My Girl Gina, Chapter 3

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My cock moved closer to her glossy lips as she was being held firmly in place on the mattress. She whined as the tip of my cock moved softly across her lips. I held her head in a controlling manner, so nothing could move.I pointed the tip of my cock at her open mouth and eased into the inviting pink wetness. The warm, humid environment felt amazing as it always did and I pressed further into her soft mouth.Once the head of my cock had fully entered in, I paused for a second or two. I was getting close to her gag reflex and wanted to make sure she was ready for it.She was doing a good job of sucking and licking my cock – her tongue felt incredible as did the soft sucking of her mouth. I didn’t want to spoil the experience for her by moving too fast and making her gag or possibly pull away, not wanting to continue. I always want my girl to feel successful so she will try even harder the next time.However, like any good submissive girl, she did what her “Master” wanted, wrapping her sweet glossy lips around my shaft and sucking like she needed it.”Mmm such a sweet hot mouth… I just love being inside it like this,” I said, closing my eyes to revel in it.She moaned in appreciation and agreement. This deepthroating stuff might still be somewhat new for her, but so far everything was going just fine. She was enjoying being submissive but also started to realize the power that she held as well.She felt me pushing in deeper, and as the tip of my cock touched the back of her throat, she realized that in this position, she was at my mercy. The thought made her pussy gush all over again.”Okay, babygirl, remember what you have learned to do. Take a good breath or two, then start swallowing. When I feel your throat swallowing, it will be my cue to push in and get past your gag reflex so you can take me further down your throat,” I instructed.Gina nodded her head slightly and then took a couple of deep breaths in through her nose filling her lungs. When she was ready, she began swallowing and I felt her throat open up. I pushed forward just enough to get past her gag reflex and into her throat.From there, I moved on down until my cock was fully in her throat and my stomach was pressed against her nose. I set my ball sack on her eyes, forcing her to close them and preventing her from seeing.It was degrading to her, but she liked being treated like this when we played. She wanted to be my whore, my dirty slut. She wanted to be used as my fucktoy. güvenilir bahis The more degrading and humiliating I made it, the better she liked it. She knew she was the only woman who could give me this and it made her feel special.Gina kept her hands on the backs of my thighs as she had been instructed to and could only use them to “tap out” when she needed to come up for a breath. I was controlling every thrust; the depth, speed, and rhythm according to what I felt she could handle.Sometimes I would move in and out fucking her throat like I did her pussy. Other times, I went fully in and held myself there until she needed a breath. Always changing it up so she would get used to me being down her pretty throat.Her mouth was stretched wide and I could feel the bulge my cock made in her throat. I am sure her jaws were aching after a bit, but she made no indication or complaint. Such a good girl.As I stood there with my beautiful girl laying on the bed, my cock shoved down her soft white throat, I wondered what her strict father would think of his sweet demure little girl if he could see the wanton little fuckslut I had turned her into! Would he even recognize her like this?His heavy-handed dictatorial control of her every thought and action had kept her from growing, from developing. But free of his control and with my help and encouragement, the small shy girl, so afraid of messing up she had to be coaxed into even trying, had become her own woman. A woman with her own mind and her own needs.She still deferred to me to make most of the decisions, but now it was because that’s what she wanted. It was her choice to submit to me. A choice she made of her own free will because that’s the life she wanted.A sudden tapping on the back of my legs pulled me back to the present and I knew she was needing to take a breath. When I started to pull back, Gina gagged as I came out, a little dribble of saliva coming out with me. I noticed then that her eyes had been watering and her mascara had run. She had the typical “raccoon eyes” of a slut who had been sucking cock good and hard.She looked up at me, concerned at first with her appearance. But when she saw me smile at her, she too smiled at what was happening to her. She knew that by the time I had finished with her, her makeup would look a lot worse than a little “raccoon eyes” from runny mascara!After she had gotten a couple of good breaths in to refill her lungs, I pushed my cock güvenilir bahis siteleri back down her throat going faster this time