“Tonight is about togetherness and lovemaking.” She shivers in the tub remembering the sound of his voice. The sex lately has been amazing, but tenderness has not been present. Not that either of them has wanted it to be. He’s pushed her hard, introduced her to the pleasure of the paddle and the flogger. She isn’t sure if she will even be able to cum, he’s left her so satiated. This is what he wants, and all she wants is to please him.
A knock at the door. “Time to get out baby.” He enters without waiting for her answer. Taking the towel from the bar, he crosses to the tub as she pulls the plug. She rises from the draining water and steps onto the mat. Slowly, he begins to towel her dry. Her breath starts to quicken as he dries her breasts, then moves to her belly, her sex. By the time he finishes, kneeling at her feet, her nipples are stiff and her clit has begun to pulse. Perhaps she isn’t satiated after all.
He stands and takes the blindfold from the counter. Wordlessly, he slips it over her eyes and her heart beats faster. Taking her hands, he leads her from the room.
It’s only a few steps from the bathroom to the bed. He turns her and gently pushes her onto the mattress. She settles herself in the center, listening to him moving around the room.
His hand on her ankle makes her jump. He fastens the restraint quickly, moving up to her hand, then to the other side of the bed. She is confused, she didn’t expect to be tied down tonight.
He leans in to kiss her, his lips lingering. She lifts her head to deepen the contact, but he pulls back quickly. “My rules little girl,” he says. She can hear the smile in his voice. A shiver runs through her, centering on her clit.
The strike of a match, now she can smell the massage oil candle burning. Another shiver. That candle means he will be running his hands over her body. She is addicted to his touch, warm and strong, tender and rough.
His weight settles on the bed, and she tries to move into him, forgetting for the moment she is restrained. Her bonds pull her up short, and he chuckles. Then his mouth is on her breast, tongue laving at her erect nipple. Her hips rock up, the throb in her clit instantaneous. She can feel her pussy getting wet as she clenches and arches into his mouth. So much for satiated. A moan escapes her as he continues to lick and suck, grazing her nipple with his teeth. Her hips are rolling freely.
He moves to the other breast, leaving her wet hard nipple exposed to the cool air. One hand splays on her belly to still her hips. She is bound, pinned, and utterly at his mercy as he moves back and forth, teasing her nipples while she moans and cries out. He wants her cunt dripping for him.
His mouth, his hands, are suddenly gone. She is panting, the ache between her legs intense. Heat dripping onto her nipples catches her by surprise. Hot massage oil laving her skin. Pouring over her breasts, spilling down her belly. He continues down, oil sliding over her sex, dripping between her buttocks, teasing her tight star. His hands follow the path, strong fingers rubbing, teasing, and probing. With no warning he shoves two fingers in her wet pussy, palm massaging her mound. She arches into the pressure, trying to push his fingers deeper. The pressure on her clit, the fullness inside her. She moans his name as the pleasure rises. It won’t take much more for her to cum.
He can sense her orgasm rising. His hand is gone. She is panting, desperate for him. But he isn’t close to having mercy on her yet. The flogger teasing across her tummy has her gasping. He flicks it softly, quickly over her breasts, her stomach, letting it pool between her thighs caressing her sex. Her hips arch up uncontrollably.
He chuckles, and then smacks her pussy with the flogger. Alternating between her thighs, her cunt. The pressure in her clit is becoming unbearable.
The flogger is gone, he is releasing the restraints, mouth back on her nipples. She rolls into him. His mouth moves to her ear. “On your hands and knees my girl.” She obeys quickly. He positions himself behind her, teasing her wet sex with the head of his cock. She pushes back, he pulls away. Both hands on the cheeks of her ass, squeezing, teasing her dripping cunt with the head of his cock. He pushes in, teasing her. She whimpers at the fullness, the feel of his balls on her clit, his hands on her ass. When his thumb enters her tight star, it is almost too much. Stretching, opening her. He is going to fuck her ass tonight. She puts her head down, presenting her body for his dominance, his pleasure.
A slap on her ass, and he pulls out of her pussy. Two fingers in her ass now, lubing, opening her. All she can do is whisper please, the need to cum overwhelming. She doesn’t dare touch herself without his permission.
A blunt object replaces his fingers. It takes her a moment to realize it is not his hardness but a toy. Slowly he penetrates her, allowing her body time to adjust. She loves having her ass filled, that sweet sting of pain competing with the pleasure in nerve endings rarely used. The dildo is all the way in. She is moaning uncontrollably.
He slides his cock savagely back into her hungry pussy. She screams, cunt and ass exquisitely full. He growls in her ear. “Play with your clit and cum for me my little slut.”
A touch of her fingers is all it takes and she explodes, clenching on his cock and the toy. He is fucking her hard, the sensations almost unbearable. Every nerve in her body seems to be connected to her clit, her ass. Another orgasm rips through her. He pounds into her harder, his own release rising. Groaning, he pumps his cum inside her. The toy is removed and replaced with his still hard cock. As his balls slap her open pussy, she comes again, collapsing. He follows her down, still buried in her ass. Both unable to speak, bodies minds and hearts together, they drift off to sleep.
