littleladylord (littleladylord) wrote,
@ 2012-09-12 03:12:00

She'd ordered from the catalog some time back. Good investment, after all, considering where the profits went. And a good investment, y'know, for the other thing too if she had to...sort some stuff out.

But she'd left them in the packaging. She hadn't had the nerve.

Finally, she sat fidgeting one night after dinner. "Um, weird question, Beautiful?"

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	godownswinging 2012-09-12 09:20 pm UTC (link)
	She'd comment on having very little care for what's fair, but doesn't bother, just continuing her work, a little faster and harder now, but maintaining the same pattern. When one vibe is pushed deep, the other is coming out, back and forth, faster and faster. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2012-09-12 09:28 pm UTC (link)
	No distractions, nothing to focus on but the sensation, no way to move much, nothing to do but feel And squirm helplessly to the extent possible in this position. And turn more and more into a gasping, moaning little bundle of nerves until she's shuddering hard with a sharp little cry. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	godownswinging 2012-09-12 09:47 pm UTC (link)
	As soon as she hears the cry, Saishu takes it as a sign to speed up. Harder, faster, pushing past the clenching and tightness, building the rhythm even more. The point, especially with all the bondage, is to not just bring her girl to climax, but see how many orgasms she can wrench out of her before she's just a little bundle of gasping nerves. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

littleladylord
2012-09-12 10:28 pm UTC (link)

So there's still fireworks -- and nothing else -- in Cindy's eyes as everything accelerates. She can't keep her thoughts in order, has no basis of reference, and mostly ends up, in the darkness and silence, moaning stream of consciousnessly between gasps and whimpers and near-sobs as the next orgasm hits. And the next. And the next.

"feelssogood -- LoveyouSaishu -- notgoodatlovebutI'mtrying iswear -- dammit -- sogood -- ...why?" Until eventually words are completely lost in favor of just more squealy or otherwise animalistic sounds.

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godownswinging
2012-09-12 10:41 pm UTC (link)

Getting there. Not good enough, but close. There's still verbalizations. She's pushed Cindy before, but never had her in this kind of position before, and she wants to see, for the little orange-powered girl, what 'too much' is.
She speeds up again, working both toys hard in counterrhythm, trying to take her from squealing to raw-voiced and able to do little but gasp for breath before she'll stop.

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	littleladylord 2012-09-12 11:03 pm UTC (link)
	And she does get progressively hoarse as she comes again, and again, until she's just an exhausted, trembling little ball of flesh. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	godownswinging 2012-09-12 11:12 pm UTC (link)
	That's where she finally stops, withdrawing one vibe, leaving the other in Cindy's backside, but turning it all the way down. Saishu finally rolls her onto her side, and lies down, drawing the still blind, deaf and hand-bound Cindy into her. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2012-09-12 11:14 pm UTC (link)
	And now she's being pulled into warm and firm and Saishu. Cindy nuzzles her face into her weakly. (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	godownswinging 2012-09-12 11:19 pm UTC (link)
	She shifts the blindfold a bit so her girl is still blinded, but can hear. "Rest now, my little pumpkin." (Reply to this)(Parent)(Thread)

	littleladylord 2012-09-12 11:21 pm UTC (link)
	There's a barely-audible affirming sound as she does, drifting off a little. (Reply to this)(Parent)

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