A Lot of Kinky Sex

It was late the night of the following date. I'd already went dancing with her to a place she suggested. Personally, I'm not that into dancing. But, it's important that she enjoy herself. Besides, I knew I'd get plenty of fun when we got home.

Now it was just the two of us alone in my room. Paige was, as usual when Sandra visited, locked safely away in her cage for the night. The area around the bed was a mess. Our clothes were sprawled in every which direction. But, there was also two different condoms, a marker, a light flogger from my toy box, and a blindfold.

On the bed me and Sandra were having our fun. In this case, that meant Sandra face in the sheets, wrists cuffed behind her back, and with her ass up in the air. In my case that meant being buried cock deep in her, tugging at her hair like a leash with every thrust. The sounds she made were loud enough that I was half-certain my naughty **** would be able to hear us from the other room.

I paused briefly to regain my breath. Multiple rounds had left us both panting and red faced from the exertion. I stopped briefly to admire some of my handiwork from earlier. A pair of clear red hand prints etched into her backside that would soon become bruised. And on each cheek the word "WHORE" written in bold red letters.

Then, I went right back to work on her body. We ground into each other in sloppy lust. Technique had faded with exhaustion, and only the driving animal need for relief drew us on. Sandra must have cum for the eighth or ninth time, but I hardly even noticed. My own body was reaching it's own release. Even the reduced sensitivity from prior orgasms was not enough hold it back.

"Grrn.." I grunted. Then let loose again.

A moment later, we'd both collapsed on the bed. I worked my used condom off my dick and tossed it lazily on top of Sandra's still raised posterior. I watched the way it hung on top with lazy eyes. From the condom they swept back down to the rapidly bruising hand prints.

"Want ointment for that?" I asked. I crawled over to my girlfriend and pressed my lips for her forehead.

"Yes, please." She mewled in a spent voice.

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