Fun With Cindy

Chapter 14 Cock Sucker

I woke up to the sound of Cindy crying.  It was muffled but still enough to rouse me. At 4am, I was irritated, but the blowjob I was currently receiving softened my mood. My slave was under the covers, wrists cuffed behind her, kneeling between my legs, servicing me with her mouth. She'd been instructed to keep me in her face hole all night, constantly pleasing me. When I was hard she was to take me into her throat and bob until I came. After my orgasm she was to suckle my soft member until it was aroused again. It was an endless cycle but I was asleep so it never became boring. And who knows, it might have given me better dreams.

I lifted the blankets to look at my bitch, working away and blubbering. I reached down and guided her all the way onto my cock. Buried deeply, I asked her, 

'Is there something wrong, cock sucker?"

"Uh hugh."

She managed to reply while nodding her head, which was a lovely feeling.

"Why don't you come up here and tell me about it, honey?"

I gripped her by the shoulders and hauled her up next to me, relishing the slobbery suction as I slid out of her throat. I took the key from the nightstand and freed her hands. She laid next to me and wrapped her arms around me. Burying her face in my neck she continued her little pity party. I held her close and enjoyed the shuddering of her slim frame against me. When she'd calmed down slightly I inquired,

"What's the matter, angel?"

"It's too much! And.. and, it's not fair!"

"Too much? You've been through terrible ordeals. What's a little oral sex?"

"It's not a little, it's been so long! I'm tired and my jaw aches and my arms are sore and it just isn't fair."

"You said that before, my little cock sucker. What isn't fair about having you suck my cock?"

"But all night? When you aren't even awake to enjoy it? In the morning you won't even know if I did a good job!"

My tone hardened,

"Have you been doing a bad job?"

Cindy tensed and sputtered,

"No, sir! I've been doing it good! I promise! I've been a good cock sucker, just like you taught me. Really, I have!"

"That's my good girl. You said your arms are sore. Were the cuffs on too tight?"

"No, my arms have been behind my back for so long and I had to try to use them for balance while I was kneeling and leaning forward.  My shoulders hurt so much."

I cuddled my pet and started rubbing her shoulders. 

"Oh, my. That does sound difficult. And your jaw hurts too?"

"Yes, sir. I had to keep my mouth open the whole time. Even after you came in my throat and you weren't hard, I had to keep sucking and using my tongue. You said you'd punish me if you ever woke up and weren't inside my mouth."

"I know. And I was in a mood when we went to bed. I had something quite cruel in mind if you were disobedient. It's a good thing you followed your instructions."

"Yes, sir."

"So the whole time I was laying here comfortably, you were suffering in the dark for hours on end. Little aches and pains becoming unbearable. But you were too afraid to stop without permission."

"Yes, sir, it was awful."

"I think you're right. That doesn't seem fair. But I have just the idea. I'll put a ring gag on you so you don't have to hold your mouth open yourself. The one you hate because it's so big. And we'll put some nipple clamps on you, attached to the mattress so you'll tug on them when you come up to breathe. That should distract you from your sore shoulders. How does that sound, my love?"

Cindy started crying again and began begging adorably. 

"Please, no! I can't do it anymore. Please let me rest! Let me stay here next to you. I'll keep you warm. I could lay on top of you and keep you inside my cunt all night. Please, I need to rest! It just isn't fair to make me keep sucking."

I put my finger to her lips and she hushed.

"Here's the thing. I was getting close to an orgasm when you stopped doing your job to complain. I don't think that's fair to my cock, do you?"

She reluctantly shook her head and undoubtedly expected me to tell her to fetch the gag and clamps. Instead, I pushed Cindy onto her back and positioned myself over her. She instinctively spread her thighs to welcome me and I pushed into her smooth cunt in one slow stroke. I stopped there, fully penatrating her, and relished the tight grip on my cock. There were still tears on my slave's cheeks so I delicately kissed them away. 

"Is that better, my love?"

"Yes, sir, thank you."

I began moving in and out of my pet's sweet fuck hole, making love to my princess. I continued kissing her and brushed my fingers through her hair. I told her how special she is and that she'd been a good girl. All the things that comfort her. She eventually relaxed and started to enjoy herself.

"May I cum, sir?"

"No, control yourself, honey."

I did my best to make Cindy orgasm without permission but she held it back for a few minutes. Soon she was asking again, 

"Please, sir, please! It's going to happen, I can't help it!"

