What'd I do Last Night by Dr. Filth


He left her an e-mail outlining the things he'd like to do, starting with a
shave and ending with a foreplay session in the computer room. What was to
follow all this was undetermined. As she was reading the letter he prepared the
bedroom, getting the shave material ready, lighting the candle, compiling all
the toys he would use, or he would have her use. As she disrobed and lay back
on the bed he smiled to himself thinking how far they had come in the last
year. At one time she'd insisted she'd never shave again after the irritation
of having her hair grow back in following the birth of their children. He never
pushed her on it, he had a maxim he felt was the key to success in anything you
did: You gotta wanna do it!
But somehow, and he doesn't even remember, she relinquished and he had shaved
her pussy clean. Of course, that now seemed like child's play. 
His hands were cold and she giggled and squirmed as he applied the cream.
Carefully he trimmed the patch on her mound, leaving the small triangle of hair
they were trying to grow. He didn't know if it would make it because some night
he was sure to want to see it disappear under the blade. But for now he left
it, shaving around it, taking great care as he did the area around her clit.
She lifts one leg and spreads it so he can do her thigh and pussy lips. He
loved this part, dragging the blade across her fair skin, then holding her
thin, butterflied, inner lips back.  Taking the time to press against her clit
and spreading some of her juice, the blade scraping her thick outer lips clean
of all hair, circling over the top of her mound making sure there was no
stubble at that point. He repeats the process on the other side, playing with
her lips as he folds them back and forth over her slit. Finished he cleans the
cream from her pussy and pours some oil into his hand to warm it before
spreading it over her mound, along her thighs, down to her ass, finger sliding
into her ass as he tugs at her crotch. 
Now it was time to get 'dressed'. He had picked out the outfit himself and he
wanted this to be a cheesy, sleazy, no holds barred night, so he went for the
satin slit-bra and crotchless panties, in black. After she dons the outfit he
lays her back on the bed, running his hands over her breasts, nipples already
hard, then down along her belly, cupping her pussy. Lifting one leg he draws
her charcoal nylons up from her ankle, over her calves, to the top of her
thighs, the back of his hand pressing against her pussy as he adjusts them. He
stretches out her other leg, looking down at her spread pussy as he slowly
slides the nylon up her thigh. Next, he hands her the ben-wah balls and asks
her to insert them while he kneels in front of her crotch. She slides the first
ball over her clit, parting her lips then she pushes gently and the ball
disappears into her pink, wet cunt. From this position she's having a little
trouble inserting the second ball. He helps by pressing his tongue against the
plastic globe and easing it into her pussy. He follows with his finger, moving
it back and forth like a little vibrator until the balls settle, having found a
comfortable spot in her soft flesh. He loved using toys, not because they were
a tool for having an orgasm, but because they made you think about what you
were doing, they made you face your sexuality. It's not an accident when you're
sliding two plastic balls into your cunt; you have to admit you're up to
something nasty.
He moves her into the computer room, asks her to take her robe off. Placing the
blindfold over her eyes he now has her where he wants her; she can't see what's
coming next and she's about to become his little fuck-toy. His eyes have
adjusted well to the candle-lit room and he sits her back on the chair, pillow
behind her back for support. Picking up the rope he moves behind her and slides
the rough (but not too rough) cord under her breasts.  He absolutely loves this
part where her breasts bulge as he tightens the grip of the rope. He loops it
behind the chair then back around her tits, crossing between her breasts so
both her tits are bound tight, nipples protruding from the slit in her black
satin bra. Back around the back of the chair he pulls the rope tight, then
moves under the chair legs, using the ends of the rope to secure her ankles. He
stands back to look, his cock getting hard as he spies her nipples, rock hard,
goose-pimply, poking out from her bra. He kneels before her, pulling her
panties and sliding his finger along her wet slit. "Touch yourself," he tells
her, "play with your clit for me." Her hand moves to her crotch, fingers
lightly rubbing her clit. "I'll be back in a second," he says, as he leaves the
room to get supplies. She continues to rub her clit, sitting there in the dark,
tied to the chair. He waits a minute, leaving her alone so she can feel how
vulnerable she is. He returns with the riding crop and brings it down hard over
her distended nipples, smacking both breasts with the whip. She keeps fingering
her clit as he whips the insides of both her thighs. He knows she's not likely
to make herself come in this situation, it's so new, neither of them know how
they're going to respond to it. But she feels good, fingers parting her lips,
her juice lubricating her pussy, as he kneels before her to watch, once in
awhile licking at her clit for her enjoyment. He finds the string to the
ben-wah balls and tugs one half-way out so it's spreading the opening to her
cunt while she rubs her button. Then he pulls them out, first one, stopping
while she rubs, then the second, and she sighs as her pussy is emptied.
