couldn’t hurt to test him, to see how far I could take him before he cracked. “I want to feel your body move against mine.”
“There’s other ways you can feel my body,” he suggest, waggling his eyebrows.
I elbowed him playfully in the ribs. “True.”
“So, do you still want to dance and I get a night doing whatever I want without you safewording out?”
“Yes.”
He leaned down to my ear. “You do realize what you agreed to, don’t you?”
“Oh yes.” And I looked forward to it.
Mae
Darkness.
That was my punishment.
Not being able to see. I couldn’t touch. I couldn’t smell. I could only taste the air as it moved across my tongue every time I breathed. The only thing I felt were the binds restraining me. No sound. All senses cut off except for one. And even then with the ball in my mouth, I still only tasted rubber.
Bound. Gagged. Completely immobile, my lower body spread open for Matteo’s use and enjoyment.
When we had arrived back at his place and he told me how he was going to punish me, I almost didn’t believe him. I unfortunately made the mistake of saying that out loud.
With red pleasure tape wrapped around my body, I was mummified by the skilled hands of my Dom.
Every so often, he would kiss me, telling me he loved me. Asking me if I was okay. He used me. But he hadn’t fucked me since before we arrived back at his place.
A slight twinge of pain erupted through a part of me that wasn’t covered by tape. I whimpered, pushing back against the sting. Savoring it. Feeling it. Embracing the burning agony as it heated my skin until all I could focus on was Matteo’s use of my body.
My muscles tightened, becoming stiff and sore.
At that point, almost like Matteo could read my mind, he gently rubbed his hands over my bound limbs. Pushing his fingers into the tense muscles, he massaged and kneaded until it felt like I was being pulled into the ground.
Relaxed and calm, my breathing evened, my heart slowing down to a light pitter-patter that sounded in my ears.
So calm. So collected.
Matteo used my body until all I felt was him. Only him. Always him.
No sex.
Just pure and utter domination.
He helped me shut off my mind. No thoughts. No emotions. No nightmares. Just him and I getting to know each other in the most intimate way possible.
Mind controlled body. Body controlled soul. Soul controlled all and every emotion I had shut off years ago.
I had promised Matteo I wouldn’t use a safeword. I gave him the freedom and choice to take over my being completely. To help me …be.
Matteo: Are you ready for tonight?
Me: I am.
Matteo: Are you buying a new dress like I asked?
Me: Yes. Nika and I are at the mall right now.
Matteo: Good girl.
My heart fluttered at the praise.
Me: You didn’t have to buy me the dress.
Matteo: I know.
Me: Thank you.
Matteo: Anything for you, precious girl.
“Is he being all sweet?” Nika teased, handing me a black dress.
“Yeah.” I sighed dreamily.
“Try this on, take a pic and then send it to him.” Nika winked. “I bet he won’t be so sweet then.”
I laughed, grabbing the dress from her hands.
“Don’t forget to take a picture,” she said, closing the dressing room door.
Shaking my head, I stripped and slipped into the cool satin fabric. It hugged my shapely curves, kissing my skin in all the right places.
The charcoal floor length dress was smooth to the touch. It was a halter, the straps wrapping around my neck, like that of a lover's touch. My back was completely bare and the only thing that was missing was Matteo’s fingers grazing down my spine.
Matteo: Did you find a dress?
Me: I did.
Matteo: Are you making me wait until tonight to see it?
Me: Yes.
When I didn’t get a response, my stomach flipped. I enjoyed teasing him.
It had been a couple of days since we had been able to spend any time together. He had work to catch up on and apparently having me over was too distracting.
Especially when he demanded that I be naked as soon as I stepped into his apartment.
“How does the dress look, Mae?” Nika asked, knocking lightly on the door.
I let her into the small room, gazing back at my reflection in the mirror. “Do you think Matteo will like it?”
“Girl,” Nika’s eyes widened. “Matteo is going to be falling all over himself when he sees you.”
“You think so?” I knew he liked whatever I wore but