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mouth, clipping it in place.
The friction she created wound them both up again, and Cece grabbed the crop that was nearby. She slapped his sides with it, and then dragged it over his nipples. She leaned down to create a new sensation between them. “Play with my breasts,” she directed, quietly. “Don't be gentle.”
He brought his hands down and away from the headboard. He grabbed her slightly distended nipples and pulled hard on them. Cece heard herself gasp, and she thrust herself down on him hard and he held onto them, pinch and teasing. She saw him biting down hard on the gag, and while he was pulling on her breast, his eyes were shut and his arched back. Again the ropes were just the right feel against her, and she was winding up quickly.
She grabbed the ropes around his waist and pulled. She knew the knot in the back pressed against his sensitive anus and felt him buck up against it. Everett would have cried out if not for the gag, and she felt him bottom out inside, his erection swelling even more.
She changed her direction, and he pulled her nipples hard. Cece hissed and slammed down on him harder, pulling the rope again. He bucked as she wanted him to and she felt her precipice just there. “Come, Everett! Come!” she gasped and pulled again. He crushed her breasts and the pain of his rough grab sent her into a mind bending orgasm.
“ Fuck ,” she gasped, riding the orgasm hard. Everett pushed hard into her and she felt him explode, pressing up and arching his back to hold his cock inside her pulsing sex. Cece coaxed his cum out, bringing them both back down slowly.
She leaned forward, sated and exhausted. She unsnapped the ball gag again, and this time removed it for good. She slipped off of Everett, feeling slightly empty from the loss of him, and finished the last of the unbinding, dropping the rope off the side of the bed.
She smiled at him. “Good boy. Roll over, Everett. Let me take care of the welts.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” he said, rolling over on his stomach.
Cece carefully applied the cream to his backside, back and legs as he lay there. This was also part of her winding down; the aftercare soothed his hot, bruised skin and soothed her mind which still sometimes revolted again the results of their scenes. She didn't know why her mind got bent about the very thing he enjoyed, but this was a balm.
“Do you need anything else?” she asked after applying the cream to the last of the welts.
“No, Mistress. Just for you get a good night's sleep.” Everett pulled the sheets back on the bed, and motioned her between the sheets.
Cece leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she crawled in. He knew she needed the weight of blankets and sheets to sleep; she knew he wouldn't sleep under them because they would injure the welts. “Good boy, Everett.”
“Thank you, Cece. Good night.”
She didn't even remember putting her head down on the pillow when she cracked her eyes open again the next morning. Her alarm was going off on the nightstand, but she didn't remember putting her phone there.
Cece rolled over and looked at the other side of the empty bed. She yawned and stretched, and knew that she had to be at her desk about 10in the morning; she had plenty of time. She trotted into the hotel room bathroom, and opted to just go ahead and take a shower. She didn't really feel like swinging back to her place, since it would be out of the way.
Half an hour later she walked out into the suite's main room in her robe and hair only partially dry to find Everett fully dressed at the stove. She smiled and sat down at the table.
“Good morning, Ev.”
“Good morning, Cece.” He grabbed a mug off the counter next to him. He put it on the table in front of her. “Extra light, extra sweet, a shot of hazelnut.”
“Perfection.” Cece wrapped her hands around it. He kissed the top of her head and walked back to the stove. Cece sniffed the air. “What's
The friction she created wound them both up again, and Cece grabbed the crop that was nearby. She slapped his sides with it, and then dragged it over his nipples. She leaned down to create a new sensation between them. “Play with my breasts,” she directed, quietly. “Don't be gentle.”
He brought his hands down and away from the headboard. He grabbed her slightly distended nipples and pulled hard on them. Cece heard herself gasp, and she thrust herself down on him hard and he held onto them, pinch and teasing. She saw him biting down hard on the gag, and while he was pulling on her breast, his eyes were shut and his arched back. Again the ropes were just the right feel against her, and she was winding up quickly.
She grabbed the ropes around his waist and pulled. She knew the knot in the back pressed against his sensitive anus and felt him buck up against it. Everett would have cried out if not for the gag, and she felt him bottom out inside, his erection swelling even more.
She changed her direction, and he pulled her nipples hard. Cece hissed and slammed down on him harder, pulling the rope again. He bucked as she wanted him to and she felt her precipice just there. “Come, Everett! Come!” she gasped and pulled again. He crushed her breasts and the pain of his rough grab sent her into a mind bending orgasm.
“ Fuck ,” she gasped, riding the orgasm hard. Everett pushed hard into her and she felt him explode, pressing up and arching his back to hold his cock inside her pulsing sex. Cece coaxed his cum out, bringing them both back down slowly.
She leaned forward, sated and exhausted. She unsnapped the ball gag again, and this time removed it for good. She slipped off of Everett, feeling slightly empty from the loss of him, and finished the last of the unbinding, dropping the rope off the side of the bed.
She smiled at him. “Good boy. Roll over, Everett. Let me take care of the welts.”
“Thank you, Mistress,” he said, rolling over on his stomach.
Cece carefully applied the cream to his backside, back and legs as he lay there. This was also part of her winding down; the aftercare soothed his hot, bruised skin and soothed her mind which still sometimes revolted again the results of their scenes. She didn't know why her mind got bent about the very thing he enjoyed, but this was a balm.
“Do you need anything else?” she asked after applying the cream to the last of the welts.
“No, Mistress. Just for you get a good night's sleep.” Everett pulled the sheets back on the bed, and motioned her between the sheets.
Cece leaned over and gave him a quick peck on the cheek as she crawled in. He knew she needed the weight of blankets and sheets to sleep; she knew he wouldn't sleep under them because they would injure the welts. “Good boy, Everett.”
“Thank you, Cece. Good night.”
She didn't even remember putting her head down on the pillow when she cracked her eyes open again the next morning. Her alarm was going off on the nightstand, but she didn't remember putting her phone there.
Cece rolled over and looked at the other side of the empty bed. She yawned and stretched, and knew that she had to be at her desk about 10in the morning; she had plenty of time. She trotted into the hotel room bathroom, and opted to just go ahead and take a shower. She didn't really feel like swinging back to her place, since it would be out of the way.
Half an hour later she walked out into the suite's main room in her robe and hair only partially dry to find Everett fully dressed at the stove. She smiled and sat down at the table.
“Good morning, Ev.”
“Good morning, Cece.” He grabbed a mug off the counter next to him. He put it on the table in front of her. “Extra light, extra sweet, a shot of hazelnut.”
“Perfection.” Cece wrapped her hands around it. He kissed the top of her head and walked back to the stove. Cece sniffed the air. “What's
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