For the month of April, every day (except Sunday), I’ll be posting a story that has to do with the letter of the day. As my blog is a kinky blog, I will be posting kinky stories. Since the theme of the A-to-Z Challenge blog is gratitude, I thought I would mirror that and have each story relate to gratitude in some way.
S is for Sensory Deprivation
Sensory deprivation can be a fun kink to play with. Everything from blindfolds to ear plugs can heighten the senses when playing with a partner. I am going to continue my story from yesterday about the captured Princess who is coming around to the idea of marrying the Prince who is holding her captive.
As Prince Richard presses the Hitachi magic wand to my clit, the orgasm is undeniable. I feel it swell and crash over me, and I scream, trying to roll away from him, but being trapped. I move my hips and at least get it so that it’s vibrating on my thigh, not quite on my clit anymore. “God!”
He chuckles. “Have you had enough, Princess?”
“Mmhmm,” I moan.
“What was that?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whisper. Even though the words feel strangely right, I am embarrassed to say them too loudly.
“Good girl,” he says, and I blush with pleasure.
I squeeze my eyes shut. I don’t want to look at him while he’s touching me. I don’t want to know what’s going to happen next.
“Well,” he says, seeing my eyes squeezed shut, “if you don’t want to see, maybe we should make it so you can’t see.” He mercifully stops the Hitachi and picks up a blindfold. He pulls it over my head, making sure it’s secure. “There we go,” he says. “Now you can’t see what’s going to happen next.”
I bite my lip in nervousness, but I lay completely still, my legs parted, my pussy dripping with arousal. I feel the weight of him as he climbs on the bed, and then I feel a cock pressed against my lips. I open to him willingly, and take him into my mouth. He’s rock hard, and I swirl my tongue around the tip. Listen, I might be a Princess, and I might be a virgin, but I’m not totally innocent. I know how to suck a cock, anyway.
“Mmm,” he says as he presses against the back of my throat. “Do you like sucking my cock, slut?”
“Mmhmm,” I mumble around his cock.
“What’s that?” he says, pulling his cock out.
I gasp for some air to say, “Yes, Sir,” before he shoves it back in. I’m not prepared, and I try to breathe around him, but he’s big. It’s not easy.
“Is this okay, slut? You’re still a virgin if I fuck your mouth, right?”
“Yes, Sir,” I say, even though the words are hardly recognizable around his cock.
“Good girl,” he says, and then he pulls his cock out and climbs off the bed. “Are you still a virgin if I finger you?” he asks, as he puts one finger inside me, then another. “What if it’s four fingers?” he asks.
He’s got all four fingers inside me, and I am screaming. I have masturbated and fooled around before, but nothing like this. My god. “That’s okay,” I gasp out, and then immediately follow it with, “Sir.” I feel his weight shift the bed and then his tongue licks my clit. “Fuck!” I scream. It feels good, but after the Hitachi, I’m very sensitive.
He pulls back and says, “How about that? Still a virgin?”
“Yes, Sir,” I hiss. But I’m starting to care less and less.
I can almost hear the smile in his voice as he says, “This is fun and all, but I think I might take your virginity anyway. Then all I have to do is convince your father to make you mine legally. You’re already mine anyway.” And I know in an instant he’s right. I want more. I want him. And I will do whatever I can to make it happen.
J R Vincente 