"All right, cum for me, my dear."

Wrapping her arms and legs around me she finally allowed herself over the edge and I again savored the feeling of her body shuddering against mine.

Remembering her sore shoulders, I pulled out of her and ordered her to spin over onto her tummy. Laying flat with her legs together I could clearly see her best friend tucked between her cheeks, but her fuck hole was inaccessible. I tapped her cute little bottom and told her,

"Make it pop."

Cindy arched her back, lifting her booty and bringing her most intimate place into reach. I resumed making love to my sweetheart in this new position which allowed me to simultaneously give her a back massage. I like to think it was the fucking that was making her moan, but it was probably just as much the relief to her strained muscles.

As much as I like her tight, round ass and knowing that I'm pressing on her butt plug with every stroke, I missed her beautiful breasts and wonderfully expressive face. I ordered her to spin back around and open herself wide to invite my hard cock.

Holding her close, I kept thrusting into her, trying to rape away her long lost innocence. I thought about her complaints. Her main objection had been the unfairness of her situation. Which meant that she regarded some of her treatment at my hands as fair. As if my enjoyment of her suffering made it more reasonable to abuse her than to cause her discomfort while I slept, unaware of her misery. What a twisted world I had created for my pain toy. With that happy thought, I felt my climax approaching. 

I pushed myself up to admire her. Wonderful breasts with fading bruises, hard nipples just begging for clamps, eyes still puffy from crying, and her beautiful face forcing a smile that couldn't completely hide the constant expression of fear that she has. Perfection.

Pressing all the way home, I pumped my cum into her taught belly. How many loads have I deposited in her various holes? Maybe next year I'll have her keep a running total. With appropriate punishments for losing count, naturally.

I rolled onto my back and Cindy moved to cuddle back up to me.

"Not so fast, cock sucker. On your knees, facing away, arms behind you."

The bitch looked anxious, but obeyed. She flinched when she heard the clinking of the cuffs as I lifted them from the nightstand. She was trembling as she dutifully held her wrists together. I smiled as I fit the cuffs not around her wrists, but just above her elbows, wrenching her arms back even further than before. I spun her around to face me and she started to beg,

"Plea-"

Smack!

I slapped her angelic face at full force. Followed by three more on the same side. Having shut her up, I calmly explained,

"You've done enough whining. It's time to put your lips back to their true purpose. If you wake me up with your crying again, I swear you'll regret it, so if you must, do it quietly."

Cindy nodded and I held up the blankets while she shuffled back to her proper place. She resignedly bent town and took me into her mouth, her tongue working to coax my limp penis back to life. I felt it stirring as I lowered the blankets, sealing her in complete darkness to focus on her all important task. I tapped her on the head. 

"In the morning, remind me to replace your best friend with his big brother."

She let a pathetic moan of despair escape before nodding. 

I drifted off to the delightful feeling of her warm mouth on my cock and her hot tears on my abdomen.

I woke up to my alarm clock later that morning. My cock was limp but my slave was diligently working to suckle it back to life. It was so cute when the Cindy shaped lump under my blankets slumped down in disappointment after I turned off the alarm and gave no sign of getting up. I snoozed while my exhausted bitch continued her task.

Eventually I arose and fixed breakfast; bacon, eggs, and toast, Cindy's favorite. I didn't want her to have too many dishes to wash so she ate her portion directly off the floor. I sat at the table and occasionally tossed her some more food. After finishing our meal I took the cuffs off her elbows and locked her wrists in front of her so she could clean up. I stood behind her at the sink and groped her tits while she worked. It was a little awkward for her but she managed and didn't even complain. What a good girl!

After her sleepless night my fuck doll needed rest. I had some errands to run so I brought her to the basement to put her in her house. I took off the cuffs, had her put on a comfortable bra, and gave her a goodnight kiss. Well, a good morning kiss. I opened the door to her tiny metal box of a house, like a gentleman, and she got down to crawl inside. Before she did, she looked up at me adorably and said,

"Sir, you told me to remind you that I need to have the bigger plug in my ass instead of my best friend today."

"That's right, sweetie. Stay there and arch your back."

I grabbed the larger plug and applied some lube. Her butt was presented beautifully and he best friend popped right out with a small tug. The now accessible hole looked tempting, but after 9 hours of my slut's loving attention, my cock wasn't ready. Maybe later I would rape her tight asshole like she deserves.

