It was a long night…

First and foremost, I’d like to welcome everyone to the new and improved “Rori’s innermost sex secrets” blog. You may remember me from Between the Sheets with the 451 Press network. Now, here I am at Between my Sheets (update your links please!), where I have a little orgasming breathing room of my own. Ahhhhh….

If you’re not caught up with my life (and, if you really care…), you may want to read my previous post. Don’t have time? Let me sum it up for you: in the past month, I’ve decided to become a slave. I still have mixed feelings about it, but I’ve never orgasmed harder in my entire life…and, for once, I’m happy.

But now, down to what I’ve promised you in the title…the long night. I promised my master I’d blog about it here, although I’m not sure if I can remember all of the details. When you hear about it…well…I’m hoping you’ll understand my fuzziness.

The “night” actually started right after dinner, when Master announced that he was taking me to a sex club. I froze. I’d never been to a sex club before, but I was immediately wet at the thought of being on display. He smirked at my expression.

“Does my little pet like that idea?”

I nodded and smiled, causing him to beam. He beckoned me to his lap and I curled up in his arms. Beneath his jeans, I felt him already beginning to bulge as his hand rested on my ass.
“We’re getting ready for it right now, love.”

He stood, picking me up in his arms, and carried me to the bedroom where he tossed me on the bed.

“Is my little pet ready to play?”

“Mmhmmm,” I smilled.

“What was that?”

“Yes, Master.”

And I was ready to play. But a few moments later, when he had my tied, naked in an X, to the bed to all four corners, I wasn’t so sure. In fact, my smile had all but disappeared, and my stomach twinged with nerves. What if this wasn’t a good idea? What if it hurt? What if I didn’t have fun? What if…

He began rub my back, and I felt my muscles relax. His fingers trailed down the small of my back and to my ass, and my pussy began to ache for him. He rubbed my firm cheeks, and I grew wetter, sighing softly and closing my eyes.

SMACK.

I yelped in surprise, involuntarily tugging at the  restraints. He slapped my ass again, harder.

“Quiet, pet,” he whispered into my ear. I nodded as best I could, my eyes tearing a bit as he slapped me again.

I heard my master shuffle over to his dresser, behind me, and open a drawer. I craned my neck, trying to see what he was doing, but he grabbed my hair and pulled my eyes away. I felt a warm trickle of oil on my back and I moaned softly as his hands again massaged me. He let his fingers explore my back and ass until one found my asshole and began playing.

“My little slut likes it when I play with her ass, doesn’t she?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, Master,” I said, my cheeks flushing because he had to keep reminding me how to address him. I gasped as he slowly pushing in one finger, slippery with oil, and began to wiggle it and spread me open. I felt the oil run down my ass and thighs, and I moaned as he inserts a second finger.

“Such a tight little ass you have, don’t you?”

“Yes, Master.”

“And why is your tight little ass so tight, pet?”

I paused, trying to concentrate as he was wiggling his fingers.

“Well?”

“I guess, because I don’t have anal sex often…”

“A-hem.”

“…sir.”

He patted my ass with his free hand and slowly pumped his other, making me gasp again. “I guess we’ll just have to spend a little time teaching your ass, won’t we?”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.”

He slipped his oiled fingers out slowly and I felt something cold rubbing against my wet pussy.

“This is your new toy, love. You make it nice and wet now so it slips in easily.” I moaned as he rubbed my clit with the buttplug, and yelled out as he quickly thrusted it into me. “Clench around it,” he commanded, and I did, worried about where it was going next since it was completely filling my pussy.

He pulled the toy out with a sucking noise against my juices and pressed the tip against my asshole. I felt myself tense up at the touch, nervous.

“Relax, baby,” he cooed into my ear, rubbing my ass, and my body reacted to his voice automatically. He slipped the buttplug in a little at a time, making me moan. It hurt so good.

“Does my pet like her new toy?” he asked, pulling my hair up so I was looking him in the eye.

“Yes, Master. Thank you, Master.”

“Good,” he said, releasing my hair. “Now, I want you to cum for me. I want you to cum hard, and I’m not going to touch your pussy.” He rested his hand on the plug, wiggling it ever so gently.

“I don’t know if I can, sir.”

“You will.”

“I don’t…”

“YOU WILL.” He slapped my ass, hard, and I yelped again in surprise.

“Yes, yes, I will, Master…” I spit out quickly, my eyes tearing up again.

He began to pump the plug slowly, pushing it farther and farther into my ass with each thrust. I choked on my gasps as he twisted it and I felt it fill me, forcing me open.

“Does that feel good, Rori,” he asked, his own breath ragged as he watched the plug slid in and out of my tight hole.

“Mmm…yesssss, Master,” I moaned, my cunt dripping juiced onto the bedsheets, starved for his cock. He began to pump faster in my ass, making me moan louder.

“Oh, fuck, Rori. Fuck. I want you. Fuck. Cum. Cum, with me inside your ass.” He undid his jeans with one hand and pulled the plug out with one thug. He pushed his rock, hard cock into my gaping ass, without even pulling down his jeans, and began to thrust, hard. I screamed as he filled me, my pussy convulsing with the flow of cum as I orgasmed. I felt him shoot into me again and again as he groaned with pleasure. He slowed and yanked my head back by the hair.

“Did you cum, my little slut?”

“Yes, Master, I whispered, my mouth dry from panting and my voice shaky and weak. Still inside my ass, he reached around and felt my cunt, still throbbing.

“Good girl,” he smiled, smacking my ass. He pulled out as I groaned, and, to my surprise, refilled me with the plug. “Is my tight little pet ready to go to the club?” he asked, as he untied my restraints.

“Yes, sir…” I said, quizzically,  as I reached around to feel the plug still in me. He slapped my hand away.

“Nuh uh. You leave that where it is and get dressed. Hurry up. We have an hour drive and I don’t want to get there too late.”

Like I said, it was a long night…and that’s just the start of it…