid of those panties little man?” Becky asked in her tough pretend voice.

“Yes, please, please.” I said not at all needing to role play my discomfort or sincerity even knowing full well that exposing my dick would create other opportunities for her.

Becky went to the work bench and brought back a box cutter. She first pulled the crotch of the panties out from between my legs and cut it. My dick snapped to attention, pushing out the material. It was such a relief to be out of that trap. She then cut the waist band at each leg and threw the panties aside.

I didn’t think I could get any more aroused but being bound spread eagle completely naked with a huge boner in front of a sexy dressed twelve year old girl in spiked high heels with a riding crop in her hand was incredible. I was desperate to have my dick touched and started to beg for it.

“Please touch me or let me masturbate. I’m dieing here.”

“Let me see if I can take your mind off of your dick.”

Becky grabbed up the clothespins that I had dropped on the floor from my torturing her in the morning and began to apply them judiciously to part of my body. One went on to each of my nipples. Then one on the inner thigh of each leg just below my balls. The pain was beginning to distract me from my erection but it was the one being applied to the bottom of my scrotum by pulling the skin a way from my nuts that did the trick.

“AAAAHHHH.” I screamed.

“If you are going to make a lot of noise baby there will be hell to pay.”

I took several deep breathes and vowed to try to keep still. Becky had been very brave and hardly let out a whimper when I pinned her similarly earlier in the day.

Even though we had agreed on no gags, Becky symbolically picked up the torn panties and told me to open my mouth and she shoved them in a bit. This was very helpful because it gave me something to bite down on to brace myself for the part that was coming next.

Becky picked the riding crop up and whacked me on the back and under my spread arms, around my breasts that were already sore from the clothes pins and finally on the head of my dick that was by now pretty limp. She had certainly taken my mind off of my cock for now. But my interest in it and getting off was about to return and it would be the ultimate test of my stamina.

Becky removed all of the clothes pins which was a great relief. I panted with the pleasure I felt in having them gone. She took the panties out of my mouth and began rubbing the silky fabric on the red spots where the clothes pins had been, starting with my nipples and arms and working down to my legs.

By the time she got to my balls, my dick was plenty hard again. She rubbed the panties over the head a few times providing no relief and making things worse.

“Ok, I’m going to release your left hand but you can not touch yourself until I give you permission. If I catch you touching yourself, your hand gets bound back up and you will have to wait five minutes for this part to begin again. When I give you permission, you can jack yourself off for me. I want you to squirt your stuff into a bowl because you are going to drink it before I release you. Do you understand?”

“Perfectly. I’ll be good, you’ll see. Please hurry though.” She untied my left hand and she placed it behind my back. Releasing my left hand is particularly diabolic because I’m right handed and its my right hand that is expert in jacking me off.

Then the show began. Becky undid the leather halter top in the back and slipped it off of her baring her chest with her little titty knobs. Then she unzipped the skirt and let it fall to the ground, stepping out of it. She was left standing in a garter belt, thigh high hose and spiked heels. I think if I had been lose I might have raped her on the spot but I was still bound at three points and I wasn’t about to move my free hand because I wanted to come as soon as possible.

In order to make it more difficult for me though, Becky lay down in front of me on an exercise mat and spread her legs far apart, holding them under her knees, giving me an unobstructed view of her hairless pussy mound and rose bud. Then she lowered her feet to the matt and went at her pussy with her right hand, fingering herself and then masturbating her clit with two fingers. She moistened her middle finger of her free hand in her mouth and probed her back hole with it, reaching under her leg to get at it.

She got a good rhythm going with both hands and soon had a roaring orgasm, her body shuddered and she let out a yelp.

I was mad with desire at that point and whimpering. She must have sensed my discomfort because she jumped to her feet and grabbed the bowl she had referred to and held it under the end of my engorged cock.

“Ok little boy, go for it. Show me how you play with yourself. Jack it off really hard for your mistress. Fill this bowl with your stuff.”

I didn’t need a second invitation. I moved my left hand to the head of my cock and pumped it vigorously. I started to squirt almost immediately but I didn’t stop rubbing for several minutes after I had stopped ejaculating, my dick was in such need of attention.

“What a good boy you’ve been. Here is a little reward for obeying your mistress.”

She kneeled down in front of me and put my deflating cock in her mouth and cleaned it up with her lips and tongue. I was sorry that she hadn’t done that a minute before so that I could have come there instead of into the bowl. Maybe, I thought if I continue to be a good boy, she might think of it later.

“Here you go, here’s a little snack just as I promised.” She tipped the bowl up to my mouth and let a glob of the jism run into my mouth. She then took a sip herself and put her mouth on mine and pushed her tongue into my mouth, my sperm in both of our mouths making for a very sloppy kiss.

Scene ends.

“I need to come again but first I’ll turn you lose. Will you finger me or use your mouth?”

“Sure hon.” I said. “Be happy to. Undo me and you can straddle my face. I can’t think of anything I’d rather be doing right now.”

“Not even fucking me?”

“Well, that’s not part of the deal is it?”

“No I guess not. By the way, if I get any of that sperm in your mouth in my vagina and I happened to suddenly be fertile, can I get pregnant?”

“Not a chance sweetie, I’ve been fixed. Vasectomy, when I started dating your mom.”

“Perfect so even if you did happen to fuck me…”

She removed the ropes securing my legs and arms and took off the wrist and ankle cuffs. I lay down on the exercise mat on my back and motioned for her to sit on my face. She stepped over my chest and stood there a second letting me gaze up her stocking legs to her little girl pussy mound.

The sight was delicious. I reached up and grabbed her hands and pulled her down onto my face. She was soaking wet. I licked and drank her juices and then my tongue found her erect little clit. I put my lips around it and sucked her to an orgasm while I pumped my dick back to an erection with my right hand.

After she came, she noticed what I was doing with my hand. “And what have we got down here daddy? Would you like a hand with that or maybe a mouth?”

“Any assistance you want to provide…”

Becky did a 180 so that I could continue to have my mouth on her bum while she put her mouth over the head of my cock. After draining myself so fully into the bowl only a bit ago I wasn’t sure if I would be able to come again but I certainly was hard and I enjoyed her sucking on me and my sucking on her.

In the end we both came and I a couple of drops into her mouth which she easily licked up and swallowed.

We were spent after that. It was early evening but neither of us felt like eating and we decided to go to bed. We went back up stairs and put our bath robes on and started our bed time routines.

“Do you still want to play the last scene tomorrow?” I asked. “It’s pretty ambitious. It’s fine with me if we do it another time when we have a chance.”

“It’s been an unbelievable weekend and I’m very happy about what we’ve done but I don’t know when we’ll have an opportunity like this again and I really want to do the last one we’ve planned. It’s the best of all.”

“Ok, fine by me. Let’s get a good night’s sleep. I’ll get you up when I wake up and after a bite to eat, we’ll get started.”

“Great. Say can I ask you for a big favor? I mean if you don’t mind. If you do I’ll understand completely but since this is our last night together, I mean to be alone together, could we sleep together? I mean, can I sleep in your bed with you?” She implored.

I didn’t hesitate a second in saying yes. After we got ready for bed, she grabbed my hand and pulled me into the bedroom. We both took off our robes and naked, climbed into bed. She lay on her side away from me. I spooned her and put my arm over her, placing my hand on her little breast and kissed the back of her head. She turned her head toward me and planted a long intense kiss on my mouth and turned back over. We both went immediately to sleep.