Subordination:Chronicles of a Domme(16)

I went over to stand in front of William. “Look at me.”

When William raised his head, his eyes widened in surprise. “What?” I questioned.

“I’ve never seen you with your hair down.”

“I usually only wear it up for work and running.”

“I like it down. It softens you.”

I smiled. “That’s why I don’t wear it down at work. I don’t want to look like a softie who is going to go easy on a sub.”

“You’re beautiful both ways, but I like it down the best,” he said sincerely.

“Thank you.” His compliment momentarily made me gooey inside. For me, there was nothing quite like hearing a man tell you how beautiful or sexy you were. The icing on the cake was when it said with true emotion, not just as an afterthought. From the way he said it, I knew William genuinely thought I was beautiful. Of course, his integrity as a sub wouldn’t have allowed for him to be dishonest to his mistress.

Once again, I had to suit up my Domme mental armor again. I jerked my chin at the bed. “Now bend over.”

William obediently went to the bed. After spreading his feet apart, he placed his palms flat on the mattress. I slid the belt through my hands before doubling it over. When I cracked the ends together, William’s body shook ever so slightly.

I placed my left hand on his lower back to both steady him and to protect his vulnerable kidney area from the blows. Raising my right arm, I brought the belt down across his right butt cheek as hard as I could. His flesh reddened immediately. I hit the left buttock with the same force. I repeated the process but even harder.

Air hissed between William’s lips as he drew in a breath. His fingers gripped the sheets as his hips began to thrust in time with my blows. I let my hand snake around his hip to take his erection in my hand. “Yes, Mistress,” he groaned when I began to pump my hand up his shaft in between striking him.

When my hand grew wet from the precum coating his dick, I pulled my hand away and stopped the spanking. William’s head dropped down, and he buried his face into the mattress, groaning in frustration.

“Lie down on your back,” I instructed.

The mattress dipped as he placed one knee on it and then the other. When he reached the center, he flipped onto his back. Taking his hands, I tied them together with the rope from his car. I kept things simple this time with the basic handcuffs knot. After pulling his arms over his head, I tied them to the headboard.

“Blindfolds. Hard or soft limit?”

“Soft.”

“Good.” I took the tie off the table and returned to William.

“You’re using my tie?”

“It’s a better choice than your T-shirt or worst of all your shorts.”

William smiled. “I’ll take the tie, Mistress.”

I placed it around William’s eyes before knotting it behind his head. “How does that feel?”

“Fine.”

“Can you see anything?”

“No, Mistress.”

Now that he was tied up and blindfolded, I needed the dental floss, ice, and Tens unit. Since this was a five-star hotel, there was already ice waiting for me in the fancy bucket. I brought everything over to the nightstand.

I took a piece of ice and popped it into my mouth. I then leaned over and brought my mouth to William’s. After kissing him gently, I used the ice cube to outline his lips before dipping it over his chin. I slid it down over his Adam’s apple and then down his throat. It left a trail of moisture behind that glistened on his skin.

When I reached his right pec, I circled his nipple with the ice cube, causing it to pebble. I continued to swirl the cube around until I was sure the nub was as hard as it could be. I sucked the ice cube back into my mouth. As I munched on it, I pulled out a piece of dental floss and tied a knot around the hardened nipple.

Since I knew William was curious but being respectful and not asking, I said, “Dental floss works like fishing line in the same vein as a nipple clamp.”

“I like it. I mean, I’ve had the regular ones on before, but this is interesting.”

When I tugged on the strand, William sucked in a breath. “Are you sure about that.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

“Good. One down, one more to go.”

After taking another piece of ice, I repeated the process on his other nipple. I let the lengthy strand of dental floss trail down his stomach to where his erection lay. Wrapping it around his cock, I looped it together in a knot with the part of the floss on his lower abdomen to make it easier to tug on when the time came.

“You said CBT was a hard limit. What if it was cock and ball teasing, rather than torture?”

William appeared thoughtful. “I guess it would be okay.”

