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Difficult Decisions

I find myself restrained to a gynecologist’s chair, my legs strapped into stirrups that leave me splayed open and helpless while my arms are held in place above my head.

I hear the door to the room open as he walks in with a devious smile on his face. “Hi there, pretty girl. You ready to have some fun?” He’s still fully clothed, looking like he stepped out from a boardroom meeting with his collared shirt sleeves rolled up to his elbows and his slacks that fit him perfectly. I smile back at him, “Hi honey, what do you have planned this time?”

He grins and doesn’t answer as he approaches me, reaching out a hand to brush gently against my hair before dropping a soft kiss on my forehead, “We’re gonna play a little game today…”

I feel a shiver of excitement creep up my spine when I think about the last time we played a game. He pulls away from me and I watch him walk out of my field of vision, hearing him rustling around.

His voice reaches me from across the room, “Now I know you have a bad habit of being indecisive. And normally, I love that about you and I’m more than happy to make decisions for you. But today, you’re really going to practice your decision making skills. Because I’m going to be presenting you with a variety of different things to choose from. And if you don’t choose, I will, and I promise, it won’t be nearly as fun for you if I choose for you. And your first decision happens right now: blindfold or gag?”

My mind races to process everything he just said as I strain my neck to try to see him. “Wait, what? I don’t know!” My voice pitches with confusion as I watch him walk towards me.

“Tsk tsk tsk, come on, pretty girl. Pick one, either I blindfold you or I gag you. Which one? Choose before I choose for you,” he says, holding up my two options for me to see.

I feel my body react as I come to terms with what’s happening. He’s going to ruin me tonight but he’s going to make me choose how he does it. And every part of my body tightens with anticipation. I can feel my pussy throbbing and I know I’m already dripping wet.

“Blindfold,” I say, my voice shaking slightly. I see him smirk before he stalks towards me, bringing the soft cloth around my head to cover my eyes. I shudder slightly as my vision goes black.

He brings his mouth to my ear and murmurs softly, “Good girl, see that wasn’t so hard was it? Time for another decision, where do you want my mouth? On your hard achy nipples or your swollen little clit?” I whimper in response, feeling my body clench.

“On my clit please, daddy,” I whisper softly. I hear him chuckle before he presses his lips gently against mine and drops soft kisses down towards my drippy pussy. I feel his large, warm hands come up to rest against my thighs, and without any other warning, his licks a long stripe along my clit.

I let out a whimper as the feeling overwhelms me as he continues to focus his attention and tongue on my most sensitive part. My hips are arching desperately against him, trying to get closer to him but the restraints are too tight and offer no slack.

He pulls away for a brief moment to taunt me, “Aw pretty girl, does that feel good? You like having daddy’s tongue on your clit hm? Keep making pretty sounds for me, just like that.” His voice wrap around me and I moan in response, too turned on to formulate words to reply.

His mouth feels like magic against me as he sucks my clit with just the right amount of pressure before nipping me softly in a way that makes me whine from pained pleasure.

“Another decision for you, pretty girl. You want my fingers inside of your wet little pussy or that tight ass of yours?” He purrs deviously.

“I, ah, in my pussy, please!” I cry out without even really thinking, all I want is to feel him fill me up. My voice tapers off into a scream when he slams two fingers into my cunt without hesitation.

He curls them, finding my g-spot with heart-stopping accuracy that makes me arch my back and moan loudly. “Yeah, you like that don’t you, pretty girl? Come on, scream for me, that’s it, show me who owns this fucking cunt.” He matches the tempo of his thrusting fingers with his words as he forces my body into submission. I can feel the first inklings of an orgasm starting to form when he bends down to reclaim my clit in his mouth, drawing a high keening wail out of my mouth.

The feeling of his mouth on my clit and his fingers in my pussy are pulling desperate pants and moans out of my mouth as I feel myself chasing after an orgasm that’s fast approaching.

“Please, daddy, please, ah fuck, it feels so good, please can I cum?” I beg, my voice trembling with want and need.

His mouth leaves my clit to give me an answer that makes me want to cry. “Oh no, not yet, pretty girl. Cumming isn’t an option in your next choice. You’re just going to have to hold back that orgasm for me. Can you be a good girl and do that for me?” His voice is tinged with mockery as he scissors his fingers in and out of me with blinding accuracy.

