Jennifer Kacey by Aslan's Fetish

across Aslan’s stomach. Then he grabbed her hips and pulled her ass to the very edge of the table. “I need proper access, you see.” He brushed his scrubs-covered cock against her wet pussy and groaned. For less than a handful of seconds, he dry humped her snatch. Riding her clit just short of making her come.
    “A story,” he offered as he backed away. “Didn’t you have a story?”
    Aslan’s clit throbbed at the thought of what she used to do when she was just learning to masturbate.
    Picking up one of the wider straps, Zeke fed it through a perfectly-matching section on one of the leg braces high on her thigh. He grabbed another strap and bound her entire leg.
    High on her need for Zeke, she inhaled again and decided to be brave one more time. “When I was a girl I use to explore my body. See what felt good.”
    “Your pussy?” he asked, as he picked up another piece of leather.
    “Yes.”
    “Your ass?”
    “Yes.”
    “And your…” Zeke trailed off, leaving it up to her to complete.
    Rolling her lips between her teeth, she paused for a second. It got hard to breathe as she thought about telling one of the last secrets she had from her husband. But she trusted him. Completely. “Pee hole,” she whispered.
    Zeke’s eyes flared as she said the words, but that was all the reaction he gave away. Picking up another strap, he pulled it along her abdomen and let the end slide down her pussy. “And what did you use to fuck your newly discovered hole?” He wrapped another strap around her thigh and cinched it down.
    “Cotton swabs. They were the smallest things I could find.”
    “Feel good?” He lifted one last strap off her stomach and finished binding her to the chair.
    “Unbelievable.”
    Just when Aslan thought he was done, he moved to the side of her and pulled out more hidden straps next to her torso. He bound her abdomen and chest. Palming one breast and then the other, he brushed his thumb across each of her nipples. “Didn’t you say your nipples weren’t all that sensitive?”
    “Yesss,” she hissed as he pinched one of them, making it hard.
    He repeated the painful pleasure on the second one until they both stood erect and needy. “I have the perfect things for these.”
    “What’s that?” Aslan asked, not certain if she really wanted to know.
    Instead of answering her, he walked to the cabinet he’d been leaning against to start with. He pulled off his stethoscope and laid it on the counter, then opened a drawer and closed it. Opened another one. “Here they are. Brand new. Bought just for an occasion such as this.” He had something black in his hand but he kept it down by his side so Aslan couldn’t see what it was.
    Next to her again, he bent down and licked her nipple. Sucking it into his mouth, he nibbled the hard tip with his teeth.
    She closed her eyes and moaned, setting her head back on the head rest. “That feels…oh, fuck. Fuck.” She gripped the armrests hard and her eyelids snapped open. Zeke had closed a clover clamp around her nipple. “Cold,” she added as he set down the other one between her breasts, along with the metal chain that connected them.
    “Beautiful,” he countered as he moved to the other side. He repeated the process again, with his tongue and teeth getting her nipple ready for the vicious bite of the clamp.
    “Fuck,” she cursed again as he released it to pinch her nipple.
    “If you’re a good girl for the doctor, when your exam is over, I just might.”
    “Gonna be so good,” she promised.
    “Or I might just open up your pussy with a speculum and jack off inside your open hole. Might do that, too.”
    Aslan had nothing to say to that. Just…nothing.
    “I have a question for you.”
    She bit her lip, trying to process…everything. “Yes?”
    “When you fucked your pee hole with the swabs, did it hurt afterwards?”
    “Yes. A little bit. But I couldn’t think of anything else to use.”
    “Sounds.” He turned and walked over to