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are a dirty little slut aren’t
you?” he asked me once again.

 
    “No, sir. I just like to orgasm, sir.”   I had been thinking about how I would
respond the next time he asked me that question.

 
    “You like to orgasm with strange men, but
that doesn’t make you a slut?” He pressed.

 
    “No, sir,” I answered once again firmly
standing my ground.

 
    “I especially enjoy breaking the feisty
ones.” He snarled as he tightened the final restraint.

 
    I tested the restraints and was shocked to
realize just how tight they were.   I
couldn’t move a thing except my fingers, toes, and lips.

 
    “Do you need a ball gag, too?” he asked after
seeing my lips moving.

 
    “No, sir.”   I really didn’t need anything more for
the moment, my heart rate once again felt as if I was wide-open on a treadmill.

 
    “Alright, but if you don’t behave, I’m going
to gag you.   I won’t take any shit
from a newbie.   You understand?” he
asked as I heard the snap of a second surgical glove.

 
    “I understand, sir.”

 
    “You’re a fast learner,” he commented as he
ran his fingers along my jawline and down to the center of my chin.

 
    “Thank you, sir,” I replied feeling as if I
had found the key to an easier session.

 
    “Are you trying to suck up to me slut?” He
growled, grasping one of my nipples between his gloved fingers.  

 
    “No, sir.   I wouldn’t do that, sir.”

 
    He grabbed the other nipple and squeezed both
of them firmly.   “That’s good
because I don’t like suck-ups!   I
don’t want you to say another word until I ask you a question.   Do you understand?”

 
    “Yes, sir.”

 
    Being blindfolded and restrained definitely
heightened my other senses.   My
nipples continued to burn for several seconds after he released them and moved
on.   I listened to his footsteps as
he moved from one side of the table to the other.   Then everything fell silent.   I couldn’t tell if I could hear him
breathing or if it was just my imagination.   It
makes me nervous when everything is so quiet.   I’ll bet that’s why he doesn’t want me
to speak.   He’s trying to freak me
out.   After a few more seconds,
I felt his gloved fingertips touching my nipples once again.   This time he was gentle, softly
caressing them to make up for the harsh treatment a few moments earlier.   My
body definitely responds more to this than it does to the rough treatment ,
I thought as I felt a rush of blood to my privates.

 
    “You have sensitive nipples to go along with
that sensitive clit, don’t you?” he whispered as one hand slipped down beneath
my drenched folds.

 
    “Yes, sir,” I whispered back not wanting to
disrupt the moment.

 
    “I’m going to have so much fun with you,” he
teased.   With one nipple between his
gloved fingers, he leaned down, pulled the other into his mouth, and began to
nibble gently on it.

 
    God that feels good.   He continued to work all three spots in
a rhythmic motion that quickly had me melting into the table.   He didn’t even know me, but he seemed to
know exactly how to get to me.   Just when the sensation began to
lessen, he would change up the rhythm or pressure, sending me to another new
high.   No one since Perry has worked the magic
triangle like this.   He switched
nipples, so now his gloved hand was working with a slippery surface, which was
even more erotic.   This guy is amazingly ambidextrous.

 
    “ Mmm ,” he moaned as
he began to suckle the other nipple while firmly squeezing the first.

 
    I nearly had my first orgasm when he
repeatedly began to trace his fingers between my clit and my entrance .    I can’t believe I’m letting a complete stranger do this to me.   An utter lack of decent sex has finally
driven me over the edge.   Maybe I am
a dirty slut.   Shit that feels
incredible.   I struggled against
my restraints a bit, as he continued to tease my opening