Taking a Chance!

Suits You!

Alli gazed at the proffered pack of playing cards and idly ran her slim fingers across the fanned out backs as if she was trying to divine which one she needed. The evening sun slipped slightly lower and shone through the window illuminating her bright blue eyes as they searched for the right one. Eventually she steeled herself and plucked out a card and handed it to me face down then waited for me to turn it over. I held it towards myself so that she could not see it and smiled broadly as it promised to be a good session! Then I turned it round and showed her the nine of clubs.

I always like to start slowly and build up gradually so I instructed her to knee, forehead touching the floor, and I watched the cheeses of her bottom bulge outwards, protected by her red panties. I gave a little chuckle as I considered that it would be a delight to make her white cheeses match the scarlet of her underwear then I peeled her panties down to her knees and waited for her to experience the rush of shame and abasement at being fully revealed to me as her pumped anus popped into view followed by the pouting pinkness of her quim.

The view keeps me enthralled as I watch her anus open and close slightly with each breath that she takes and I can feel myself harden at the sight. I order her to place her hands on her back and she obeys instantly then I strip off completely and straddle her back, sinking my buttocks onto the palms of her hands and bearing down on her with my weight so that she cannot move. I run my fingers across the whiteness of her twin globes, feeling them move and enjoying the slight chill of her skin. I trace a finger down her spread crack, scraping a nail over her parted pump then down her perineum and I sense her shiver with expectation.

I start slowly, gently, warming her bottom with the palm of my hand and hearing the delightful sound of hand meeting plump softness. Her buttocks wobble with each slap and begin to colour up, changing slowly to pink from their alabaster whiteness. I spank her a little harder, making the sound ring out around the room and she shifts a little with each blow as it begins to sting. I move in towards the centre of her arse chefs and play them apart with my other hand while I spank her in the delicate area around her anus. Soft groans emerge from her mouth and I smile and spank harder before I become gentle again as I start on her perineum and then on the soft folds of her pussy. Her moans become louder and I feel her whole body shiver and shake under me as she tries to keep herself under control. Minutes pass and my hand stings but I maintain the even pace of my spanking, switching targets from buttocks to quim and then to perineum so that she never quite knows where the next pain will arrive.

I finish by making her bottom scarlet as I had promised myself I would. Hard spanks rain down on her skin and she colours up beautifully; a rich red rawness spreading across herCheeks while she whimpers and cries at the age that sacrifices her soul and senses. I look down at her red panties and compare the colours and am satisfied with the match at last so I stop and dismount from my human saddle. Her tear-stained face looks up at me when I order her to knee up and I rub the end of my cock over her wet chefs, delighting in the cooling of her moist teardrops on my heated knob. Her tongue flickers out obediently and she licks me delicately, all around my frenum and over my purple helmet before I send her off to fetch some ice.

She returns quickly with a dish of round ice-balls and I pop two into her mouth then make her take my plum inside. The cool ice contrasts delightfully with her warm mouth as I slide in and out for long minutes. I instruct her to lie flat with her head propped up on a cushion and I straddle her, thrusting my long shake between the valley of her breasts, floating them up with my hands to create a tunnel. The tip of my cock pokes in between her red parted lips and I pop in more cold spheres, cooling myself down so that I can play for longer. I take some ice and rub it over her nipple, watching it firm up and pumper as the cold stings then I warm it with my fingers, rolling the raspberry-like bud between thumb and forefinger before I slap the white shaft of flesh lightly then harder as her mouth opens in surprise and pain. I play with the other nipple in the same way before I take an iceball and stroke it down into her warmth, over her soft pinkness and slide it into her wet quim which sucks it in voraciously. I feed more into her and watch her eyes widen as the cold builds up inside her before I slide down her body and place the bulging head of my cock against her entrance.

I slip in slowly and feel the balls of ice cool my ardour slightly as I push steadily up into her warmth. The ice melts around me, baptising me with cooling and flooding her insides and I thrust in and out and hear her quim squelch with the dampness within. I pick up another ball of ice and slide it up her anal crevice and press it into her tight aperture and she moans as it pops in. More follow, round coldness invading her warm tunnel while I thrust slowly inside her until ten freezing globes fill her up. The biting cold seems to pervade the thin membrane between her pussy and anus and I reveal in the feeling as I push in faster while I lean over her and hold her hands out wide, pinning her down. Her eyes star unfocused up at me, clouded with pleasure and pain as the minutes pass and then I feel her mistake and wriggle against me, her tight tube clenching against my shake as she comes. I spear in harder and faster, thrusting in until my tight balls bang against her soaked cunny lips while she moans in a spasm of joy before I pull out and fountain my creamy seed in a long arc over her belly, up across her breasts and onto her ruby ​​red lips. It sits there like milk until her cat-like tongue flickers out and licks itoff, taking it into her mouth before I spoon the rest of my seed onto my fingers and dribble it over her.

