Master took me by one wrist. I felt my whole body soften in response to him. He twisted it behind my back and I stayed soft and unresistant, but now the first prick and tension of arousal came. His other hand gripped the back of my hair hard and captured in this way I was pushed across the dining room to the stairs. I made my way up carefully but not dawdling with him behind me still holding me tightly. In the bedroom, he released his hold and shut and locked the door behind us.
He stripped my clothes, ordered me into bed, and reached into the drawer. I saw the cuff strap I heard the slight jingle of the nipple clamp chain. He tied my hands to the headboard rails and pulled them tight. He attached the clamps and sat over my face, fucking deep into my mouth to choke me.
He fucked me until it hurt. Sore nipples, sore cunt.
Later that night I went up to cuddle with him at bedtime. He was going to bed at 7:30pm after working the overnight shift, so I was going to stay up a couple more hours after the cuddling. "Cuddle" turned quickly to cock sucking, and then to some very painful fucking. I think my insides are bruised. Lucky me! I like being used painfully this way.