The Therapist - WS Greer Page 0,3
it’s secure, I kneel behind Ava while I fasten the links on the cuffs together, locking her wrists together behind her back. I let my tongue graze Ava’s shoulder and slide up to her neck before standing up and tossing the keys onto the floor next to her.
The next step I choose to take is to tease my subject. I know Ava is already on the verge—I can sense it in how sensitive her skin is, the way she gets goosebumps from the slightest touch or when my skin is close to hers and she anticipates being touched. I want to take that a step further, so she truly appreciates it when the touch finally does happen. So, I pick up the flogger and let the leather strands graze her shoulder. She shivers at the touch of it, and I smile to myself as I walk around her body, watching her in the mirror. The flogger caresses her shoulder, then slithers to her chest, before slipping down to her breasts just long enough to bring her nipples to peak sensitivity.
“Do you want it?” I ask.
“Yes, sir.” Her voice is airy and dripping with eagerness, and I can't help but notice when Ava licks her lips, showing me just how hungry for me she truly is.
“Tell me what you want, Ava,” I demand.
“For you to use the flogger, sir.”
“You want the flogger? You have to earn it. Open your mouth.”
Ava licks her lips once again, just before parting them and letting her mouth drop open for me.
This relationship is give and take. I’m in control, yes, but being in control means more than just making demands. It requires watching. It calls for paying attention to what she wants and then forcing her to earn it. Right now, I know Ava wants to be flogged because she loves it, but what she really wants is my cock in her mouth. She’s been eyeballing it from the moment she knelt in front of me and I unfastened the string on my robe. Now, I take pleasure in giving her what she craves.
I let Ava’s mouth remain open for a moment, before finally stepping in front of her and rubbing the tip of my cock on her top lip, removing her lip gloss. I move slowly, inch by inch, before moving to her bottom lip and repeating the process. When I finally allow her to feel the sensation of my cock entering her mouth, Ava is bursting from the seams. She takes all of me as far back as her mouth will let her without setting off her gag reflex, and my head falls back as she sucks me. She has less control with her hands bound behind her back, but Ava is still a pro, and I can tell she enjoys what she's doing just as I enjoy letting her do it. After a couple of minutes, just as Ava starts to moan with how much she loves it, I pull my dick away and take a step back. Her mouth stays open as she breathes heavily, taking in long gulps of air. Her desire for me is almost too much to be held in check, but she manages.
Now, I grab the flogger and let it kiss the skin on her chest once again, so she knows what’s about to happen, then I flick my wrist and let the braids slap Ava’s chest. She lets out a chirp of excitement and pleasure before I flick my wrist again, the braids landing on her right thigh this time. She squeals again, and I take a few minutes to walk around using the flogger all over Ava’s defenseless body. I make sure to flog her everywhere but her face and arms, before I demand that she stand up.
Breathing as hard as a sprinter, Ava stands with my help, and I control her by tugging on the handcuffs. I spin Ava around until she’s facing the bed, before pushing her forward and letting her body land on the soft mattress face down.
Once she’s in position, I continue flogging her. The braids spank Ava across her back, legs, and ass over and over again, until her skin is red. I even whip her lightly between her legs, teasing her clit with a sting I know she can handle. Ava moans with each touch of the flogger, and each moan makes my cock harder.
When I put the flogger down, it’s to reach over and pick up the larger-sized