I pulled out a portable speaker as I watched her. "Why don't I put some music on?" I said picking a country cover of one of my favourite songs, "Sugar, We're Going Down" by Fall Out Boy. As I paired up my iPod to the speaker, the music started to play, shocking the woman as Aisha moved her mouth closer to my cock and began kissing the tip.
Her red painted lips left a mark on the tip of my cock before she slowly pushed it inside her mouth, making me grunt. "That's good, Aisha. Just like that, you sexy MILF." I said, making her confused as I chuckled. "A MILF stands for a Mother I Like to Fuck. You are a mother after all." I said, making her nod.
Aisha had a happy look on her face as she pushed her head down further, taking half inside before she started to gag. But she didn't let that stop her as she moved further, trying to get as much as she could. She wanted to make this man feel good. Watching her slide a hand inside her underwear as she rubbed her pussy.
Saliva was now flowing down her chin as her red lipstick had been taken off and now covered my cock instead. "That's enough, Aisha. I want to fuck you." I said, making her slowly pull my cock out of her mouth, gasping for air as she looked up at me. "You weren't lying, your cock did get way bigger, Sir Colt. It's the best one I have seen." Aisha said, panting as she looked at my cock.
"I want to do something fun, Aisha. Do you want to try it?" I said with a grin on her face, making her shiver for a moment, one out of slight fear and arousal as she slowly nodded her head. With her go-ahead, I started to make BDSM rope, a blindfold, an O-ring gag, some clamps, followed by a few candles and matches.
The woman looked at me, confused, as I smiled and spoke. "Follow me, Aisha," I said, leading to the area where they had many seat pillows; this was the living room. "Take a seat, with your back facing me. Put your legs up in an M shape." I said, making her nod her head. She was confused about what I was doing, but followed my words.
I covered her eyes with the blind fold as I whispered into her ear. Don't take it off. If you do, I won't fuck you. My words made her quiver. She wanted my dick and wouldn't risk losing it. She nodded, allowing me to start.
Putting her arms around her back and tying her forearms together, making her moan as I tightened it. "Sir Colt, what are you doing?" She asked me with worry as I whispered into her ear. "Making it feel so much better, Aisha, normal sex won't feel good to you after I show you how amazing this style of sex is." My words made her shake out of the unknown and the arousal it brought.
After I tied her arms, I wrapped the rope around the under part of her breasts and also above them, making her tits poke out from the rope bindings. As I tightened it on her flesh, she couldn't help but whisper sweet moans. I moved down to her legs as I wrapped the rope around just under her knee, working my way down half her calf.
As I finished the first one and moved to the next one, as the rope dug into her, her panties got wetter. I didn't take them off as I wanted to see them be unable to soak up her pussy juice as I teased her and abused her. As I finished her leg, I looked at the other two. "Both of you strip and do the same thing." My words made the two MILFs gulp and nod as they blushed.
Tied up with blindfolds, they didn't fare any better, as both of them were already horny before I started tying them up. Finishing with the mothers, I returned to Aisha, who was struggling with neglect, as her underwear couldn't absorb any more liquid and was soaking the pillow beneath her as I spoke to her.
"Open your mouth, Aisha." My voice, filled with a commanding tone, made her do it. I placed the O-ring gag inside it as I tightened it. She moaned as she felt her jaw widen, standing up and walking towards the other toys, as I picked up one of the clamps as I spoke.
"Where I am from, some men like doing abusive stuff to the women they make love to. They don't want to hurt them too badly, but they want to make women submit to them through torment. I had been wanting to try it, but couldn't find the right time. That was until you three ladies came to me, now I want to make three mothers moan out in pain and pleasure." I said, moving a hand to one of Aisha's hard nipples.
Clamping the nipple with the clamp in my hand made Aisha moan out in pain. "Aisha! Are you okay? What is he doing?!" Another woman yelled out. But Aisha had her mouth gagged and couldn't speak. This was why I waited until after I gagged her; I wanted the other two to be scared and aroused by the fear.
That thought made me harder as I clamped her other nipple, making her moan louder as she shook her head violently. But through the pain, she felt pleasure as her underwear started to have liquid flow through it because it was too soaked. But I wasn't done, making a pair of scissors, and I cut her underwear, leaving a hole that went from her asshole to her clit.
Her clit was poking out of its fleshy hood. I picked up a clamp and licked it as I watched her clit, knowing the moment I placed it on her clit she would lose it. That thrill was building up as my hand moved closer and closer until I opened the clamp and put it on her clit.
Aisha lost it as she fell onto her back and lifted her hips as she stood on her toes, squirting out as the other two screamed out. "AISHA, ARE YOU OKAY?! SPEAK TO US!" They painted as their pussies got wetter, unable to soak their liquids up anymore. They could tell that she just had a massive orgasm, but it sounded strange.
Picking up a candle and a match, but I didn't use it just yet, I rubbed my cock on her sloppy pussy before pushing it inside her after she had let her hips fall back onto the pillow. Making her lift them once more, she couldn't handle this strange new way of having sex. It was overwhelming her as she couldn't speak or see, and that scared her, but it also made her feel so much stronger.
I lit the candle as I smirked and dripped the wax on one of her nipples, making her tighten around my cock. She let out another loud moan, scaring the other two. I didn't speak, so everyone would guess what I was going to do next. The fear of the unknown was the fuel to the pleasure, and I wasn't going to spoil that.
Starting to move my hips, making Aisha moan as she felt her pussy being pulled out, only to feel the drip of hot wax on her other nipple. Her moans filled with pleasure from my cock and pain from the wax. It was something I had wanted for a while, and now that I was experiencing it first-hand. I thought that I would be doing this more often; maybe once I became the ruler of the land, I would make BDSM the only way to have sex.
Nah, all sex is good sex. I wouldn't force one style over the others, I chuckled as I slowly moved the candle down to Aisha's stomach, making her quiver. As she shook her head, telling me no. Aisha could figure out that my next stop was somewhere very sensitive right now. As she protested the move, I picked up the pace of my thrust.
Watching as her toes grabbed onto the pillow below her, she was bracing herself for what was going to come. But I took a detour, moving the wax along her hips, making her moan out as I thrust faster. Her pussy was so wet now that every time I moved, sploshing sounds echoed in the living room.
Like stepping into half-melted snow, both of us were already close to our peak of pleasure and just when we both were about to cum. I dripped the wax onto her clit, sending Aisha into a massive orgasm as she lifted her hips higher than before, making me stand on my knees so I didn't pop out of Aisha. Her pussy clamped down harder than any other one during orgasm, to the point I swear if I hadn't levelled up a lot she could have broken it.
But at the same time, I filled her womb up with my cum, making her stomach expand. This time, it was bigger than others, almost like having a soccer ball inside it. As Aisha lowered her hips coming back down, I too slowly pulled out of her, letting the cum rush out of her gaping hole. I stood up and moved to the next one, who was shaking in fear, but also gushing out of her pussy.