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Authors: Eden Elgabri
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your master?"
Ready? I'd been thinking of nothing else for the last hour. “Yes, Sir.” He opened the door and stood there in brown silk boxers and a matching robe. Oh yeah, show time.
He looked at me on the bed, walked over to me, and tugged at my hand to help me up. “Put your shoes and stockings on. I want to watch."
I slid on my thigh highs and eased into my pumps. He nodded and I followed him as he left the room. We walked down the hall into another bedroom. He lifted a tie from the bed and tied it around my eyes as soon as we entered so I didn't have enough time to get a good look around and see what else was in store for me.
"Can you see anything?"
"No, Sir."
He lifted my left hand and tied a rope around my wrist. He extended it outward and secured it to something, I couldn't tell what. Before I could think or protest, he did the same with my right. My arms were extended, level with my shoulders and I couldn't move more than a few inches. At the same time I couldn't see.
It didn't matter that he wasn't physically touching me yet, his proximity sent shivers down my spine. He leaned closer and I could feel his breath on my ear. I knew what was coming but the waiting made it that much more intense. When I didn't think I could wait another second for him he held my head while his tongue plundered my ear and the length of my neck before he stepped back.
When he leaned in again, his mouth latched on to my breast, tugging on the nipple. The shock of it when nothing else was touching, no hands, no other body parts, shook me to the core. He tantalized one breast and then the other in total isolation so that all sensation rested on the part being sucked. My wet nipples adjusted to the cool air as they mourned the loss of his talented mouth. I knew where else I'd like that mouth. Instead, the tip of his finger hooked just under my clit at the top of my entrance. He tugged upward.
"Nice and wet for me."
They were his only words before he stepped back and walked away from me. I heard the creak of a drawer and a few moments later a package opening. He dipped a skinny little something inside me, swirled it around, and then when it was nice and wet, inserted it into my anus. It was as thin as a finger and not much longer but when he turned it on the little vibe stimulated.
He slid it out and rested it between the cheeks of my ass. “Clench."
I did and it held the vibe in place.
"Don't let it drop or you'll get punished. I'll be right back. I left something in the other room."
I wanted to protest, both his leaving and the task I was given. What if I couldn't hold it in place? What if it fell to the floor? What would the punishment be? I didn't really matter. The biggest punishment would be displeasing him. The vibe slid a bit and I clenched harder. What the hell was taking him so long? I couldn't have been more than a few minutes, but sweat had begun to break on my brow. I couldn't hold it much longer and I was afraid I'd break down in tears if I dropped the damn vibe. If it dropped it wouldn't be like the slip with the Ben Wa Balls, he'd given me a direct order this time.
The sound of his footsteps coming closer was the sweetest sound I had ever heard. I clenched harder and his hand reached for the vibe and he reinserted it into my anus. I relaxed and the vibe soothed. If the butt vibe had the light sound of an insect close by, the magic bullet sounded like a power tool. The tip of it went straight to my clit. He turned the volume down low so it was a dull throb.
It would take longer this way, but that's obviously what he wanted, to keep me on the brink for as long as possible. My body twitched and my legs shook. My arms tugged at the rope but could not move. Waves of orgasm flooded over me and the sounds I made echoed in my ears.
"Round one,” he said as he took both vibes away from my body.
I couldn't speak. As my breathing regulated I thought of that one statement. I would enjoy the orgasms to come, but they'd
Ready? I'd been thinking of nothing else for the last hour. “Yes, Sir.” He opened the door and stood there in brown silk boxers and a matching robe. Oh yeah, show time.
He looked at me on the bed, walked over to me, and tugged at my hand to help me up. “Put your shoes and stockings on. I want to watch."
I slid on my thigh highs and eased into my pumps. He nodded and I followed him as he left the room. We walked down the hall into another bedroom. He lifted a tie from the bed and tied it around my eyes as soon as we entered so I didn't have enough time to get a good look around and see what else was in store for me.
"Can you see anything?"
"No, Sir."
He lifted my left hand and tied a rope around my wrist. He extended it outward and secured it to something, I couldn't tell what. Before I could think or protest, he did the same with my right. My arms were extended, level with my shoulders and I couldn't move more than a few inches. At the same time I couldn't see.
It didn't matter that he wasn't physically touching me yet, his proximity sent shivers down my spine. He leaned closer and I could feel his breath on my ear. I knew what was coming but the waiting made it that much more intense. When I didn't think I could wait another second for him he held my head while his tongue plundered my ear and the length of my neck before he stepped back.
When he leaned in again, his mouth latched on to my breast, tugging on the nipple. The shock of it when nothing else was touching, no hands, no other body parts, shook me to the core. He tantalized one breast and then the other in total isolation so that all sensation rested on the part being sucked. My wet nipples adjusted to the cool air as they mourned the loss of his talented mouth. I knew where else I'd like that mouth. Instead, the tip of his finger hooked just under my clit at the top of my entrance. He tugged upward.
"Nice and wet for me."
They were his only words before he stepped back and walked away from me. I heard the creak of a drawer and a few moments later a package opening. He dipped a skinny little something inside me, swirled it around, and then when it was nice and wet, inserted it into my anus. It was as thin as a finger and not much longer but when he turned it on the little vibe stimulated.
He slid it out and rested it between the cheeks of my ass. “Clench."
I did and it held the vibe in place.
"Don't let it drop or you'll get punished. I'll be right back. I left something in the other room."
I wanted to protest, both his leaving and the task I was given. What if I couldn't hold it in place? What if it fell to the floor? What would the punishment be? I didn't really matter. The biggest punishment would be displeasing him. The vibe slid a bit and I clenched harder. What the hell was taking him so long? I couldn't have been more than a few minutes, but sweat had begun to break on my brow. I couldn't hold it much longer and I was afraid I'd break down in tears if I dropped the damn vibe. If it dropped it wouldn't be like the slip with the Ben Wa Balls, he'd given me a direct order this time.
The sound of his footsteps coming closer was the sweetest sound I had ever heard. I clenched harder and his hand reached for the vibe and he reinserted it into my anus. I relaxed and the vibe soothed. If the butt vibe had the light sound of an insect close by, the magic bullet sounded like a power tool. The tip of it went straight to my clit. He turned the volume down low so it was a dull throb.
It would take longer this way, but that's obviously what he wanted, to keep me on the brink for as long as possible. My body twitched and my legs shook. My arms tugged at the rope but could not move. Waves of orgasm flooded over me and the sounds I made echoed in my ears.
"Round one,” he said as he took both vibes away from my body.
I couldn't speak. As my breathing regulated I thought of that one statement. I would enjoy the orgasms to come, but they'd
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