I can feel tears welling up in my eyes as I tense my body, trying to stave off the orgasm that’s building to almost unbearable heights. “Please, please, please, I can’t, I can’t, please daddy,” I babble between moans and whines.

“Pretty girl, I know you can. Be good for me, darling, I promise it’ll be worth it. Look at you, all mindless and desperate, so fucking perfect,” he presses his lips against mine as his fingers maintain their tempo on my pussy, his thumb replacing his tongue against my clit.

I can taste myself on him and I lose myself in the kiss, feeling my head spin from all of the different sensations he’s forcing me to endure. I feel the knot in my stomach tighten as I try my hardest to keep from cumming, trying so, so hard to be a good girl for him.

He breaks away from my lips and trails his mouth down my neck and collarbone, leaving soft kisses that are so gentle and so starkly contrasted with how brutal his fingers are pounding into my cunt. I can feel my body teetering on the brink, every cell in my body focusing on holding off my orgasm so I can be his good girl.

Just as I feel my control slipping, he pulls his fingers from my pussy and lands a single, harsh slap against me, striking my clit with a wretched accuracy that makes me scream and startles me away from the edge.

I hear him laugh and feel him pull away from my body. I’m panting and shaking as my body comes down from its high.

“Another choice for you to make, pretty girl. Do you want your pretty little clit pumped or clamped?”

I whimper softly and shake my head. “Wait, please, I can’t, it’ll be too much, please, daddy!”

“Pick now, or I pick and I promise I will make it so much worse,” he growls at me, wrapping a hand around my throat to drive home his point.

I gasp and whisper, “Pump, please.”

He laughs and tightens his hand around my neck, “See, was that so difficult?” His releases my neck and I feel his lips meet mine in a soft touch that is so different from his previous actions. When he pulls away, his voice is soft and caring, “You okay, honey? Do you remember our safe word?”

I nod and smile softly, “I’m okay, I promise I’ll use it if I need it.”

“Good,” his touch is gentle against my hair as I feel him drop another kiss on my head. His fingers trail down my body and brush gently against my clit, making me gasp and whine.

He lands another hard slap against my pussy that makes me shriek before he pulls away completely and I hear him rustling around across the room. I shift as best as I can in the chair, my mind racing, knowing that what comes next might break me.

I jump slightly when I feel his hand run up along my thigh before coming to stroke my clit softly. I moan in response and gasp when I feel the hard ridges of the pump nudge my clit. I’m so dripping wet that he doesn’t need any lube to seal the pump around my sensitive nub.

“I’m going to make you scream, pretty girl,” he coos at me before giving the pump its first squeeze. The tightness overwhelms me immediately, and I arch up uselessly, letting out a sharp moan.

He laughs and gives another pump of the device, the feeling of the suction making my clit burn with painful pleasure. “Look at that pink little clit, all pretty and sensitive, yeah? That drippy pussy is all mine, isn’t it? Mine to play with whenever I fucking want,” he hums at me as he pumps a third time.

I’m gasping and trembling now, my brain too scrambled to think properly as I let out desperate cries. Suddenly, a blinding stab of painful pleasure shoots through my body when he flicks the pump. I scream and I hear him laugh in response as he continues to flick the device, every touch against it amplifying harshly onto my aching, over-sensitized clit.

“Please, please, no, daddy, please stop, it’s too much!” My voice is shrill in my own ears as I writhe on the chair, trying futilely to protect myself from the onslaught of horrible pleasure and pain. “Don’t be silly, darling, you chose this, remember? You made this decision, now you have to suffer the consequences,” his voice is full of condescension as he gives another squeeze to the pump, making me let out a broken cry.

The pleasure makes me wail when he lands a particularly harsh flick to the pump and the dizzying pleasure makes my head spin. I can feel my wetness dripping out of my cunt as he keeps up with the slaps.

He wraps a free hand around my throat and slides two fingers into my pussy, curling them to rub perfectly against my g-spot. I let out a keening cry as the combination of the clit pump and his fingers makes stars appear in my vision. He doesn’t stop either, maintaining his fingers while flicking the pump every once in a while in an unpredictable pattern that makes me beg.

