Love and History(27)

He focused on the center and gave her three sharp slaps on each cheek. “What do you crave right now?”

“You. More of this.” She couldn’t form a proper answer as her body clung to the sweet ache and stretching he’d inflicted.

“What would make this better?” His hands slid under her and lifted her up to kneel back. Her hot sore ass pressed to her heels.

She shuddered but held the pose. “Whatever you dream up, I’ll love, Master.”

“No, I want you to pick. To beg. Or I’m done with you now.”

“No!” He couldn’t be serious. “Nipple clamps!”

The words flew out of her mouth, and it felt right. He’d abused her ass perfectly, and the sting setting in told her nothing more was needed there right now. But her breasts were having no fun at all. Would he satisfy or torment her?

“I see. Sit up straight.” The tool slid under her chest, pushing her chest off the bed. He rubbed the leather instrument over her breasts, but he gave her only a few gentle licks with the toy.

She obeyed and corrected her posture. Her pussy throbbed and her ass tingled, but her breasts took center stage now. He tongued over her chest, sucking thoroughly and biting occasionally. She moaned to encourage him, but when he moved away, she prayed he was getting clamps for her.

His body heat told her when he’d returned. The silence made her yearn for his voice, but she waited patiently, focused on holding the pose on a soft bed. Cold metal rings fit over her nipples, and he turned them, tightening them slowly, one and then the other.

“More, Master. Please,” she said.

He gave each another half turn, and she gasped. Unable to control her hips, she rocked as the metal pinched.

“Too much?” He kissed her nipples and tugged. There was a chain linking the rings.

“No.” Suddenly, she wanted to see him. To see herself like this! She squinted and tried to move the blindfold just a little.

He caught onto her game and pulled it off completely. “I could put a little weight on them.”

She shook her head as she saw her breasts decorated with metal and linked. There was a bit of pink from where he’d tapped her, but nothing to cause any pain. Her eyes focused on his magnificent body. “Thank you, Master. No weights yet.”

“Good, you’re honest.” He grabbed something off the dresser and went behind her. “Look over your shoulder.”

She obeyed and saw he had a large hand mirror held up to her rear. The end of the big blue butt plug nestled between her pink cheeks was a turn on. He’d done all of this to her, for her. Tears welled in her eyes. “Thank you, Master.”

“Are you okay? Nothing cramping or aching?” he asked.

She let herself feel it all. Only a little fatigued, she shook her head. “I want more,” she said.

“No. I won’t wear you out tonight. I want another round later and before work in the morning. I’ll make sure to take you to your place to change in time.” He smiled. “Pace yourself. We’ve got forever.”

She nodded and waited to see what he’d do.

He lifted her chin and kissed her hard. She let her tongue meet his, but there was no keeping up. He pressed to her and flicked her nipples until she gasped. Without warning his hands went lower. One worked the butt plug, teasing and stretching her. The other hand worked her clit. He pushed her pussy lips back with his fingers and nudged the nub gently side-to-side.

At first, it was playful, but after a few minutes, it was unbearable. “Please! Master, you’re making me come.”

“I’m playing with you for my entertainment. Don’t come,” he said.

Groaning, she shook her head and tried to reclaim control. He had it; he had it all! He twisted the plug and kept the steady pace over her clit. “I can’t help myself. Please let me. Master, it’s too much. I’m sorry, seeing you turns me on too much.”

He chuckled. “Fine, come, my little sub. You’ll pay for it later.”

The spark of his touch and his words sent her shaking. She leaned back and lost her balance, but he released the plug and caught her. She was safely pressed to him as his fingers kept the pulse of ecstasy pounding through her. Squeezing the butt plug, her body wanted to be stuffed. She’d have to beg for him to fuck her next time with a toy in her ass.

He helped her to lie safely on her side and untied her ankles then kissed his way up to her knees. When they were free, she stretched her legs to feel the ache from immobility. Next, he unfastened the clamps, and she winced.

“Too much?” he asked.

She shook her head. “It feels so good. Just the pressure change.”

He sucked her nipples, and it sent her higher. Arching her back, she pushed more into his mouth until he released her. Finally, he took out the plug. Then he came with the key and released her wrists.