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Halloween and Erotica

Is this your season?

It is NOT mine. Although I love all things October related, halloween is not one of them. That does not mean it’s not a season to celebrate. Fear and anticipation play a lot into Halloween themes and we definitely have that in our stable of smutsters.

Since you’re a fan, (shush, you’re a fan if you are here) , I’m giving away the last chapter of the book for free! This is the conclusion to the story last week. Both stories are featured in the new book.

Rosie and Dominic Part II

As the waves kept coming, she used her other hand to pinch her nipple and send a delightful shock through the center of her being.  Clenching around nothing but water, she could feel the pull of her orgasm coming.  She wanted to give in badly, but the thoughts of the rail were always at the back of her mind.  Would she disobey him, enjoy this buzz, and bring herself to climax without him?  Before she could decide, her phone buzzed with a message. 

“Right now, pet, you should have filled yourself and are probably fighting not to cum.  It’s okay, little one. I know you love your ass filled.  Now, you can do this and be good for me.  

I’m going to allow you to orgasm. But you need to be on your fence for it.

Dom had constructed the wooden fencing so that it was precisely the width to fit her spread pussy lips over. The height of the fence had also been measured to ensure that only her toes touched when she sat astride it. When angled correctly, this meant that her entire weight would rest on her clit. The pressure was so intense that it was her favorite of his homemade toys.

Dom had attached a hook to one end so he could attach her hands. After that, he would usually get a nice glass of wine and watch her as she was forced to hump herself on the rail in the back yard to get off. 

The wood was worn smooth, and occasionally, he would mount a small brush to one end and make her hump herself on that. The bristles were always soft and felt so good, especially if he had sensitized her by making her ride the rail (as he liked to call it) first.

This was her cat scratch spot. Sometimes, he would get some whiskey, roll a die, and sip while she was forced to cum on the prickly brush until she achieved the number of orgasms on the die.  She would have to prop her phone, hold on to the post, and lower herself onto the rail.  He would then insist on seeing that her clit was directly against the bristles.  Once he had confirmed she was in position, she could start moving.  It usually felt good at first, for the first time, but the more she rubbed herself with the brush, the more sore and tender her clit became.  Once, he had used the suction cups to suck out her clit and make sure it was engorged to the bursting point before he asked her to cum again.  It was true torture for her, and she didn’t know if she was ready.  

When she finally returned, she found Dom and his phone on the back porch. The hook with the large ball was in one hand, and a bottle of lube was in the other.

He looked her directly as he tipped the lube over the gigantic steel orb. “I can’t wait to hear you squeal as this is finally pushed past your tight little ring. Now. Please don’t make me wait, my irresistible little sub. Turn around, bend over, and grab the rail.

She did as she was told. Dom took his feet and kicked at her heels to get her to open her stance as she leaned forward on the rail, bracing herself. Soon enough, she felt the cold wet ooze of the lube as he used his fingers to open her hole and push the lube up inside her narrow crevice.

Before long, he was pushing the cold steel orb against her sphincter. When she found herself fighting its intrusion, Dom would remind her to breathe and relax and open herself to him. This ball was large, yes, but she could accommodate it, and it would put so much pressure on her G-spot that she would cum like Old Faithful.

Rosie felt herself gripping the rail harder as Dom re-stopped twisting his device back and forth and opted to apply force to get the large ball past her tight ring.

“Breathe, girl. You can do this.” Dom thought better and stopped his application of pressure. He then moved to her front and began kissing Rosie tenderly and passionately. “I know you can do this. Let me help you want this intrusion.”

Dom used the moment to cup her breasts and begin to fondle her nipples. Soon, she was swooning with desire as her pussy responded by leading profusely down her leg.

Dom saw the effects of his attentions and moved back behind her to complete the insertion of the anal hook. With two more goo shoves, he felt her narrow ring give way and accommodate the significant intrusion.

Rosie gasped, but then she began to moan and swing her hips, trying to get contact with her clit.

Now, let’s get you into position. Dom took her hands and helped her straddle the fence. As he tied her hands in place, her made sure that the rope to the anal hook was tight with the D ring on the collar he had placed around her neck. As he maneuvered her into position on the rail, he stepped back and enjoyed the sight he had created.

Rosie was completely naked. Bound to the post with her legs straddling the rail. He had made sure to part her pussy lips so that her clit was directly against the felt pad he had attached there. It was a softer choice than the brush, and Dom knew it might frustrate her with its lack of textured surface. Dom thought that it might be fun to watch her work up a sweat while she humped her rail.

Soon, Rosie could contain herself no more. She wantonly swung her hips back and forth, trying to get some friction to her clit. Her ass was so complete that the ball was pressing on her G-spot from the other side. It was maddening. Her entire mind was focused on the object in her ass and the building desire to orgasm as hard as she could.

Dom took up another glass of wine and kissed his bride. She was so beautiful, prostrate like that in front of him. And now, she would give him the show he richly deserved after his week.

Reaching into his pockets, he took out a pair of nipple clamps decorated with crystals, which he hung close to her belly button.

Pulling her up by her hair, he lifted her torso enough to attach the weighted clamps to each of her nipples and then watched them drop as he released them to pull her breasts down towards the floor with their weight.

“Is that what you needed, my rose? That little extra grit to make that clit of yours come alive.

He tipped her head back so that she was looking at him once again as she gasped and moaned and writhed beneath him.

“Master…master…may I cum?”

“He pulled her into a deep kiss…yes, my love. You may cum…now.”

Rosie took a deep breath and let out a scream of exhilaration as she pressed the entirety of her weight down on her clit. The extra sensation helped push her over the edge. Her body began to jerk and vibrate as he orgasm worked its way from her torso through her limbs. Dom made sure to kiss her through her entire orgasms until she was just a quivering and occasionally rutting mess.

When her ragged breaths finally calmed, they removed the anal hook and gently cleaned her before placing her in bed.