Introduction: This is the second part of a short three part story into a couples early exploration into BDSM. Read the first part here, Exploring BDSM
The energy in the room, the excitement building and desire fully aroused. My nervous energy changed to focus. Climbing on the bed next to her, this beautiful object of my desire and instrument to play to the tune of my command.
I kiss her on her lips and immediately withdraw, she lifts her head to continue the contact . “More she moans”. “In my time”, my reply muffled as I savour her breasts. Her skin feels warm, its aroma sharpening my focus. As my lips travel down her from her sternum over her belly , her hold body squirms, desperate for more of my touch. She struggles briefly against the bonds on her wrists.
I move in between her legs holding her ankles further apart. I know she feels shy and vulnerable in this position. “Good girl” I say preempting her vulnerability, providing her comfort and security under my control. My hands move together over her shins up to the edge of her knickers, back again on the inside of her thighs. Her hips buck up, disappointed not to get the stimulation she is craving. I do this again, enjoying watching the torment playout in her body.
I press my hand into her mound, I feel the lacey fabric pressback into my fingers as she searches for more pressure. She feels warm and moist. “Are you ready for me to use you?” A calmness decent over her and there’s a change to her aura, “Yes sir, please take what you want”.
Tingles flow over my body, for a moment I lose focus. We never spoke about how to reference each other. A force builds up inside me, I feel strong, I feel in control. “I’m pleased” is all I say with a firm tone.
I torment her a further by running my fingers along the edges of her knickers on the inside of her thighs. The smell of her arousal reaches my nose. My heart beats faster, it feels like a heat radiate from my hands.I move the crotch of her knickers aside exposing her pussy and a moan escapes from her lips. I pause for a moment watching her as she feels her exposure to the cool air.
I put two fingers against her and with minimal force slips inside burying my finger tips.I move them slowly up and down on the inside of her outer labia. “So so wet already”, I think out loud. “You do this to me” is the unexpected response I hear her say. “Don’t speak, I want you to focus on your body how it feels and to follow where it takes you” I reply.
I wrap my fingers around the crotch of her knickers. I focus and position my arm and with a swift pull, I rip her knickers off. She was not expecting this and it gives her a fright. By the tone of her moan I know she’s slipped deeper into her submission.
I reach over the bottle of lube and squeeze some out taking a few moments for it to heat up in my hands. Using both hands I rub the lube from the inside her thighs up to her lower abdomen, my fings free flowing through the folds of her labia. I repeat this with deliberate, firm and slow motions. After a few repetitions, I let a single random finger sink into her vigina. Every other motion I circle her clit. I can sense the start of an orgasm is building. I mix it up again massaging her labia with my thumbs.
I change things up again, I fight the urge to remain quiet and manage to say “Trust me and remember our safe word. I am very pleased with you and god, you’re feeding my soul.” I I tell her, I slip three fingers inside her, with my forefinger and index finger rubbing against her g-spot. After every few thrusts of my fingers, I press a little deeper. Her breathing deepens and she opens her legs further apart , an unspoken signal of submission. I insert 4 fingers, my hands still lubricated by the earlier massaging, but most of the lubrication coming from her arousal that seems to increase and moans intensify.
I am so aroused at this point, desire to bury my cock inside the wet pussy, me surrendering to the lust in me pounding her and pounding her for my pleasure, until I finally explode.
I keep my focus on the volume of her moaning that pushes me further. The knuckle of my little finger is now covered , her vigina feels tight but relaxed, giving way a little more with each thrust of my hand. I realise that my whole hand is just about inside her vigina. A darkness descends over my mind, “Trust me, safeword” I growl.
Her orgasm seems near, I apply slightly more pressure on her clip with my thumb as shange the trusting of my fingers to rotate my hand inside her. I fold my thumb in between my fingers and apply a little more downward pressure. She exhales a deep breath, she pulls against her bond as she pushes up against my hand with more force that I’m pushing down. My hand disappears inside her. I feel wrapped around my wrist, a sensation my mind finds hard to process.
I slowly rotate my wrist keeping the outside of my thumb against her g-spot. My other hand pressed against her lower belly and exaggerating her feeling of being filled up, my thumb slowly circles against her clit. Her moans now sounding primal, her breathing rapid.
Her body tenses and shakes as her orgasm explodes deep inside her sending waves of pleasure reverberating across her body.
I’m not finished with you yet (part three) available here: I am not finished with you yet