My shit was way past patient and I was actually quite impressed I hadn’t just shot off in my shorts already. A little bit less “safe” than a wet...dream perhaps so I suppose that may have saved me.“How would she go about it?” she asked. Rather simply through the phone.“I’m not sure I can do this,” I reasonably offered back.Pussy.“You can,” is all she would say to that. Reminding me of several other times she might say that and prove I can conquer much more than I measure initially. “How would she. . me” as I pounded her pussy, “I am going to come” I cried out as I gave her a few more full length strokes and shot my load into her now not so tight hole, she collapse onto my chest and we kissed some more until my deflating cock plopped out of her pussy and our combined cum ran into a pool on my groin.After what seemed an eternity she rose off the bed and finally spoke to me “that was fuckin’ fantastic, I knew I was missing out on something, my name is Jenny by the way, I know who you are”,. There was nothing he could do now, his cock began to harden, and harden quickly. She gave a pleased smile, seeming to be proud of herself, before she sunk down on him, sliding him into the tightest pussy he'd ever been inside. His entire body wanted to thrust within her, but he fought it. His digits wrapped around the ropes that held his wrists, pulling on them. As he pulled, he felt the pain of the rope dig, and burn into his skin, giving him some relief from the pleasure she. Her skin feels like is alight with fire. He moves again as she sobs hoping the torture is done, but all he does is move behind her and proceeds to cover her back, ass and thighs with blow after blow of the cat-o-nine, until she is a sobbing, crying mess from the pain that permeated every pore of her being.Exhausted, only able to just breathe now, she hangs in her bonds like a broken doll. He moves back in front of her and she hears him speak, the voice penetrating the daze she’s in "I don’t.