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Whipped	By : This_is_The_Phantom_Lady Category: S through Z > Sherlock (BBC) > Sherlock (BBC) Views: 3753 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: This contains major triggers for people with issues with self-harm. I do not own or profit on any official BBC Sherlock characters or any other part of BBC Sherlock.

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I was waiting for her; lying on the bed naked with my legs and arms outstretched; ready for her to shackle me. I was slowly learning that this was the ‘default setting’.
I agreed with myself I’d be a good girl tonight. I would do whatever she wanted from me… I wasn’t going to be afraid… just go with the flow… Let it happen.
When she finally came in she casually dropped a purple velvet pouch on the bed between my legs and towered over the edge of it; watching me…
I imagined what I looked like to her sprawled… spread out like that.
I wanted to know what was in the pouch… but I was sure I would know in due time. Patience… patience…
“Touch yourself” she instructed me dryly.
My eyes widened… this was the stark opposite of what I expected. She shot me a look when I wasn’t moving and my fingers obediently found my clit.
I rubbed in slow circles looking at her; knowing my eyes were full of questions.
“Make yourself wet, then slowly insert a finger when you feel ready” She was calmly directing me. My body felt so warm and I felt my breathing get faster with every breath… it didn’t take long before I was wet.
I slipped my index finger into myself; letting it stay as she hadn’t given me further instructions… I allowed her to take full control of my body.
“That’s enough” my hand moved away from my now wet and wanton sex… so many things had been stirred and I felt the slight vibration of natural forces. My hand went back to the position and now she shackled me.
I was helpless… and in a way I actually felt calm. I was well aware of how different this was to the first night.
She finally revealed what the pouch was hiding. A black cock shaped dildo with a mushroom head. A bit bigger than the ‘average’ size I had owned.
“Let’s see about the tightness” She seemed amused.
She approached me and for a second my body was betraying the agreement I had made with myself. My legs stiffened…
“Open wide sweetie, it’s going in either way… I suggest you make yourself comfortable” she ran the tip of it up and down my slit; allowing it to soak up some of my juices. My hips moved with her; reacting.
She moved it down and I felt her put pressure as it was lining up with my entrance… having heard her advice I took a deep breath and relaxed. Her other hand rested on my pubic bone.
The rubber cock was relentless. And she wasn’t kind. In one long movement it was inside of me; my walls gripping it tightly and my hips bucking. I gasped for air…
“Shhh” she shushed me. I sucked my lip into my mouth. “This should make it easier to bear” She actually seemed to have pity on me…
My walls were burning slightly; trying helplessly to adjust to the rigid thing that had penetrated me. She turned the vibrator on… she was right...
The vibrations helped to lubricate and my stretched walls slowly forgave.
“Just as I hoped… I’ll have fun stretching you” It was a smirk. A pleased woman who stood before me; watching me squirm.
My body was feeling strong waves taking over from within.
I was her plaything… but at the moment my head was empty… I closed my eyes and knew I couldn’t fight the orgasm that washed through me. I moaned loudly into my lip.
“Good night, Mira” she winked at me as soon as I was calming down again. My breath becoming almost normal… the dildo was still inside me; vibrating away happily.
She was leaving me… Could my body even handle an entire night like that? Was that humanly possible?
“Thank you Miss. A” I squeaked as the heavy vibrations were taking me high again.
She laughed and closed the door.

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In the darkness I could truly appreciate the full extend of the vibrations. It spread through my walls, to my hip, to my stomach and my legs even… my skin fluttering and burning hot.
I was writhing, but not to get away… the second orgasm started and my body couldn’t hold still. It wanted to prolong the pleasure for as long as possible.
My hips were rocking, dancing even; my legs trying to squeeze tighter around the thing inside me; my back arching and my hands testing the shackles. I wanted to rub that amazing tickle… oh god!!
I lost count of how many times I came, and eventually I felt limp and I must have fallen asleep…

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I woke up and the feeling between my legs was intense… it was a tickle beyond description; no movement I could make could ease it.
I was whimpering; writhing, grinding, clenching and unclenching. I was desperately losing my mind! I tried to rock and grind, but it couldn’t help it…
Finally my body started to respond, the warm waves of pleasure washing rhythmically through me.
Just as I was finally slowing down again the door opened and in she came… she was in a long robe; probably her night time attire.
She didn’t speak a word to me; she just walked over to the bed and pulled the toy from my sobbing wet and slippery pussy. I gasped for air; feeling my body try to follow it… reluctantly having to lose the sensation.
The way she was taking it from me; it seemed no different than removing a thermometer.
She left with it, holding it carefully with her nails, as it was soaked in my personal juices.
My dirty, filthy bodily fluids. Yuck.
It was a sinking feeling that hit me suddenly.
It felt like being hit with a bucket of ice water… reality.
I could smell the sweet thick scent of the juices in the room and the slightly sticky sensation between my legs. I felt so awfully dirty and gross.
My stomach was turning slowly; I started to sob… I wanted a shower. I wanted to get away from all this… and I couldn’t.
I was stuck.
‘Pink!’
It never made it past my lips. Something was holding it back. It was all I had to do… that simple word and I could be under hot water with soaps and perfumes…
‘You made your bed, now you must lie in it!’.
Ugh. Why did that stupid voice always win?
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