The Commitment(14)

Then, he pushed me down on the bed and began undressing me, his movements needy, rough, struggling with my buttons before pulling the sweater off over my head. He pulled down the other cup and sucked on my nipple, and I couldn’t stop from gasping when he drew his teeth over the hard nub.

He unbuttoned my jeans and unzipped them, pulling them off my hips slowly. Underneath was a matching pair of cream lace bikini panties.

"What are you going to do?" I said.

"Katherine," he said, frowning just a bit. "No questions."

I grimaced. "Sorry. But when we started all this, Lara picked you because you love to teach. I was supposed to be a student…"

"School's out." Then he kissed me again, silencing me with his mouth, one hand squeezing a breast while the other cradled my head.

I did my best to shut off my questions, shut off my mind and curiosity and waited. Not knowing what he had planned was exciting and a bit exhilarating. He ran his hands over my body, his fingers grazing my erect nipples, his palms warm over my belly. One hand covered my mound while the other slipped underneath me, grabbing my ass and pulling me up on the bed. He lay on top of me, grinding his erection hungrily against my groin. I whimpered, and couldn't help but respond, thrusting my hips up to meet his. He lay between my open thighs, his face directly above mine, his blue eyes holding mine.

He kissed me, then traced his tongue down my throat and shoulder down to one breast, circling my nipple, then lower over my belly. He spread my thighs with his hands and slipped his fingers between my folds to the entrance to my body. I groaned and writhed under his touch, which was firm, insistent. Two fingers slid inside of me, and I gasped, my body trembling.

His mouth and tongue followed his fingers until he was between my spread thighs, my body open to him completely. I could barely breathe when he leaned over me, his hands on each of my knees, staring at my body like a lion considering his prey.

Then he left the bed and went to his closet. From where I lay on the bed, I could see inside the closet. Beside racks of clothes and shoes, was a black wooden cabinet with a padlock. He removed a key from a shelf and opened the lock. Inside the cabinet, I saw an assortment of leather ties, straps, some thin nylon rope, and several rubber-looking toys that looked like dildos or butt plugs and several long bars that had places to attach cuffs – spreader bars.

He selected several leather cuffs, some other longer straps and then I saw him choose one sex toy and a bottle of lubricant and returned, his hands behind his back.

"Lie with your head at the top of the bed. Close your eyes, Katherine."

I said nothing in reply, closing my eyes and trying to give in completely, but it was hard. He'd never used either a dildo or a butt plug with me, although he had begun to stimulate my anus with a finger during our encounters. When I protested, he told me that I would get used to it and eventually, it would become erotic. I knew when I signed the agreement that anal was on the agenda, but I felt he'd take his time with it. I wasn't sure I was ready yet.

I bit my lip and closed my eyes.

"Don't be nervous. Nothing I do will hurt."

I nodded and took in a deep breath, my stomach filled with butterflies, my flesh aching with need. I moved further up on the bed, lying with my hands over my head close to the headboard and my eyes closed. My heart was pounding in my ears as excitement built in me.

The bed compressed as he climbed onto it, straddling me, his knees on either side of my hips. First, he tied a soft cloth blindfold around my head, covering my eyes. I blinked, to check if I could see anything but the blindfold covered my eyes perfectly. Then, he took my hands in his and attached leather cuffs to each of my wrists before fastening them to the headboard. I pulled on them to test how secure they were. I could move an inch or two, no more.

He left the bed for a moment, and I waited, my skin puckering from the cool air. I couldn't see anything, I couldn't move, completely helpless. My mind went into that place, the feeling of complete and utter helplessness. I felt euphoric.

In the distance, I heard the clink of something and frowned, wondering what he was doing. Was he getting some more Anisovaya?

He returned and I felt him sit on the bed, the clink of something hard against glass. Then, an ice cube, cold and wet pressed against the skin of my neck. I gasped as he trailed the ice cube from the base of my throat below my collar, down between my breasts, circling each breast, giving me goose bumps. He held the ice against one nipple and then the other, each one tightening to hard points. The chill from the ice was intense, almost bordering on pain, and when I thought I couldn't stand it any longer, he covered the nipple with his mouth, his tongue warm and wet.