Her thighs ached, but she kept her legs spread wide, wider than was comfortable. It was all about control, or in Carrie’s case, lack of control. “Please touch me.” Carrie whimpered when she spoke.
“Do you want me to stroke your pussy Carrie? Your hot, tight pussy?” Jessie teased her as his fingers slide over the silky panties to move to the edge of her mound and he felt her body shudder.
He wanted her to beg. Carrie relented and her voice crack as she said it. “Touch my… pussy,” she blurted out. She was so hot and wished her hands were untied so she could masturbate. At the same time the bondage of her hands was what drove her desires. “EEEEEHHH,” she screamed in pleasure. Her ass rose up from the hard desk as Jessie gripped her pussy lips to squeeze them together in one powerful hand. She felt her flesh compressed in his hand as his fingers pinched the two sides of her pussy together.
Jessie grabbed her fleshy pussy lips and squeezed them, than tugged them out until her ass rose from the table to try to accommodate his pinching fingers. He yanked her pussy lips out with a smirk on his face as he stared at her. He began to clench and unclench his fingers on her pussy lips, each time he pulled them out as he tightened his fingers, only to release them. She squirmed on the table as her ass moved up and down.
No one had ever touched her this way before with most of the boys were gentle, although quick. Jessie teased her and now he abused her sex, his fingers harsh as they squeezed her pussy lips. His fingers were everywhere on her sex. He even pinched her lips to drive her damp panties between her tender lips as his fingertips pinched hard on the pink flesh. Her hands clenched into fists as she struggled with the mixed emotions that raced through her body. It was as though he goosed her and her ass squirmed as he did. Carrie was unable to escape the pinching fingers that dug into her tender pussy. Not that she wanted to. Her pussy was drenched and she was sure that Jessie could feel it. He’d feel her humiliation to be treated in such a way and become aroused by it. She feared he would misinterpret her reaction, or maybe he would interrupt it correctly. She didn’t think she could stop anything he did to her and that scared her.
Jessie’s finger slid up and down her slit to push aside the puffy lips as his finger pushed hard until her lips curled over it. He moved from the top of her slit, but he paid special attention to avoid the touch on her clit. Not yet. He pushed hard down her slit, all the way down until he felt the heat of her pussy. He pushed with his finger to drive her panties into her clenching hole. His finger was wet with her juices. Her hips humped his finger now, trying to drive his finger inside her in spite of her panties that protected the tight hole. He pulled his hand away and saw the look of disappointment in her eyes. “Not yet. I’ll tell you when you can cum.”
She wanted his hand back so bad. She tightened her pussy, her thighs and wished his hand would return. She was on the edge but he stopped to leave her wet and unfulfilled. She looked down as his hands slid her sweater up over her bra to pull it over her head to lay it on her back as her bound hands prevented him from taking it completely off. She arched her back to stick her bra-encased breasts out and she hoped that his hands would play with them. Carrie had sensitive nipples and was almost able to cum when they were played with vigorously. She knew that Jessie wouldn’t neglect them.
Jessie gripped both of her tits in his hands to squeeze them harshly and compress the firm flesh in his powerful grip. Carrie didn’t protest, in fact she kept her back arched for him to present her tits for his hands to abuse. His hands slid around her back and made quick work of the fragile clip that held the thin bra straps together. He moved back so he could see her tits as he slipped the straps part way down her arms as the bra fell away far enough so it gathered just beneath her twin naked breasts. He didn’t waste any time as his hands reached out with two fingers of each hand to grip the dark brown nipples that were already hard, perfect targets for his fingers. He felt the flesh of her aroused tips crushed beneath his pinching fingers. He saw the tears in her eyes as he turned his fingers to twist the trapped nubs.
She almost came when she felt the pain in her nipples, surprised by his quick and harsh touch as soon as her breasts were bared to him. He didn’t take time to admire them before he abused them. Carrie arched her back up high as Jessie pulled her tits by her nipples high into the air. Her eyes grew wet with tears. His large hands encircled her bare flesh to squeeze her breasts. “MMMMMM,” she was unable to stop the moan from her lips as his hands took control of her breasts. He released them to bounce them slightly when they fell down. Carrie looked down to see the condition of them. She could see red lines where his fingers had dug hard into her white flesh, but nothing was more pronounced than her nipples. They stood out like hard pebbles as Carrie felt them throb, not from pain but desire and she wanted his hands to return. “Don’t stop!” She couldn’t believe the words that spilled out of her mouth. She begged him for more of his harsh treatment.
Jessie smiled at her. “Not yet. I need to get some of those clothes off you first. And then if you are a good girl I’ll play with that lovely body again.” Jessie pulled back from Carrie, her legs still spread wide. “Get up,” as he helped her to stand up. He turned her around to undo the metal cuffs and the hard metal clamored on the desk as he put them down. He saw the look of disappointment on her face. “Don’t worry I’ll put them back on.” He laughed loudly as her face turned red in shame. He made quick work of the bra and sweater to throw them over onto a chair. His hands opened up her skirt and let it drop to the floor, not surprised to see her panties were a thong. The black material contrasted sharply with her pale, white skin. “Step out of your skirt.” Carrie kicked it to the side. She stood there, her back to him, naked except for a tiny patch of black thong that hid her sex. Her legs were perched high on the heels to make her look all the more naked and vulnerable. His hand caressed her ass cheeks and felt her tighten her muscles as it slid over the silky flesh.
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