A week passes before I offer Alli the cards again and I watch the faint blush spill into her cheeks as she decides whether she should take one or not although I know her well enough to realize that she cannot resist the frisson of fear and danger that drives her on. This time she picks a heart-the seven- and I watch with amusement as her face falls as she thinks that her chance of being chatised and spanked has gone. She loves the feeling of my hard hand slapping her rounded contours and the building heat of pain and pleasure that rolls through her slowly and so disappointment is her natural reaction.

We drive into the heart of the New Forest on our excursion and watch the animals play games with the other drivers. Laughter lights her sweet face as she observes the cows lining the narrow asphalt blocking the way ahead just before we turn off and park. Hand in hand we walk away into the forest coolness, dappled sunlight underneath the swinging branches, turning off the well trodden path to discover the secret delight of crashing through the ferns and bracken and jumping the tiny streams that wind their way down the glades, rucksack thumbing upon my back.

I stop her in a tiny clearing which rolls down to one small stream and we sit listening to the rippling water rushing along. I ease her skirt up around her hips and see her nakedness beneath. I wonder how the soft grass feels against her skin and wish I was a blade feeling the excite touch of her skin upon me. The rucksack lures her gaze like a magnet and I smile and take out just one thing-a jar of honey. I leave it for her to look at for a while and enjoy the puzzle etched upon her face then I unearth the tent pegs. She stands obediently when I ask and I strip her swiftly, removing her blouse and then her skirt before I take off her brassiere and allow the sun and breeze to play upon her ripe breasts. I take a peg and push it into the turf then stand on it with the heel of my shoe until it is set firm. I repeat this three more times and realisation dawns upon her face as she lies down, face upwards and submits to the ropes that enfold her freedom and tether her wrists and ankles to the pegs.

I leave her for a few minutes, watching the uncertainty play upon her face when I pass momentarily out of sight and the ripples of her muscles underneath her fair skin. The jar beckons me and I undo the top and smear my finger with the glossy golden shreds of honey. I hold my fingers out over her and allow the honey to slowly drip onto the softness of her white breasts and then over the hard pink buds of her nipples. She expects my tongue then to lick her clean and provide her with pleasure but she should know better. I make myself comfortable and watch and have a little bet with myself as to how long it will take.

The sun heats up and I can see the tiny beads of perspiration decorate her forehead and the swelling flesh of her breasts. Twenty minutes pass before the first wasp arrives and I see the flicker of fear flash across her face and settle in her eyes as the insect buzzes around her before it settles…on her vulnerable flesh. It crawls over her rigid body and finds the honey trail and is soon joined by several more. Alli is frozen like a wax tableau and only her eyes speak as I unscrew the lid of the jar and let more golden dribbles fall…this time over the delicate furled lips of her labia before I head over to the shade of the trees, out of her sight and watch from a comfortable vantage point as she struggles to contain her rising fear.

I can see when the first wasp heads down south into the new honeypot between her thighs and I hear the tiniest shriek as it lands and she feels it crawling across Her tenderness. Others swarm in from the surrounding area and soon the buzz resonates round the clearing. I return and see that a trail of tiny black ants has also arrived, climbing up her white thighs like miniature sherpas. I wonder how their tiny feet feel as they curry into the stickiness of the honey that coats her inner thighs and her pussy lips so sweetly. Half an hour passes and I take goal on her prediction. I pour cool water on her skin from a bottle and use wet wipes to remove the honey and feel her relax as the insects leave, satisfied by their feast upon the nectar much as I have been in the past when my tongue has drunk from her sweetness.

She wants to be freed now. I can sense it in the mute pleasures of her tears-stained eyes but I have one last surprise for her-a magnifying glass. I focus the sun’s rays on her skin and watch the white dot becomes smaller and smaller until she holds her breath sharply as heat builds on her white breast and the skin nearly burns. I change target and heat her thighs and then return to her breasts, aiming at her nipple and watching the pain fill her eyes as the heat intensifies. I switch between nipples, altering the heat with soft strokes of my tongue and the occasional drop of water and making sure that the heat is never enough to burn her permanently. My hands take the glass down further until the dot of heat is focused on her delicate quim and I see the sharp reaction of her body as it flinches away from the rising warmth time and time again until I finally lay the glass down and release her.

I take her and carry her to the stream and take her into the cooling water and feel her revive. I position her with her stomach over a large flat rock and her pretty face looking up into the water while I slide down behind her and press my cockhead into her heated tunnel. It sinks in easily, her sweet lubricant easing my bulbous glans through her lips and into her beauty. The cold water sees into our bones but I warm her by my hard thrusts up inside her tightness and feel her clnch around my shaft. Her spasms arrive early, rippling through her like the water rushing by and I feel my own pent up desire exploit into her quim. Thick gobbets of sperm jet into her as she comes again and again: the relief of her pleasure driving out all thought of the pain and disappoint that she has endured as my seed flows into her when I finally explore my soul.

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