“I promise you’ll like it. But if you don’t, just use your safe word, and we’ll stop. Okay?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Taking the Tens unit, I placed one of the electrode pads on the underside of William’s cock as well as under his balls. He stiffened slightly at the contact. As the seconds ticked by, he held his breath. I turned on the unit to the lowest pulse. “How’s that?”

“Good.”

Keeping the controller in my hand, I stood up and got the belt again. I turned the dial up a few notches before bringing the belt down hard across William’s chest. “Would you like another?”

“Yes, Mistress.”

When I smacked him again, his head fell back, and he groaned. I laid the tens unit on the mattress. As I brought the belt across his lower abdomen, I yanked the knot on the dental floss. William shouted with pain-filled pleasure as he writhed on the bed. I continued alternating between hitting him and jerking the string as the Tens unit continued to tease his most sensitive areas.

“Are you close to coming?”

His answer came in a throaty groan. “Yes, Mistress…Very close.”

I dropped the belt and turned off the tens unit. As I pulled off the electrodes, I said, “You only come inside me.”

“Condoms are in my wallet,” he panted, jutting his chin at the nightstand.

After digging out three foil wrapped packages, I went back to the bed. I climbed onto William’s lap and straddled him. We both hissed when my pussy covered his crotch. I then began to rub my aching core against his cock.

Five long years of inflicting pain for the masochists who needed and desired it. Apart from a few times when I was simply horny, I’d never wanted one of their cocks inside me. Until William. His dick was so hard. So perfect. Everything about him was so fucking erotic. As I teased him, my juices began to coat his cock. He couldn’t see my arousal, but I could. But I was sure he could smell it. Feel the wetness of it. Desire it.

His arms jerked against the ropes, wanting to be free. Leaning over him, my left breast fell teasingly against his cheek. He quickly turned his head. With his mouth open, he sought out my nipple. When he found it, he pulled it between his lips. I moaned with pleasure at the feel of his sucking while I rubbed myself against his hard length.

He released my breast. Instead of going for the other one, he said, “Please, Mistress. Take me inside you.”

Although I could have let him beg even longer, I decided to put both him and myself out of our misery. I picked up one of the condom lying beside us. After tearing open the wrapper, I rolled the condom down over his erection and then guided it between my legs.

Slowly, I began to slide down his length. I had to take it slow since it had been so long since I had been with anyone. I bit down on my lower lip at the burn of his cock stretching me. But it was a good burn—the kind that hurt so very good.

“Oh God, you feel amazing,” William murmured.

Once he was buried deep inside me, I rolled my hips back and forth to get used to him. My head fell back, and I couldn’t help moaning with satisfaction. It felt so good to have a man inside me again—it felt so good to have William inside me.

I began to rise up on my knees and let him almost fall free of me. Leaning forward, I gripped his shoulders as I began to bounce up and down like I was riding at a full gallop. William began to thrust his hips up in time with my movements. Moans and cries of pleasure began to echo around the room. Sweat broke out at the base of my neck and began to trickle down my back.

Although it was visually and mentally stimulating having William tied up, I missed his hands. I wanted them squeezing my breasts and pinching my nipples. I wanted this thumb rubbing against my clit as I rode him. Instead, I ground myself harder against him as I bounced on and off.

“I’m so close, Mistress,” he croaked.

“You don’t get to come until I do,” I panted.

“Untie me, and I’ll get you there.”

“That’s not part of the scene.”

“My apologies, Mistress, but a scene is whatever a Domme makes it—you know that.”

Fuck me, he had a point. I pitched forward and grabbed at the bindings. I untied him from the headboard, but I didn’t untie his hands. Although he could still use his fingers, it wouldn’t be easy.

He stretched his arms down his chest. When he cupped me with both hands, I cried out. I began to ride him hard again while he rubbed me with his clasped hands. The friction was just what I needed. Within minutes, I was teetering on the edge. Closing my eyes, I slammed down onto him one last time, and then shouted with release.