Mounted on the Broom

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Mounted on the BroomYou have gone to the hardware and bought a broom. The purpose of the broom is not to clean your apartment. Instead, its purpose is to provide you with yet another way to torment your body for our mutual pleasure. Namely, after cutting its handle to the right length and trimming its bristles so that their ends form a sharp ridge, you are going to introduce that prickly ridge into the tender cleft between your labia and stand with the broom suspended between your crotch and the floor. You have taken care to cut the handle so that you will have to either stand on your toes or allow the bristles to dig into the folds of exquisitely sensitive flesh that nature has designed for an entirely different sort of invasion. You will remain mounted on the broom until you achieve an orgasm induced by the unrelenting and cruel kiss that the bristles will give to your clitoris. During your time on the broom, I insist that you be acutely conscious of the image that you are making. This is not to be only an erotically charged form of self-immolation, it is to be an opportunity foryou to appreciate just how beautiful the female body can be when itsoccupant willingly submits herself to pain in the pursuit of sexualpleasure. To heighten your experience as well for my own, I first accompany you intothe bathroom and give you a protracted, warm bath into which I have put arose scented bath oil. While you loll in the bath, I scrupulously scrubyour body, paying particular attention to the region that will soon bevisited by the head of the broom. Using my fingers, I open your labia andstroke the stalk of your clitoris until it emerges and protrudes slightlyfrom its fleshy nest. Your head drops back into the water as I continue,but I do not allow you the gratification that the flexing of bahis siteleri your pelvisand lower belly indicate you are seeking. When I see that you have entereda dreamy state in which you are sexually excited but reconciled to mydenial of consummation, I lift you out of the bath, stand you in front ofthe bathroom mirror, and dry you off. Once you are dry, I spend a longtime first brushing and then plaiting your hair into a thick pigtail thatwill hang over your right shoulder. Finally, I dust your warm body with athin layer of powder that gives your skin a lovely, dusky tone.Having prepared your body, I lead you naked into the bedroom and place youa few feet in front of the full length mirror there. Because I want toemphasize your acceptance of the ordeal that you are about to experience,after fetching the broom, I hand it to you. With a look of intenseconcentration on your face, you grasp the handle just below the broom headwith your right hand. Spreading your legs a little, you use the fingers ofyour left hand to separate your labia while you gingerly introduce the bristlesinto the moist envelope where they will be lodged for the duration. Onceyou have them seated, you close your legs, rise onto your toes, and lowerthe broom handle until it rests against the inner sides of your thighs andits end is touching the floor.I cannot help but be impressed by both the grace with which you performthis perverse exercise and the effect that it has on your image. After youhave got the broom in place, you draw back your shoulders and thrust yourbreasts forward. Standing on your toes, the muscles in your legs and hipsare visible beneath the femininely soft layer of flesh that covers them.Your look of concentration has been replaced by a smile of satisfaction,and, as if to perfect the image canlı bahis that you see in the mirror, you raise yourarms and clasp your hands behind your head. Briefly, you shift your gazeand stare at my reflection with a look that is a marvelous combination ofdefiance and acquiescence. In response, I step forward and run my handsalong the firm columns of your straining legs and the taut mounds of yourbuttock. Under my fingers, I can feel a slight trembling as your musclesbegin to tire. After several minutes, the trembling increases and themuscles in your calves begin to cramp. I watch with fascination as youweigh in your mind the relief that lowering your body will give your legsversus the punishment that your clitoris will receive from the bristles.Your initial, tentative experiments convince you that the burningsensation in your muscles is preferable to the prickling sensation in yourvulva. However, as time passes, I notice that your priorities begin tochange. You spend longer and longer periods with the bristles penetratingdeeper and deeper into your crotch.Finally, you lower your heels to the floor and stand flat on your feet. Asa consequence, the bristles are now pressing hard into the delicate fleshon the insides of your labia and the hood of your clitoris. As evidencedby your gasps and the tears in your eyes, the resulting combination of painand sexual stimulation is overwhelming. For a while, you hold your bodyrigidly still as you absorb these sensations. However, once you come to terms with them, you body begins to move in a subtle, highlysensual dance. Using the broom head as a fulcrum, your pelvis moves back and forth, thereby subtly shifting the bristles embedded inyour vulva. Previously, your tummy had been sucked in and flat, but now ithas swelled into a firm, güvenilir bahis round contour that expands and contracts in unisonwith the swaying of your pelvis. When, through your tears, a look thatreflects bliss more than pain appears on your features, I know that youhave figured out a way of achieving orgasm by impaling your clitoris on thespikes that your labia are enveloping. Though inevitable, your climax willbe slow in coming, but in the meantime, you will be treating both of us toa sight that is as aesthetically pleasing as it is erotically potent. It takes you five minutes to reach orgasm, and you are exhausted by the timethat you do. I clasp your wilting body and gently extract the broom frombetween your shivering legs. The bristles are coated with yoursecretions. Hoisting you onto my shoulder, I carry you into the livingroom and d**** you front down over the back of a chair. Your vulva is alivid pink and your labia are puffy but remain spread in what appears to bean open invitation. My penis is already fully erect from watching yourperformance on the broom, and the walls of your vagina are slick when Iintroduce my erection into your welcoming body. Your excitement is soonrekindled by my presence in your interior, but, after your earlier orgasm,you are satisfied to let it be stoked slowly. Sensing that our couplingwill be protracted, I reach under your body and cup your pendulous breastsin my hands. Mindful of the residual soreness of your vulva, I use yourbreasts as handles to rock your body back and forth so that your vaginalsheath massages my penis. I would like our union to continue indefinitely,but eventually my body becomes impatient and demands release.Unable to resist the seductive milking that your vaginal contractions isgiving my penis, I ejaculate deep into your receptive body and,without withdrawing, slump forward over your bent back. With my lipsnuzzling the soft hairs on the back of your neck, I whisper my gratitudefor the sacrifice that you made to give us such mutual pleasure.

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