I went to a Valentine’s Day bash at a friend’s house. I have loved these parties ever since I attended my first one, and I couldn’t wait to subject myself to all the forms of torture and pleasure that awaited me. What I didn’t expect was that there would be a “greeting area” set up outside of the room where the party would be. They stopped me, made me strip right there, then bound my hands, blindfolded me, and put a rag-gag in my mouth. At least they were kind enough to put some kind of strawberry flavored oil on it. I was led into a room by at least one dom, and laid out stomach-down on a leather, padded bed or table; my nipples got hard with the first contact with that cold material. I knew my cunt was dripping, but I didn’t care. The sounds of others breathing were all around me. I could hear a couple of voices across the room, but there was no way to hear what they were saying. When things finally got started, I could hear movements, and then shrill cries from other girls. It made me anxious, but the anticipation also made my cunt start pulsating with lust. Finally, I could feel someone next to my own table. I expected pinching, electric wand, clamps, something that didn’t make much noise, but produced a good bit of pain. I did NOT expect someone to start carving skin off my ass. It hurt, at first, but the pain became unbearable after a bit, and I couldn’t help the moans and cries that started to come from me. I could hear other girls around me being fucked, but I was in torment. When they finally stopped carving into me, someone leaned down and kissed the tortured area before fingers entered my cunt. They drove me to orgasm so many times last night, AND I love the heart they gave me on my ass!!
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