Japanese Rope Bondage

Guess what? We ended up getting a cane.
There's a sexshop around the corner from me I wanted to take him to..He ended up buying us some japanese rope bondage stuff and a cane attatched to a leather handle. It's bamboo and it looks painful. There WAS a proper 'cane' but he said he'd snap it and it wasn't as smooth..I do not want splinters in my arse. I got hold of some seamed tights. Seams are the yum.
After eating I decided I wanted to try on the latex stockings I bought the other week. I've never worn latex before, just pvc. They were difficult to get on, like putting my leg in a condom. There was an airbubble in the foot so I had to start again, and got talc all over the floor. *Sigh*
When I finally got them on, they fitted in the calves but were baggy on the thighs, like waders. Disappointing. I need a suspender belt. MORE money. Still, they look great with fetish shoes and beautiful all shined up.
I was sat in my girlboxers getting them on, though. Bear growled at me and took out his cock, rubbing against my crotch. I just wanted to try them on before anything sexual.
'Wait..' I said, offhand.
He pushed me over to slap my arse but I spun round to avoid it. He grabbed my face.
'Wait for what?' He asked.
I just looked at him. He slapped me.
'I asked you a question, AND you don't avoid it when I want to slap you.'
'Nothing..' I wailed.
He pulled my hair and snapped at me to get them on. But putting them on, he seemed to calm.
He is quite sadistic with that cane, though. I knew he would be. I already hate it. He just tells me it 'doesn't hurt'. I said to let me hit him with it, and he laughed and said he wasn't stupid.
Later, we were innocently just trying the various knots we could do with the japanese rope (it has clever adjustable restraints, too, quite handy.) and having myself in his hands was getting me quite excited.
I ended up my back to the wall, rope under my parted knees, cuffs cuffing my hands far apart. I couldn't really move. Bear bit his lip and started to stroke his cock looking at me. I whined.
I was really turned on but I wasn't getting wet. He was trying to force it into me but mercifully eventually got lube. I couldn't move well, and he was fucking me, pulling at the ropes to make it tighter. He stopped and told me it was time for the handcuffs. I wondered where, but when he snapped them on me I was even more unable to move-he'd intertwined them in the rope, basically. I was screwed.
'I am going to do something now, and you better enjoy it, or I won't be happy.'
He blindfolded me and I whined. I hate being blindfolded because I can't see Bear and obviously I love looking at him. That and I have no clue whats coming to me.
He mocked me. 'What, you want me to take all this off you?'
'I trust you..' I panted.
I could hear him scrabbling around in my drawer and tensed. Then there was something hard against the entrance of my cunt. He turned it on-my vibrator.
I was wide open and getting dripping wet against it but he wouldn't penetrate me with it. I needed it deep inside me. I tried to struggle against it.
This obviously excited him and he stuck his cock back inside me. I felt the vibe against my face and laughed-but he put it into my mouth. I hated my taste. He probably liked seeing me suck a cock. It stopped.
He felt amazing. I was whining, He was relentless, not coming.
'You're making my cock very happy. You know I'm going to come on your cunt, don't you? I'm gonna come all over your dirty little hole.'
I whined. He'd never come ON my cunt before but I'd fantasised. He didn't come for a while though. I was exhausted, willing him to. Eventually he pulled out and covered it.
A few minutes later I was stood up talking to him.
'Stare at my cock!' He barked.
I was taken aback but did it for a few seconds before my eyes trailed to his face. He indicated with a nod to carry on. After about a minute, 'Lick it.'
I got on my knees and lapped, thinking niavely that he wouldn't become hard. He was 'mmmming' and telling me about the sensation. I didn't dare take him into my mouth or touch his side, as I normally would. He scolded me for having my HAND on it. He was getting hard.
'Balls' he ordered. 'You may nibble but not a lot.'
After a few minutes of that, 'I'm bored. Suck my cock.' I began. 'Slowly!' He snapped.
It was delicious. He told me he wanted to come in my mouth. I moaned.
'Do you like sucking my cock? Licking my balls? Do you WANT me to come in your mouth?'-Not questions for my pleasure, reminding me of my whore-ness.
He then decided he'd come on my face, which I love. He stroked himself looking at me, then as he was coming, forced my head back until I thought it would surely snap off. He wiped it on my cheeks, lips, forehead, and snapped at me to get cleaned up.
After those two times, I was feeling really vunerable, which never happens to me. I felt really weak and in need of affection. He said it was because I knew he could take care of me. I gripped onto him all I could.
Today he was carrying the cane and mocked my walking. 'Come on, quick steps!' He said, wafting it at me.
'I'm not your pony..' I said.
'You WILL be.' He smiled, referring to my curiousity at ponyplay. (At least the tail buttplugs!)
And later called me his dirty little slut. *Sigh*