They reached the playroom and she locked the door once they were in. She could smell both turmoil and arousal, with a hint of fear. She didn't want there to be fear today, not yet anyway. "Eric, remember, raindrops and storm clouds, okay?" She touched his face, making sure he felt that she was being gentle, trying to remind him that he was safe, that she’d take care of him.
He gave her a hesitant smile and she smelled some of the fear fade away. "Yes Kendra. Thank you."
"You can either address me as Kendra or ma'am, but you will use one or both of them every time you speak."
He closed his eyes as he dealt with that, then opened them to say, "Yes ma'am."
She walked him to the wall with the bondage equipment and pulled down two wrist cuffs. She smelled arousal, but she also smelled conflict. Normally she would make the submissive offer himself here, but she decided to take it easy on him, so she reached for each arm and gently placed the cuffs on his wrists. As she put the second cuff on she held onto the cuff and walked behind him, reaching for the other cuff and then pulling his wrists behind his back before attaching the cuffs together. After walking him to the center of the room she reached for the chain hanging from one of the ceiling mounted winches and bent him over at the waist, attaching the chain to his wrists behind his back. She went back to the wall and pushed the button that would raise the chain, stopping it just as she saw muscles at his shoulders start to strain, then letting it down about an inch. She grabbed a spreader bar on the way back to him and bent to put it on his ankles when she reached him. He was only a little bit hard and Kendra decided he needed to be a whole lot more aroused before they continued. She walked to one of the bondage ottomans and rolled it under his face, it was a little low so she put a wedge on it. Perfect height. She then laid on the wedge, which put her pussy at the ideal height and angle for him to pleasure her with his mouth and tongue.
"Make me come, Eric. Use that tongue. If you tease me I will punish you. Pleasure me, don't tease me."
And he pleasured her, and then pleasured her some more with that beautiful mouth. Kendra was beyond turned on, this strong male bound as he was, hurting his shoulders to lean farther into her, to give her more pleasure. Sacrificing with his pain for her pleasure. After the second orgasm she forced herself to move, the smell of pain telling her his shoulders were hurting him a good bit by then. She walked to the wall and let his arms down then released them from the chain, but she left them behind his back. He was hard as a rock now, and she was pleased. She made him waddle in the spreader bar over to a spanking bench and then stand there while she used the two foot wide plastic wrap to completely cover the top and back of it. She kept a careful eye on him, if he fell she’d have no problems getting to him before he hit the ground, but he looked pretty stable, more stable than he should have been in a spreader bar with this hands bound behind his back. He watched her oil up the center part of the wrap and didn't seem to understand what she was up to. When she was finished she leaned him over it and fastened his ankles, then released his hands from behind his back and fastened them out to his side, but didn't restrain his hips or thighs.
She patted him on the ass and then walked to the wall and gathered a few things from a drawer before walking back to him and making sure he watched her put on a pair of medical gloves. She saw him hump the table once and his eyes got big – now he understood why she had oiled up the area under him. When he humped the table, it felt good. She wiggled her gloved fingers and then smiled at him, running her hand from the top of his head all the way down to his ass as she walked around behind him.
"Not a word, Eric. Unless you want to tell me one of your safewords, not a word comes out of your mouth."
She lubed up the fingers of her right hand and then squirted some lube on the outside of his ass before shooting some inside. One finger wasn't a problem, even though he was tightening up really badly.
"Eric, I need you to relax. Push, like you are trying to push me out. Yes, there you go, that's it."
She worked him for a bit with one finger and saw him fighting to not hump the table. She could smell his growing arousal, so she added a finger and then felt herself smiling as he moaned. Once he was comfortable with two fingers and was still fighting to not hump the table she said, "Eric, fuck the table, hump it. Go, NOW."
He started to slowly hump it and she decided he needed a threat. "Do it in earnest unless you want another finger. Move your ass, fuck the table, like you mean it. I want you to come all over the table Eric." She pegged his prostate, "I want you to come with my fingers in your ass."