Standing beside her he takes his cock from his pants and rubs the head against
her nipple, smearing his pre-cum over her tit. He wasn't what you could call a
'breast-man', not in the conventional sense anyway. He liked them small, but he
loves the look of her breasts, bound and bulging, with rock hard nipples.
"Just a second," he says as he leaves her alone again, her hand still rubbing
her clit. He has no idea what she's thinking, but he feels she likes the
situation. He leaves her for awhile to heighten the sensation and returns with
a vibrator. Turning it on he slides it between her lips then drags it up and
places it right on her button. He knows the vibration is too intense to allow
her to relax and come, but he presses it against her anyway, letting her
squirm.
Handing her the vibrator her picks up the crop again. He whips her tits and
thighs as she applies the toy to her pussy.  Once again he leaves the room and
he's sure she's starting to get edgy but he has something else in mind to do
while he has her so nicely restrained. "I know you like to suck," he tells her
when he returns. Taking the vibrator from her hand he puts it aside as he
slides the chocolate popsicle between her lips. She wets it nicely and he pulls
it out, running it over her nipple. As tightly bound as her tits are, as hard
as her nipples already are, he marvels as they grow and get even harder. Icy
cold popsicle over her other nipple, she's groaning. He runs it down the middle
of her chest as she continues to moan, over her stomach, then between her pussy
lips. It's too cold to stay very long, but he drags it back over her clit for a
second, before returning to her breasts. The chocolate is melting on her skin
and he leans over to lick it up, biting her cold, hard nipples. Next he takes
the candle jar in his hand and slowly pours the hot wax onto her nipples. She
moans even louder. He alternates between the popsicle and the wax. One cools
and soothes her tightly bound tits, the other stings a little as it coats her
chest with a thin wax covering. Her tits are fucking lovely, bulging, goose
bumps on her nipples, large and hard. The wax covers her breast like a second
skin. Her whole chest is one sopping wet mix of chocolate and cherry wax. He
picks up the crop again and smacks her tits hard, wax cracking and peeling. The
sight of this so excites him he continues to coat her tits, then smack them
with the crop. Burying his face in her chest he bites her nipples hard as she
presses up to meet him. Then he kneels down between her legs, lapping at her
clit, sucking her juice from her cunt before he gets up to free her from the
ropes.  With the ropes still loosely wound around her body he takes a seat on
the chair and has her straddle him, while facing him. Her loosened tits are
swaying as she climbs onto his cock. It easily finds its way into her pussy as
she slides up onto his lap. She wraps her hands around his neck and impales
herself on his cock. His hands are on her breasts, grabbing hard, pulling her
towards him. Breasts all wax covered, sticky with chocolate, rope marks around
the top and underneath. Pinching her nipples in his fists he pulls her hard
toward him, watching her as she gyrates her hips to slide back and forth on his
cock. Then he lets her up and turns her around so she can sit on him facing
away, but only for awhile. This is more than enough for starters, and they do
have a movie to watch. They move to the shower to clean up. 
After the movie it's time to get back to bed. She's lying down as he climbs
onto her. "So what does my little fuck-slut want now?" he asks. "You've been
such a good girl letting me defile you, but I know you don't want to be treated
like a good girl." She giggles as he rubs his cock along her thigh.  He licks
her neck and slides down her back until his face is buried in her ass.  He
presses his tongue into her asshole as she pushes back to meet him. Opening his
mouth he gobbles her ass, and part of her pussy, biting down on her crotch. Her
cunt is wet, as in, again, as in, always. He climbs back up her back and slides
his cock into her pussy. "You see how easy it is to be a slut?" he tells her.
"And you're so good at it. But I want you to do something for me." He gets up
and has her stand beside him as he bends over the bed. "Slide this into my
ass," he says as he hands her the anal plug. He helps her out by spreading some
lube over the plug and over his ass before he bends down. His cock is dangling
between his legs, semi-erect, pressed against the mattress. She tentatively,
and slowly, places the head of the plug against his asshole. She is worried
about hurting him, and he wishes she wouldn't be. "Is that o.k.," she asks, "I
don't want to hurt you." He tells her it's just fine as she presses it deeper
into his ass. She bends over his cheeks, kissing him, licking him, her head
going under his legs to lick at his balls. Then, still pressing the plug into
his ass she grabs at his cock, sliding her fingers over the head, and it feels
great. She is still tentative with the plug and he wishes she would fuck him
with it. She gets a little more assertive as she presses it deep into his ass.
