I repeated. My lips met hers, hungrily. Her body responded, pushing against me. Her hands fell to my waist and she began tugging at my undone belt. I grabbed her wrists and pushed her hands above her head. I leaned closer, capturing her bottom lip between my teeth, tugging gently. “Now the real fun begins.” I had already broken too many of my rules. I needed to regain my power. I pulled her arms higher, feeling for the metal cuffs above her. I slipped her wrists inside them and tightened them enough to keep her captive. I pulled back from her reluctantly, wanting to admire the beauty that was her. I dreamed about what she would look like, chained against my wall. It was better than I expected. Pure submissive perfection. “You look incredible.” I couldn’t hide the smile from my face. She was staring at me, waiting. I felt like she could see into the depths of my soul. I pulled a small cloth from my back pocket and stepped back against her. I kissed her softly as I tied the small scrap of fabric over her eyes. I pulled away, wanting to drink her in. I watched as she tugged gently against the restraints, her chest rising and falling heavily.
“William?” My name rolled off her tongue like silk. I broke myself from my trance and leaned in close enough that I knew she felt my body heat.
“Patience” I whispered in her ear, her body arching at my words. I ran my fingers lightly down the inside of her thigh. She quivered under my touch. When I reached her ankle, I tugged on it gently, pulling her legs wider. I grabbed a shackle attached to the floor and secured it around her. I did the same to her other leg. I took my time running the tips of my fingers back up the inside of her legs, stopping at the apex of her thighs.
“This belongs to me now.” She was damp against me and I used her slickness to ease my fingers inside of her. She was panting. “Tell me that you belong to me.” Her breathing grew more ragged but she didn’t answer. “Tell me!” I hissed, my jaw clenched. I needed to hear the words.
“I belong to you” She moaned, her hips pulling down towards my fingers. I laughed quietly to myself, wondering what I had done to deserve her.
“Good girl” I breathed into her neck as I trailed kisses down her collarbone. I moved lower, her back arched as I reached her chest. I circled her nipple with my tongue then lightly bit with my teeth. She cried out, struggling to free herself. I waited, hoping not to hear her utter the safe word. She didn’t say anything and I continued to kiss my way down her stomach, gripping her hips tightly in my hands. I reached to the small shelf beside me and grabbed one of my favorite toys. I clicked it on and it began to slowly hum. I placed it lightly against her skin, her head jerked down towards it. I could feel her pulse quicken. I slid it up her stomach and around her breast. Her nipple grew tight and budded against it.
“Have you ever played with one of these before?” I asked. She bit her lip and shook her head no. The thought of being her first in so many ways excited me like nothing else. I trailed it back down her abdomen. Her muscles tightened as it tickled her. I kept my eyes on her face as I let it brush against her wet sex. She pulled down on the restraints, the sensation becoming too much for her. “Shhh” I whispered in her ear, not wanting her to hurt herself. I moved it slowly back and forth. Her hips began to rock, matching my rhythm. I hovered my lips above hers, breathing in her quiet panting. “Do you want me to make you come?” Her breathing stopped for a split second.
“Yes” She cried, leaning forward. I pulled back, unable to give her any control over the situation. I slid the toy faster, moving it effortlessly in her own juices.
“Yes what?” I asked as her body writhed against it.
“Yes, Sir” Her moan came out low and breathy. I pulled the toy back, not wanting her to come so quickly. She opened her mouth to protest and I slid the toy inside. She pulled back but her head was against the wall.