I craned my neck down to watch but did not really want to see. I felt his skin touching my bare thighs as he nestled in against me. I was ready to be sodomized in the worst way, and barked back at my Dom, over my shoulder, to “fuck that asshole”. My knees rested on the floor. “You look like you are ready to take a good ass fucking, slave”, he smirked. He said he no longer wanted to beat me or give me pain. He let the twine loose which had been stretching it up, and this allowed my clit to retreat somewhat, but it still was extended outside my labias. My knees rested on the floor. Then he stepped between my spread legs. He connected my two labia rings to bindings that were around my upper thighs and stretched them out as far open as he could manage to pull my cunt lips apart. But this evening he spent a lot of time telling me that all his successes did not match what he had discovered by meeting me. He smiled. He then tugged the twine so that my clit was wickedly stretched out from my crotch like a tiny male erection.