because she was used to it now.”You’re doing good, slut. You have learned how to handle deepthroating pretty well. I’m impressed,” I said as my spit-slickened cock plunged into her again.She moaned happily at my compliment, and redoubled her efforts to do an even better job now.I began moving in and out of her throat and she could feel me going faster and faster, hitting the back of her throat every single time. Gina was trying to catch a breath, and every so often she did. But there were a few times I held myself deep in her throat and she was forced to hold her breath.Gina felt me pinching her hard nipples again. Aroused, she whimpered loudly. She could feel the pool of juices dripping from her pussy.”I love your throat vibrations from moaning,” I said, still pinching. “It works wonders on my cock.”To that end, I reached over and picked up the Hitachi Wand again. When I clicked the device on, I could feel a new sense of urgency or maybe even a tinge of panic in her.She knew this machine was serious business after already suffering through three massive orgasms because of it (the first one I gave her by simply eating her out). And now she was in yet another precarious position with her head between my knees and my cock down her throat.I moved the vibrating head over her tits again to show her that it was indeed on and buzzing. She let out a bit of a whimper around my cock and I smiled. Then I put the device on her still touchy clit and lit her fire once again.”MMMPHHH!” She tried to scream, but with my cock in her mouth all she could get out was a muffled sound. I had pulled back from her throat because it was too dangerous to use the Hitachi on her if she couldn’t breathe. So my cock was in her mouth and she could at least get air through her nose.I had her head pinned against the mattress, my cock in her mouth. I had forbidden her from using her hands to push me away or resist except to tap for air and that wasn’t needed since I wasn’t throat-fucking her.My left hand was pinching and twisting her left nipple and my right hand was holding the buzzing head that was her Hitachi against her tortured cunt. So many sensations, so many signals flooding her already befuddled brain. And she had no hope of escape.Gina’s legs flailed around, trying to dislodge the demon giving her such anguish, but iddaa siteleri it was no use. As soon as she settled down again, it was right back even stronger and more trying. And she was getting exhausted from the hapless struggling.But I am not without sympathy or mercy. I saw that my girl was struggling and I knew that too much of a good thing – even orgasms – can be bad. So I relented and pulled out of her mouth, taking the Hitachi with me.Gina lay on the bed panting, saliva coating her face, and her body a sheen of sweat. Her soft, brown hair was sweat and saliva-matted, and her makeup looking like Picasso dropped acid before painting it!I sat with my girl as she recovered and calmed down. When she was fully back and lucid again, I helped her sit up. “Are you back, babygirl? Are you here with me?” I asked her.”Yes, Daddy, I’m here. Thank you for caring for me and thank you also for all the orgasms. You were amazing!” She said, giggling at the last part of her comments.”You’re welcome. Why don’t you go take a shower and get cleaned up? Then get dressed and I will take you to dinner. After what I’ve put you through, you shouldn’t have to cook. Besides… you’ll need your strength for later tonight!” I said. As she got up I gave her a little swat on her ass and she scampered off to get ready.It was about fifteen or twenty minutes before she came back out dressed and ready to go. She had fixed her makeup from the mess I’d made of it, and put on her favorite red stretch-knit mini dress.She looked stunning and no one would ever know that just a few short minutes ago she looked like a watercolor painting that was left out in the rain.We went to a nice steakhouse for dinner and after we ate we went for a bit of a drive to let dinner settle some. It was a clear night with a full moon so it was lovely out.It was a bit too cold to be outside but in the car, it was very nice. We found a place to park and we just enjoyed being together and alone, the two of us.”Gina, are you happy… with us?” I asked her.”What do you mean?” she said, turning to me.”Are you happy with the way things are with us? Are you happy with being my wife, with serving me like you do? I mean I know we don’t use the Master and submissive roles like some couples who are more into that than we are–you and I only play BDSM games occasionally.”Still, you have assumed a submissive role even in our regular lives. Is that enough or would you like something more?” I said, trying feebly to get my point across.”John, sweetheart, I’m not sure I understand what you are asking, but let me just tell you this. I love you with everything I am and every fiber of my being. I can’t imagine my life with anyone but you.

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