I felt Mistress Isabella moving around and then I sensed that she was between my spread legs.
“I can smell your arousal slut.” She said. “And I can see how wet your hot lips down here are. Is your lustful cunt ready for me?”
“Please Mistress.” I moaned.
And then I felt her tongue, hot and wet and soft and firm, lick the inside of my thigh.
“Is your lustful cunt ready for my tongue?” she whispered.
“Oh fuck please Mistress.” I groaned, feeling my hips move by themselves.
I barely had time to register how delicious that feeling was, when her tongue began to drag itself along the skin of my thigh, leaving a wet trail that caused me to buck uncontrollably.
I felt a finger push between my ass cheeks and push against my anus, and the shock of sensation turned to pure lust as her tongue worked itself against the soft skin where my thigh met my trimmed pubes.
“Easy slut.” Mistress Isabella whispered. “Your Mistress is taking care of you. You are perfectly safe and okay. You and I are both going to enjoy this.”
Her breath was hot against my hole as one of her hands slid back up my stomach and her fingertips began to massage my sensitive nipple.
I sagged against the bed, my wrists suddenly caught in the cuffs over my head as I let go of the bar, and I registered the pain but was unable to gather my thoughts enough to deal with it.
Every bit of concentration I had was focused on the presence of Mistress Isabella and her wet mouth between my legs.
I felt something brush lightly against the tips of my pubic hair, and I realized that the low moaning noise in my ears was coming from my own throat.
“Your depraved cunt smells so fucking delicious slut.” She said. “You are making your Mistress feel very hungry for your pleasure.”
Her mouth was almost touching my swollen cunt lips as she spoke, and for a moment I wondered if it was possible to actually die from anticipated sexual pleasure.
I sobbed as her tongue pushed against my lips, and for just a brief second, they stuck together.
And then her tongue pushed them apart and I felt her lick up and down my hole, as everything down there became hot and slippery. Sensations that I couldn’t describe if my life depended upon it rolled through my body and I trembled.
“Fuck Mistress. Oh fuck oh fuck fuck fuck god fuck.” I groaned.
Something that felt like a sharp expansion of heat started within me, happening in my chest, my belly, my arms, my thighs, and deep inside my cunt all at once.
The tongue pushed into my hole and started to move up and down, and I pulled against the cuffs on my wrists and tried to push myself against the mouth.
“Mis…Mis…Mistress what…what is…is this….is it….oh god!” I choked the words out.
Needles of pleasure that I hadn’t imagined possible were moving through my body, and without ever having experienced an orgasm I knew that my body was about to have one.
The tongue pushed deeper into me, and I felt soft fingers spread my cunt lips apart as the physical fury inside me grew and began to push against every nerve ending between my belly button and knees.