I couldn’t stop thinking about him, Alex, his silly grin, his eyes, the way that he seemed to laugh so easily, his toned body and strong arms, I quickly try to think about something else because I don’t want to be thinking about Alex’s strength and the things I would like for him to do to me using that strength, not right now anyway, eating dinner with my parents is definitely not the right the time to be having those kind of thoughts.
I try to eat slowly and enjoy my meal but my mind keeps drifting back to the thoughts of Alex and the things I would get him to do to me, I decide to eat quicker so I can excuse myself from the dinner table rush to my room and lose myself in these thoughts. The thoughts of Alex keep intruding and I can feel myself squirming as my arousal steadily rises with every new fantasy that pops into my head.
“Are you ok Sophie?” My mom asks, I panic for a moment thinking she had somehow been able to sense what I was thinking about but I know that is ridiculous so I quickly decide to make up a story so I can leave the table, retreat to my bedroom and take care of all the things I’m feeling right now.
“I’m a little tired and not feeling too good.” I tell my mom and instantly she starts making a fuss asking about my symptoms trying to diagnose what is wrong with me, “mom I’m ok, I just need some rest.”
“Go get some rest then darling.” My dad says softly.
“Thank you daddy.” I say standing up slowly, “thanks for the meal.” I say to both my parents before taking my plates into the kitchen and then hurrying upstairs to my bedroom.
I don’t even make it even halfway up the stairs when Alex starts to invade my thoughts again, I imagine him holding me in his arms and both of us are naked, our bodies are pressed against each other and he has that smile on his face, the one that always makes me want to smile. The scene then changes and Alex is on top of me and I know he is pushing himself inside me, outside of my imagination I find myself slipping my hand into my trousers and panties, my hand lightly touches my pussy making me shiver and feeling how wet I am I know that my panties are soaked through.
I hurry into my room, only just remembering to close and lock it behind me as my thoughts continue to wander.
I fantasise about Alex reaching up and pinching my nipples before twisting them making me moan in pain and pleasure, as the fantasy plays out in my head I slip my free hand under my T shirt and pinch one of my nipples as my other hand continues to stroke the outside of my pussy.
I stop touching myself and quickly move over to my chest of draws open the underwear draw and from underneath my underwear I retrieve two clothes pegs that I had swiped when I had helped my mom hang the washing up on the washing line outside. I close my underwear draw and open a lower draw that holds all my trousers and skirts and remove a small black leather belt. I close the draw move to my bed and drop the clothes pegs and belt on it.
I move over to my school backpack take out the pencil case open it up and take out a compass that I throw onto my bed. I retrieve a small tub of icy hot that I also throw onto my bed, I then use a match to light a candle on my bedside cabinet.
I practically tear my T shirt off over my head before stripping off my bra and scrambling out of my trousers, I slip off my panties that as I had thought are completely soaked with the juices of my arousal, without a second thought I ball them up and shove them in my mouth to use as a makeshift gag.
Sitting on my bed I pick up one of the clothes pegs and clamp it onto one of my nipples making me moan softly into my pantie gag before repeating the process with the other clothes peg and my other nipple, I give both clothes pegs a tug partially to make sure they are firmly attached and partially because the motion sends little shocks through my breasts.
I pick up the compass off my bed and scrape the pointed end across my stomach and then trail quick sharp stabs down both of my thighs, right now I’m so aroused that all I want to do is bring myself to a wild orgasm but I hold myself back so I can indulge in my fantasies a little more first.
I start to gently stroke my pussy imagining that it isn’t my hand but Alex’s, I reach over to my bedside cabinet and pick up the candle, I start stroking my pussy quicker and quicker as I bring the candle towards my body. Still imagining that it’s Alex doing all of this to me and not myself I upturn the candle so the melted wax will drip onto my thighs and just as the wax connects I plunge two fingers inside myself.
The panties stuffed in my mouth muffle my cries as I continue to drip the hot wax all over my legs, stomach and breasts while also plunging my fingers in and out of my pussy. The wax stings as I drip it all over my body but the sensation just heightens my arousal and it doesn’t take me long to come very close to an orgasm but I don’t want to orgasm yet so I remove my fingers from my pussy and place the candle back on my bedside cabinet before reaching for the icy hot.
I opened the tub of icy hot and dip my finger into it drawing out a small amount of the ointment and without hesitation I rub it onto my clit. It doesn’t hurt at first but after a couple of seconds I start to feel it, unlike the wax it isn’t hot but it burns just the same. I have to clamp my hand over my mouth because even through my pantie gag my squealing would be obvious to either of my parents if they walked past my door.
The icy hot stings so much and I cant help but plunge the fingers of my hand not cover in icy hot into my pussy. While I fuck myself with my fingers I use my free had to pull a little on the clothes pegs attached to my nipples but they’ve gone numb and the sensation isn’t enough. I pull on one clothes peg hard and I keep pulling stretching my breast until I pull the peg off of my nipple, the sharp pinch as it slides off makes me groan loudly into my pantie gag and when I do the same with the other peg my moan is louder as the pain feels sharper than it did with my other nipple.
The blood rushes back into my nipples and with it feeling returns to them completely and they start to sting and ache. I pick up the small leather belt and as I do I shift my weight and the hand buried between my legs brushes against my clit and my attention is drawn away from my stinging nipples and back to the icy hot on my clit.
I am stunned for a moment from the stinging pain in both my nipples and my clit and all I can do is lie there not moving except for the rise and fall of my chest as I pant. I recover quickly and start moving my fingers again as I bring the leather belt down on my thigh, with the second strike of the belt I start to again imagine that it is Alex inflicting the pain and pleasure on me which turns me on even more.
I strike both of my thighs five times each before deciding to try striking somewhere else and I slap across my breasts hitting both nipples at the same time. The belt striking across both of my sore and stinging nipples at the same time is such blissful agony and before I know it an orgasm hits me like a train and I’m left lying on my bed shaking and sweating as I imagine that it was Alex who inflicted such pains and pleasure on me, the thoughts bring a drowsy blissful smile to my face.
I lie there for a minute shaking and panting with my fingers still buried inside my pussy but the stinging pain of the icy hot on my clit draws me out of my sleepy post orgasm bliss. I remove the panties from my mouth and throw them into the wash basket before hurriedly moving around the room placing all my makeshift toys back where they belong, I blow out the candle and slip into my pyjamas before heading to the bathroom to wash the icy hot off of my clit.
As I go about washing myself and getting ready for bed my mind keeps wandering back to Alex and I know I have to stay away from him, every time I’m around him all I can think about is him grabbing me around the throat slapping me and forcing his cock deep inside me, I cant stand it as it makes me feel like a slut and a freak, I’m certain that if I told him how I felt and about the things I want him to do to me he wouldn’t understand and would freak out, it was that or stay away from him, either way I would lose his friendship, I didn’t want to think about that right now so I simply wouldn’t.
I washed up and went to bed, as I lay in bed the last thing that entered my mind was an image of Alex, he was smiling, he had one hand wrapped around my throat and he was using the other to pinch my nipples. I know that as I finally drifted off to sleep I have a smile on my face.