With her hands tied at the base of her spine, she can only use her mouth to grab my throbbing cock. I refuse to help her. I could make this easier if I sat on the bed but now I want to teach her a lesson. Nobody fucks with me; not even her.
Now that she’s got me pissed off, her mouth feels even better. On the couch she licked and sucked me slowly and that felt fucking amazing, but now she’s sucking me hard and furious, and that’s waking up the animal in me. I wind my hand in her hair and hold the back of her neck as I thrust into her mouth, not enough to choke her but enough to let her know that I’m in charge.
I come in her mouth way quicker than I want to, but I can’t hold it back. I pull out slowly and watch her swallow, gulping and glaring at me while a drop of my cum drips down her chin. I reach down and wipe it with my thumb, then glide my thumb over her bottom lip, smearing myself on her like lip-gloss.
“We need to have a little talk,” I tell her, lowering myself down to the floor to sit with her.
“Untie me.”
“Not yet.” She glares at me but I ignore her. “Look, you know what’s going on here. The power play between a Dom and sub is a delicate balance but it can work and it can help you.”
“Dom and sub? You mean like Fif—”
I put my finger on her lips. “Don’t even say it. I need you to respect me, not provoke me. I will take care of you. I’ll make you feel things you’ve never felt before. I can get you out of this depression you’re in and all the other overwhelming feelings you have, but you have to trust me.” I reach behind her, untie her hands, and gently rub her wrists. “You have my word I won’t hurt you. Think of this as a total mental and physical vacation. You don’t have to worry about anything. Everything is my responsibility now. All you have to do is what I ask you to do.” I raise her wrist to my lips, kissing the flesh that is red from the rope. “A big part of this is giving up power, putting total trust in someone else, allowing them to take control and respecting them in return. Ya know how when you go for a long drive with someone, and you don’t have to pay attention to the road at all? You can just watch the scenery, daydream, take a nap, listen to some good tunes, and trust that they’ll get you to where you’re going safely? It’s like that.” She raises her eyebrows at me doubtfully. “Just let me drive. Can you do that?”
“Yes. I think so.”
“Do you want that?”
She thinks for a moment, and I hold my breath nervously. She might say no, ask me to take her home, and I’ll never see her again.
Now that I’ve spent some time with her, I don’t want her to go.
“I think I do … yes.”
I breathe again. “Good. I want you to. I can see you’re going to provoke me because I think you like the cat and mouse. That’s fucking great, but I’m going to need to know when stop or no is what you really mean.”
“Like a safe word? I’ve read about that.”
“Yes, exactly. Pick one.”
She thinks for a moment. “Red. It means stop.”
“Red it is.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course.”