picture to words

I often stumble upon images that move me. They stir an image of a story within my mind. I decided to try something new here. It’s what I call “Picture to Words.” I find an image, post it here and write a story or passage that was inspired from this simple image.

This particular image was found here

Sylvanus and Kyra had made the arrangements weeks ago. We all could barely wait for the time to come and here it is. It had been an exhausting journey and we are thankful that we are able to check into the hotel room with no delays. It is more of a suite really.  We all decided to splurge and get the best. Why not? First time, all together in a new city, what more could you ask for?

The bed is large enough for 3 people to fit comfortably. It has big fluffy pillows with an equally plush comforter. I giggle as I run towards the bed and jump onto it. Kyra smiles as Sylvanus brings the luggage in. He sets it down and walks towards the  bed.

“It is the perfect height,” he comments as he stands next to the bed. “Just right for naughty play.”

“Remove your clothes, Mina.” says Kyra. “You know pets should not wear clothes, especially not behind closed doors.”

I get out of the bed and step down to the floor. I remove my clothes as quickly as I can. I unzip my sundress and it falls to the floor around my ankles. I feel Kyra grab my two braids as I step out of my fallen sundress. “The shoes can stay,” she says as she places my hair in a bun.

Sylvanus has unpacked the suitcase of “toys”. He approaches me with my collar in hand. I feel him wrap the leather around my neck and buckle it into place. The sent intoxicates my nostrils. I am nude now, except for the shoes. Kyra chuckles as she approaches me with her bondage rope. With one flick of her wrist, it easily unravels to the floor. She takes one end and ties it off at the D-ring on my collar. Satisfied with her knot, she pulls me onto the bed.

“Lie as far back, mina.” She orders. I lay myself down and move closer to the headboard. This particular headboard was made of wrought iron bars. Perfect for the type of play we do.

Kyra grabs the rope and loops it around one of the bars above my head. She pulls tightly and my collar pulls against my throat and underneath my chin. She ties a knot and grabs my left hand. Quickly she loops the rope over and binds my wrist to the far left bar. Tying off another knot, she loops the rope back over and takes my right hand, binding my wrist to the far right bar. I’m helpless as far as my upper body is concerned. My arms are spread wide and I can barely move my head from side to side. The thickness of the collar prevents it.

“Thank you, Kyra.” Sylvanus smirks. “I do believe our fuck toy is ready for us.”

Sylvanus unzips his slacks and lets them slide down to his knees. He gets onto the bed, grabbing my ankles with each hand. His cock is hard and it’s dripping precum. I can barely see him from my angle but I want his cock. My cunt throbs and I can feel the moisture gather.

Taking my two ankles and placing them together, he rolls me back. My feet coming close to my head. I feel my circulation and breath being cut off. I feel his hard cock pressed up against my cunt hole. He thrusts into me and I yelp. He rolls me back, my ankles settle on each shoulder. His hands on the front of each thigh help him thrust in and out of me. I watch him as he fucks me. I love it when he uses me. I get lost with each thrust of his cock. I want to cum.

“My turn,” I hear Kyra say from beside me. She pulls her thong down and steps out of them. She is wearing a beautiful black and white dress. The skirt is loose and fans out much like a sundress does. Her thong is the only thing she takes off. Hiking up her dress, she straddles my face. “I get to use my fuck toy as well.”

She faces away from Sylvanus and uses the bars to steady herself. Her dress is draped around me. My top half is completely covered by it. I truly am just a fuck toy now.

Kyra lowers herself until her pussy meets my open mouth. She does not need to say a word, I know what I am to do. I begin licking her. I find the hard bud between her soft lips and I flick it with my tongue. Kyra grinds hard into my face. I can barely breathe, but my arousal keeps me going.

Below me, Sylvanus is pounding me hard. My whole body jerks forward and my nipples continually brush against the fabric of Kyra’s dress. I moan deeply into Kyra’s pussy and she responds with her own moans. The two of them use me as a vessel. Back and forth I am being passed. One thrust from Sylvanus equals one good grind for Kyra.

Sylvanus’s moans grow louder as his hold tightens on my legs. He uses his arms to brace himself and pull me farther into him. His cock drives deeper within me. My moans get louder with his, which causes Kyra’s body to respond. Her moans grow louder as well.

Sylvanus grits his teeth as he thrusts himself one last time deep inside me. I feel his cock throb his cum into my cunt. My mouth hungrily laps at Kyra’s pussy. Her arousal grows stronger with the sound of Sylvanus’s orgasm. Her hands grip the bars of the bed, her knuckles turning white as she grinds harder down onto my face. I am helpless to her lust. My tongue laps her as she uses my mouth for her pleasure.

She begins grinding harder and faster as her head is thrown back. She howls her orgasm to the ceiling as the first wave of pleasure begins. Her moisture gathers at my lips and I taste her sex. Over and over she contracts against my mouth. Her howls turn into screams, turn into moans. I drink up her juices and lick her clean.

“That’s right pet.” She pants. “Make sure I am nice and clean for dinner.”

I feel Sylavnus pull out of me as I lick her clean. His cum spills out, between my ass cheeks and down onto the perfectly plush comforter. Kyra gets up and I am hit with a wave of cool air. I breathe it in. Kyra unties me from the bed. My arms regain their feeling. I stretch my body and Sylvanus approaches me. “Suck it, my love.” His voice is warm and soothing. “Make me clean for dinner.”

I take his cock into my mouth and suck him. He is a mix of his cum and my sex. I love tasting the two of us together. He pulls away and I feel Kyra tug on my collar. She has left the rope attached. I follow her movements to the end of the bed. She looks to the floor and I immediately sit myself at her feet. She smiles as she begins tying the rope to the edge of the bed post. She ties me off, not leaving enough length for me to hop back onto the bed without being extremely uncomfortable.

Sylvanus throws one of the big fluffy pillows down to me.

“Maybe we’ll bring you a doggy bag,” Kyra laughs, as the two of them head out the hotel room door.

I sit on my pillow, leashed to my owners’ bed. Sylvanus’s cum dripping out of me. Kyra’s taste on my face. I smile and await their return. My tummy growling just a little.

~ by Mina on April 2, 2009.