#MasturbationMonday, Wined, Dined & Electrified, BDSM & #Anal @naughtynell101

Masturbation Monday

It’s MOAN day! And what better way to moan than with a little erotic torment and humiliation? Today’s little snippet is from ‘The Ties That Bind’ and features a sexy little excerpt where Mark has taken Jenny out to dinner at the Dorchester Hotel. It contains sex toys – plugs! – both anal and vaginal. Brace yourself for naughtiness!

stripped

The Ties That Bind

An hour later and Jenny had been whisked away to a private salon in the Dorchester Hotel. Mark had been ever the attentive host. He had gently bathed her in his six-foot claw tub and scrubbed away every last remnant of latex from her body. Then he had towelled her down, carried her to his bed and given her a sensuous but brief massage, liberally covering her in scented oils with notes of citrus, coconut and sweet almond. She had almost fallen asleep under his talented hands, almost but not quite. His wandering fingers had found every single one of her body’s sweet spots, and had the worked the oil into her skin with skill and speed. He had lingered for a few minutes on her pussy and ass, sliding the oil deep inside her, but had given her clit nothing more than a token rub. So alas, sleep was not going to be an option until that itch was scratched.

“Did you know that Forbes very kindly gave me a present before we departed for home? Can you guess what it is?” The soft skin of his wrists had begun to work out some knots in her upper back, rolling up and down her ribcage, and the feeling was blissful. He was careful to avoid her lower back, which was still extremely tender. Just as her body once again disintegrated into liquid and lazy, there was a cold, hard feeling at the entrance to her sphincter. She squeaked and tried to shoot upwards, but as usual he was ready for her, with a palm against the flat of her back. “He returned your plugs to me. He figured I might need them later, and indeed I do. How else will I keep you in line over dinner?”

Jenny couldn’t help a groan. It was partly due to the fact that the evening’s events had taken a downturn for the worse and partly due to him rimming her tight hole with the tapered point of the steel plug. She needed to come, so very badly.

“So, I thought we’d charge up your little beasties and have some fun with them over our Chateaubriand and a bottle of Nuit-St-Georges. Obviously you’ll be having much more fun than I, but I’m sure I can derive some form of entertainment by watching that delightfully expressive face of yours.”

“Which will obviously be swearing at you, loudly, embarrassing you in front of all of the guests,” she said.

He smacked her oiled ass, hard, and the neat, stinging slap had her begging for more of the same, though none were forthcoming. “Ah, but that’s where you’re wrong. Firstly, we’ll be in a private salon, so there will be no-one’s eyes on you but mine, and secondly, you’ll be wearing your collar, which I fully intend to turn up to the max. You utter so much as a squeak and you’ll light up the room.” He bent over her shoulder and chuckled in her ear, as his hands worked the soft curves of her breasts beneath.

00194

Want more naughtiness? Keep on reading by going to the Masturbation Monday home page!

 

2 thoughts on “#MasturbationMonday, Wined, Dined & Electrified, BDSM & #Anal @naughtynell101

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *