Sex Room

Sex Room 2

Written by B.J. Smyth

Opening the door, he heads down the stairs and I follow him. This time, he walks to the corner of the room where the sex swing is standing. My cock stirs in my jock as I realise he is going to fuck me on the swing; it’s what I have been waiting for since I arrived.

‘Leave your jock on and get up into the swing.’ He says in a deep, soothing voice.

I clamber into the swing, laying on my back. I can see myself in the mirrors above me. Bradley walks to the side of the swing and grabs my left arm, pulling it up against the chains that support the cradle. He tightens a leather strap around my wrist, securing it to the chain. Walking to the other side, he does the same to my right arm.

‘I’m going to pleasure you until you beg me to stop.’ He whispers, then walks back to where my legs are hanging off the swing.

He grabs my right leg and pulls it up to the chain, shifting me in the swing so my arse is easily accessible, then he straps my leg to the chain. He does the same with my left leg. Now I cannot move, strapped to the swing with my legs wide open, my arse completely exposed to him.

I watched him closely, as he slides a mirror panel on the wall open. Inside are neatly organised sex toys: various dildos, butt plugs, leather straps and whips. On shelves, there are bottles of lubricant and other leather items of clothing.

Bradley picks up a pair of leather gloves and slips them onto his hands, holding them against his face. He breathes intensely and I hear him release a quiet moan of pleasure.

He removes his t-shirt and boxers, his cock already semi hard. Reaching to another shelf, he picks up a metal cock ring and slides it over his cock, which stiffens even more, enhanced by the cock ring.

‘Are you ready to play?’ Bradley asks in a commanding voice.

‘Yes, Babes.’

‘Don’t call me babes in this room. You must call me sir.’ He shouts furiously at me.

‘Sorry, sir.’ I reply in a low whimper of a voice.

Realising he wants to be dominant in his sex room, I’m content to play the submissive in here.

‘Do not speak unless I give you permission.’ He says in a low growling voice.

He takes a bottle of lubricant off the shelf and pumps it into his gloved hand. Moving back to my arse, I feel his cold, gloved hand rub lubricant against my arse. His gloved finger gradually pushes into my hole. I have to hold back my moans of pleasure as his finger slides in and out of me, circling inside me, stretching my sphincter muscles. Next, I feel two fingers push deep into me as he twists them and pulls them out.

The force of his fingers fucking me make me swing back and forwards. Looking in the mirror above me, I can see his fingers sliding in and out my arse. His cock is now harder than I have ever seen it before as he continues finger-fucking me. My muscles in my arse are now loose as they relax into the rhythm.

Bradley pulls his fingers out of me and goes back over to where the sex toys are. Picking up a dildo the size of his own cock, he rubs lubricant all over it, then returns to my arse.

I have to bite my lip as he pushes its full length into me, the girth stretching my hole open. With no hesitation, he fucks me with the dildo, pulling it almost fully out before ramming it back into me. I’m trying my best to stifle the noises of pleasure. After several minutes, he pulls the dildo out and drops it to the floor. I watch him in the mirrors as he moves between my legs and rams his own cock deep into me. Grabbing the chains, he pulls me towards him each time he fucks me.

My cock is throbbing hard and leaking pre-cum as he continues fucking me. The head of my cock has escaped from the jock. I want to grab it, but my hands are strapped to the chains. His breathing quickens and he growls as he fucks me faster. I know he is about to cum.

Several quicker fucks and he rams himself deep into me. I feel his cock throbbing, his warm cum shooting deep inside as he roars out like a wild bear.

I’m as breathless as he is, my arse fucked hard. He pulls his cock out of me and grabs another somewhat larger dildo from the rack and covers it in lube. He moves back to my arse and shoves it deep into me, stretching me a little more. I cannot help letting out a whimper as he holds it deep in me. His other gloved hand grips tightly around my cock and slides my foreskin back and forth over the head.

It doesn’t take long before I shoot cum up to my face, my arse gripping tight against the dildo. I’m overcome with pleasurable feelings deep inside me.

‘That’s it. Let it go.’ Bradley growls at me.

The biggest load of cum I have ever shot lands against me as my body spasms with pleasure.

Letting go of my cock, he continues to slide the dildo in and out of me until my arse can’t take anymore.

‘Stop, please stop.’ I plead.

Bradley pulls the dildo out of me. My arse is gaping and throbbing deep within me. Now I have been well and truly fucked.

‘Have you had enough?’

‘Yes, sir.’

Bradley’s cock has now softened, so he pulls off the cock ring and removes the gloves, dropping them both on the floor. He unstraps my arms and legs and helps me out of the swing. My legs feel like jelly from both being strapped up and the hard fuck I had received.

He pulls me into his arms and kisses me fervently.

‘Do you want to sleep?’ He asks.

‘Yes, please.’

 We both walk over to the bed and climb onto it. I cuddle into Bradley, my arse numb from all the action. He wraps his arms around me, my head laying on his chest, I drift off into a deep sleep.

Extract from David- Raw Heat - B.J. Smyth

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