He stands and she asks, "Can you hold it in?" He has an idea as he reaches into
the laundry hamper and pulls out a pair of her white satin thongs, sliding them
over his legs and pulling them tight. The ass-strap holds the plug in easily,
his cock and balls bound tight at the front as she rubs her palm over him. He
lays back on the bed, lifting his legs as she moves her mouth down to his cock,
biting his shaft through the satin, then biting the head of his cock as he
pulls her hair and pushes her face into his crotch.  This is great, he thinks,
as her tongue traces along the seam of the thongs, sliding over his balls, then
down to his ass where she pushes against the plug. Now he wants to fuck her. He
stands up and takes a position behind her.  Picking up the rope he circles her
breasts with them again, then turns her around, pulling tight on the rope, like
a reign. He bends her over the bed and slides his cock into her pussy. She
moans "oh,yes" as he drives deep into her cunt. He rides her hard, and fast,
pulling on the ropes, squeezing her tits as he drives her into the bed. His
cock and balls are being squeezed by the satin thong, the plug still deep in
his ass. She likes the hard fuck, but you can't do it forever(g). He pulls out
and coats her asshole with lube. Then he takes the plug from his ass, cleaning
it off with a moist towel (they always seem to have moist towels at the ready).
He coats it with cherry lube and pushes it fast and hard into her ass. Then,
taking the ropes in hand again he begins to fuck her all over. His cock pounds
into her cunt as he pulls hard on the ropes, slamming her as she continues to
moan her approval. Then, releasing the ropes, he reaches to her ass and holds
the plug against his belly. He loves this part, cock sliding in and out of her
pussy as the plug slides in and out of her ass. She pushes back hard, he can
feel his cock hitting her uterus, and each time it  does she moans louder.
"You're gonna wish you fucked me hard when you had the chance," he says, as he
continues to pound her ass and cunt. He pulls back, removing the plug and
putting it aside. He replaces it with his cock, driving deep and hard into her
ass. He tightens the rope around her breasts and pulls hard, riding his lovely
fuck-toy harder and harder. She is still groaning 'oh,yes' and he wonders how
much she can take. Apparently, as 
much as he can dish out.
He pulls out of her ass and cleans his cock off, turning her around and
throwing her back onto the bed. He raises her legs and slides his cock into her
pussy as her hands immediately go to her clit. She bucks and rocks as she rubs
her button and meets his every thrust. 
He uses the rope again across her breasts, leaning down to bite her bound
nipples as she plays with her clit. He circles her tit with the rope and pulls
tight. She moans and rubs some more. Then he wraps one end of the rope around
her ankle, still fucking her as she fingers her button. He loops the rope over
the bed-post, then takes the other length of it to tie her other ankle. With
her legs spread wide he pulls on the rope and fucks her hard. She seems to be
liking this as he kneels between her thighs and starts to suck and lick her
hard clit, running his tongue up it's short shaft, sucking it between his lips,
biting lightly. He pulls the rope again and she moans, pulling her lips back so
her clit is open and exposed, though he needs no help finding it. He stands to
fuck her a little more but feels he's about to come and pulls out. To his
surprise, as he kneels down, he shoots a small amount of cum onto his calf,
with no orgasm yet. Lapping at her cunt he slides a finger into her pussy and
one into her ass. She rides his fist to orgasm as he sucks her clit. As her
orgasm subsides he slides his tongue into her pussy, over her urethra. "Are you
going to squirt for me?" he asks, as she squeezes her muscles and pisses into
his mouth. He spits the warm water onto her stomach, spreading it over her
chest with his hands. "Give me some more," he asks, and another stream flows
into his mouth as he swallows. Then again as he bends her up so her pee flows
from her pussy onto her stomach and over her breasts. He drops her down.  Legs
still spread he stands to fuck her again. Her pussy is lovely, lips flowered
and spread, clit hard poking out from it's hood. He pulls his cock out and
holds it at the opening to her pussy, spitting his load onto her lips, but
still without orgasm. Then he slides into her tight, warm, wet pussy as he
starts to come, from deep inside his crotch, a lovely feeling passing over his
entire body, centered  on the head of his cock. He leans over to kiss her, then
picks up the towel and dries her off before climbing back into bed, amazed at
the filth, but satiated, for now.