The Man who made his own Q.o.H Harem

I looked at her tied to the BDSM workhorse as I walked over to her toys, picking up a blindfold and a gag. As I looked over what I would do after that, I started to make my game plan inside my mind. I smirked and walked back to her; she couldn't see what I was doing as she was facing away from me. I walked behind her and put the blindfold on her as she moaned, wondering what I would do next. I grabbed her jaw, forced it open, placed the ball gag into her mouth, and strapped it down.

I returned to her toys and picked up what I wanted to use. When I returned to her, I placed them on the ground. I take out my lighter from my pants, hold a candle in my hand, light it, put the lighter down, and pick up a paddle. As the wax on the candle started to melt, I tilted it over her ass, letting the wax fall, hitting her cheeks, and making her moan under the gag.

She started to get wet but not as moist as my girls made me want to bring out her pussy juice as I raised the paddle and gave her ass a hit-making her breast jiggle as I hit her on the ass, making those nipple rings bounce, pulling them. I repeated this for a few minutes as I covered her ass with wax, and it turned red from the hits of the paddle, making her moan while gagged. She leaked when I was done, making me smirk as I blew out the candle and put the paddle down.

I undid the gag as she was drooling from the holes on it as she spoke, "You have talent in this, but you shouldn't gag a woman on their first time with you unless told to. After all, how would you know what they like or don't like? I don't have anything I don't like. But another sub may be different." She is right; I tend to focus on what I want to do and not what my partner wants. I just cost along with the size of my cock; I need to reevaluate how I go about sex. Maybe it's better to do it that way when summoned instead of breaking them right away.

"I will remember that; since you don't have anything you hate, I shall continue," I said as she moaned excitedly at what I would do. She still has her eyes covered, and now I have picked up a clamp, but this is no typical clamp. It has three connected to it. As I smirked, placing the main clamp onto her clit, making her moan loudly. "FUCK YES! THE PUSSY CLAMPS! MY FAVORITE!" She gushed out as I clamped her pussy lips with the other two. 

I moved and picked up a wavey toy. I grabbed a bottle of lube and began to put some on the toy before putting some on my hand. As I covered all of it, I moved behind Kimberly and spread her ass cheeks as she moaned from the pain of the marks on them. I traced her asshole with two of my fingers as I pushed them inside her. "Oh anal, my god, you're going all out!" She moaned happily as I loosened up her asshole before pushing the toy into her.

"ANOTHER ONE OF MY FAVORITES! IT'S LIKE YOU KNOW ME THE BEST!" Kimberly started to leak down the leather BDSM workhorse. I got the toy all the way inside her as I walked to the front of her and turned on the toy that was inside her making her moan as her mouth opened; I pushed my cock into her mouth, making her gag as tears started to flow down her face from under the blindfold.

I held down her head as I moved my hips side to side while my cock was down her mouth. She made louder gagging sounds as her nose started to run while I withdrew it until the head was left inside her mouth as I pushed back into her mouth, making her gag again. I went at it for ten minutes as the toy played with the insides. She and I both reached our limits as I busted inside her throat, making her cough, and some of my cum went out of her nose as she squirted onto the leather horse, making her gulp down my cum while she was strapped down, turning me on.

I withdrew from her mouth as she coughed, and some of my cum flew out of her mouth as she gasped for air while saying, "That was so fucking good." Her messy face turned me on so much my cock was already hard again after seeing it, making me want to fuck her now.

She was still gasping for air as I went behind her placing my hands on her ass cheeks. I pushed my cocking into her before she could speak, making her scream. "YES! ABUSE ME LIKE YOU DESIRE! I AM NOTHING MORE THAN A SEX TOY FOR YOU TO USE!" She moaned as I pulled the clamp on her clit, she tightened up around my cock. "YES! YOU ARE A NATURAL AT MAKING A WOMAN FEEL LIKE A WOMAN! MAKE ME SUBMIT TO YOU! BUT YOU WILL HAVE TO DO BETTER!" 

Kimberly said as I bet down, picking up a flog of the same kind I bought. I began to hit her back, making her tighten up. "YES! JUST LIKE THAT BEAT ME WHILE FUCKING ME WITH THAT MASSIVE WHITE COCK OF YOURS!"

