How To Fuck: Position Two.

My legs are encased by shiny stockings of rubber and by strictly laced ballet boots. Toes pointing to the ceiling, my wrists are strapped to my ankles with tight leather restraints. I grip the long pointed heels with my gloved hands.

There is a rope that’s been tied to the top of the bed post above me the noose placed around my neck, it leaves my breath shallow as it subtly suffocates. I desperately want to relax back into the soft pillows, I lean into my legs to provide some relief, but I am unable to hold the position for long. I slip backwards and the ligature tightens.  It edges me towards asphyxiation – what a sweet way to pass…..

I am moaning for your attention to this but I can’t speak, I need to swallow but I can’t, my mouth is dried out. I’m glaring at you, as you regard my predicament. You pour water over my face and I lick at it desperately.

Your hands are at my neck, and as you trace the outline of the rope you shift it slightly to reveal deep marks imprinted on my skin. You kiss them tenderly as you trail your fingers across my collar bone, down my open shirt front and over my nipples, you squeeze them as hard as you can, I gasp at the exquisite discomfort….

You are holding the back of my head, allowing me a moment of relief. I lean into your hands as you fix my shirt collars, they are long and point upwards framing my concealed face as a perfect complement to my bound neck.

Perched on the side of the bed, your leather hand covered with black latex surgical gloves is fingering my arse and you are fucking my pussy simultaneously with a large flexible black dildo. The speed with which I am climaxing is overwhelming. The noose tightens.

I come and the ejaculate squirts, covering your rubber masked face.

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Original photo by Synth retouched by the Rubba Mizz

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