The bigger plug slid in fairly easily so I made a mental note to use the next size up when she wanted to be a little crybaby.

"How does that feel?"

"Full, sir."

I moved my hand under her and rubbed her stomach. 

"Your tummy is bulging a little bit, did I give you too much for breakfast?"

"I think it's the plug. It's really filling me up!"

"Are you sure? Maybe you're getting a little tubby. We can add some more crunches to your exercises."

The distress at the idea of increasing her special crunches showed on her pretty face.

"It's just the plug, I promise! I'm still your fit little princess."

I smiled warmly,

"If you say so, my love. Thank you for reminding me about the plug. You may have your pillow and blanket back."

"Oh, thank you, sir!"

Cindy got in her house and I tossed in her bedding before closing the door to lock her in confined blackness. She had lost her luxuries the week before when she failed to express her gratitude for what, I must say, was an excellent breast flogging. True, she was gagged, but she needs to at least try to show appreciation for all the effort I put in to torturing her.

I let Cindy sleep for about six hours before returning to the basement to visit my special girl. My cock had recovered and I was looking forward to using her tight backdoor.

I dragged my sleepy girl out of her house and over to the table. I pushed her over it and locked the collar around her neck, then the cuffs on the table legs around her ankles. She was bent over and completely exposed, just how a cunt should be.

I gave her a paddling, but not for very long. More of a warm up than a beating. Her cheeks were an adorable shade of pink and looked irresistible. So I didn't resist, I stepped behind her, took out her plug, and placed the tip of my cock at her puckered little asshole. I had left Cindy's arms free and just like I expected, she reached back to stop me. It's a wonderfully pointless action which is why I allow it. She can just reach me and is pushing my torso back with her fingertips, as if she could stop me from raping her her cute bottom. She pleaded,

"Wait, wait, wait, please, sir! Please!"

It took a lot of willpower but instead of plowing into the bitch, I paused and answered her.

"What is it, sweetheart?"

"Please, can you use the lube?"

I was completely dry and about to enter her tight pucker. I thought about how much easier it would be with some lubrication. It would probably feel better for me as well. But the desperation in Cindy's voice was just too sexy, I had to deny her simple request. As I shoved my hard cock into her, I explained,

"Sorry, the lube is in the cabinet all the way over there and I'd have to walk all the way to it and then back here. I don't want to wait that long to feel your warm body hugging my cock."

I managed a few strokes into her shitter while I told her why her discomfort was worth sparing me the slightest effort. I was just starting a rhythm and nearly getting fully inside her butt when my clever girl surprised me.

"Please let me suck your cock! My mouth is closer than the cabinet!"

Her desire for the lubrication of her own saliva had overcome her revulsion of tasting her ass juices. And she made a good point. I continued fucking while I asked,

"Are you sure? Last night you you said you didn't want to suck me anymore. And you usually hate tasting your ass."

Cindy was grunting with each brutal impalement but managed to answer,

"Please! Please, sir! Let me suck your cock!"

I can be a bit of a pushover when Cindy begs so beautifully so I pulled my cock out of her asshole and moved around the table to let her pleasure me with her mouth. She was quite enthusiastic and more sloppy than usual, making sure to get me covered in her drool. Once I was completely soaked, I asked her,

"Ready to go back to your butthole?"

My slave nodded while continuing to blow me. I patted her on the head affectionately and stepped back. While Cindy watched in confusion, I walked over to the cabinet holding the lube. I took out some pesos towel and wiped the spit off my cock. I looked directly at the cunt while I used several sheets to make sure I removed every bit of moisture. The look of betrayal on her face was priceless! The idea that I wouldn't walk to the cabinet for lube to ease her pain, but I would do so in order to dry fuck her ass after she had begged to debase herself really set her off.

"God damn you! Why do you have to be like that? You torture me and rape me constantly and you always have to find a way to make it worse! You know I'll fuck you with my ass. You know I'll make it good for you. Why dry your cock after I sucked it? What's wrong with you?"

I just smiled and resumed Cindy's dry anal rape. She ranted at me the whole time. She was so angry, I decided that I'd have to use a ring gag when I made her clean me once I'd finished. She was so furious, she might try to bite me. No matter, willing or unwilling, she was my cock sucker.