She was drooling from her mouth as I abused her, and she enjoyed every moment of it as we went at it for two hours. I filled her with so much cum that by the time I was done, my knees were weak. I had to take a seat on the ground as cum flowed out of Kimberly, and she was giggling like a crazy girl. I smiled as I found out Kimberly and I had much in common. I like to abuse, and she likes to be abused.

I got up and undid the restraints, tying her down. As I took off the blindfold, she finally spoke. "I give you an 8/10 for your first time with me. Keep this up, and I won't be able to live without you, but you still have two more times to get me to that point. So you best bring your A-game all the time from now." She said weakly as I picked her up and carried her. "Where do you want me to put you?" She smiled and said, "9/10 now, you can bring me to my room and put me on my bed. I need to sleep so you can leave after that." She said while falling asleep.

I chuckled as I carried her to her room and put her in bed. I covered her up and walked out. I got my clothes on, left her apartment, and began to walk. When I passed Samantha's apartment, I could hear cries coming from there, and I stopped and looked at my phone. It was around 11 p.m., and I shrugged as I couldn't pass this up. I knocked on the door as the cries stopped, and she opened the door.

"Can I help?" She had red eyes, and I looked at her with kindness. "Samantha, I just got done with my meeting with a friend. I heard you crying. Do you need someone to talk to?" She looked at me for a moment and nodded as she opened the door. She was wearing a silk robe that covered her nightwear.

"The girls are asleep. Do you want some wine?" she asked, confused about why she would let someone she had just met in at this time. She didn't want to be alone anymore and wanted someone to vent to. "Sure, I can go for some wine," I said, taking my suit jacket off and hanging it on the back of the chair. I sat in the living room, waiting.

Samantha came back with two glasses and a bottle. She opened the bottle and poured, filling the glasses up. Samantha handed me one while leaning back onto the sofa, pulling her feet up, and opening the bottom of her robe. She showed me her laced underwear. When Samantha noticed me looking at her, she covered up but wasn't mad. She could see desire in my eyes, something she hadn't felt in four years, a man who desired her.

"My husband just called me. It will be another two months before he comes home; he told me he would return next week. How can he push loneliness onto me like this? I know money is important, but what am I to him? I already only see him for a month every five months, and he doesn't want me to move over there." Why would her husband not want her to live out of the country when most companies let you take family if it's a long time?

"How long has he been working overseas?" I asked her while drinking the wine as she spins hers in her glass. "He has been working overseas for four years and only returns for two weeks every six months." It is unreasonable for her to bear when I know that four years means they can take the family over as I begin to speak. "Samantha, I know you don't know me, but as someone looking from the outside. It sounds like your husband is hiding something from you; most companies will always allow people who work overseas to take their families with them depending on how long they will be working there."

I sighed as I continued, "I think he has a woman over there; I don't know for a fact. But for a husband to be so against you coming with him doesn't sound right. I couldn't bear being away from a woman like you." I said, placing the wine on the table, looking her in the eye, and waiting for her reply.

She looked at me, and tears started to flow as I got up and sat next to her as she hugged me. I rubbed her back as she cried into my chest. She kept doing this for ten minutes as I let her let it all out into my chest.

"I felt it but didn't want to think about it. He has been so distant from me since our four-year-old was born. Why? I have always loved him with all my heart. I did everything to make him happy; how could he throw that away!" She yelled into my chest as she started to cry again, and I held her tighter, letting her feel that she wasn't alone right now.

She cried for a while more as she slowly raised her hands, placing them on my cheeks, and then she looked up and kissed me. I chuckled inside my head as I put my hands on her hips; we kissed for what felt forever until she pulled away and undone her robe, letting me see her lace bra and panties. She grabbed my hand, pulling me, and I didn't fight. Why would I? Her husband has pretty much abandoned her.

We entered her bedroom as she looked behind her and stopped letting her silk robe fall to the ground. She closed the bedroom door before reaching behind herself, undoing her bra, taking it off, wrapping it around my neck, pulling me closer, and kissing me as we moved backward slowly. As I hit the bed, she pushed me, making me fall onto the bed.

She reached down and undid my belt and pants, looking at me and speaking. "I gave him all my love, and he gave me loneliness. I guess I will find someone who can return some love to me as he is forced to pay for our children. If he wants a lover over there, I will have a lover over here. Freddy, will you be my lover?" she said, looking at me with hope.

I leaned up and kissed her before speaking, "To have a lover that is as beautiful, I would do it without a second thought; now, let me shower your lonely heart with love."

I pulled her onto the bed.