“Poor, pretty girl, is that too much for you to handle? We’re nowhere near done yet, but I have another choice for you. Do you want me to leave this pump on or take it off?”

I don’t hesitate with my answer, I want the pump off, the pained pleasure too much for me the handle. “Ah, please, please I want the pump off, please daddy!”

I hear him laugh darkly in my ear, “I forgot to mention, once the pump comes off, I’m replacing it with your favorite vibrator.”

I gasp, “Wait no, please no, that’s too much, please I can’t handle that, please daddy!”

He doesn’t give me any mercy. The release of the pump makes me sob brokenly as the flood of blood makes me shake as every sensation narrows into my clit. He doesn’t waste any time, slamming the bulb of the vibrator down against my bright red, swollen clit, ignoring my begging and pleading for him to stop.

“Right there, pretty girl. Fuck look at how red your pretty clitty is, all swollen and sensitive like that. I almost feel bad using this vibrator on you, but that’s what you chose, isn’t it?” I sob as I feel the relentless vibrations violate my most sensitive area.

I feel a horrible, overwhelming orgasm start to build, the feeling shooting through me with no mercy.

“Ah, please, daddy, I’m going to cum, please!” I’m delirious with pleasure and too far gone to have any hopes of controlling myself.

“Last choice for you, pretty girl. If you cum now, I’m going to leave this vibrator right here and let it destroy you. Or, I can stop now and I’ll fuck your cunt until you cum on my cock.”

“Please, no, daddy, no, I can’t, stop, please! Please, I want your cock!” I wail just as my orgasm erupts outside of my control, my pussy clenching as I squirt my release.

He laughs darkly, “Looks like your body made your decision for you. I guess you don’t want my cock today, hm?”

He grinds the bulb of the vibrator even harder against me, the feeling shooting through my orgasmic haze to rip a begging cry out of my mouth. The overstimulation is torturous on my swollen, sensitive clit and there’s nothing I can do to convince him to stop.

Tears have soaked through my blindfold and my voice is hoarse from the begging and screaming he’s forced from me. Another bone-shattering orgasm starts to build on the tail end of my first and I have no way to cope with it. I scream and I start to hear ringing in my own ears as he maintains the horrible vibrator on my clit.

Some incomprehensible amount of time later, I’ve cum so many times I’ve lost count and I can’t do anything but whimper softly as my body takes everything he forces onto me. My head is spacey and I don’t have a single ounce of energy left in my body when he finally pulls the vibrator away and takes my blindfold off. I stare up at him with dazed eyes and see him laugh at the fucked out look on my face.

He captures my lips in a rough kiss, and I see that he has one hand fisted around his hard cock. He hasn’t even bothered to take his clothes off, just unbuckled his pants enough to pull himself out. “I’m not done with you yet, just because I gave you choices to make doesn’t mean you have control. I’m going to fuck you until I’m satisfied and show you who you belong to, pretty girl,” he says, eyes meeting mine as he lines up his cock with my dripping cunt.

Without any other warning, he slams into me and I scream. He sets a ruthless pace and despite the countless orgasms he forced me through earlier, I can feel the pleasure beginning to build again. I’m helpless as he takes what he wants from me, his groans of pleasure filling my ears as my own whimpers start to raise in pitch as I feel myself getting pushed closer and closer to another orgasm.

His fingers find my clit and he expertly draws me to the edge as each thrust buries his cock against my cervix, making me lightheaded with pleasure. “Fuck, nothing like having your perfect cunt throbbing around my cock, you’re so fucking good, darling, just like that,” his voice is deep in my ear as I feel his hips start to lose their pattern and I know he’s close too.

I let out a guttural cry when he pinches my clit between his two fingers and buries himself inside of me, the combination of everything making me erupt one final time. My cunt spasms around his cock and I feel him shudder and explode deep inside of me with a groan. I tremble through my orgasm, feeling my pussy milk his cock as I come down from my high.

I watch through bleary eyes as he pulls his cock out, forcing a soft whimper out of me as he leaves me feeling empty. He reaches out a hand to cup my face. “You are perfect, pretty girl. How’d you like that, hm?” His voice is soft and gentle and I nuzzle my face into his hand before replying, “It was perfect, I loved it all.”

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