Her moans were escalating and I smiled to myself, pleased that she was finding pleasure in this. After loving on her tits for a few minutes, I grabbed a new ice cube and slid it between her breasts, down to her belly button, circling and licking there as well.
Then I moved on to her pussy. Taking a fresh cube, I licked her from bottom to top, following the path with the ice. Charlotte cried out and bowed up on the bed, attempting to close her legs, but I was hindering the movement. I used the ice and my tongue to torture her until she was whimpering in desperation. With another new cube, I slid it inside her, pressing in with my finger and latching on to her clit. I sucked hard, setting her off like a rocket, screaming my name and convulsing.
Pre-come was leaking furiously, my cock begging to be released. I used the time to move off the bed and put the container of ice in the bathroom to calm myself down. After I felt a little stronger, I sat down at her side again and gave her another sweet kiss.
“How do you feel, sweetheart?”
“Fucking hell, Gabe. That was amazing,” she panted, still worked up from her orgasm.
“It’s crucial that you listen carefully to my instructions, Charlotte. There is great pleasure to be had in what comes next, but only if you do as you’re told. I don’t want you to be hurt or frightened.”
“All right.” Her voice held a hint of trepidation.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. I will always take care of you.” I opened the drawer again and lifted the small, leather crop, running the strips through my fingers as I gave her instruction.
“First, you need a word, something you can say that will tell me I’ve gone beyond your limit and I need to stop. I will always stop. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
She chose a word, and I went back to my explanation. “You are giving me complete and utter control of your body, sweetheart. You will not make a sound unless you are asked a direct question or are using your safe word. Not even a moan, Charlotte. That was the only time tonight you will be allowed to come without permission. You are not to orgasm unless I allow it. Your orgasms are mine. And, let me be very clear about something, that particular edict extends beyond what we do together this evening. You won’t always have to ask, but you are not allowed to get off on your own. That’s my job, and mine alone. Should you break this rule, you will be punished.”
She stilled and went rigid at my announcement.
“Sweetheart, trust, remember? I would never do anything to hurt you beyond adding to our pleasure. Do you have any questions?”
She shook her head slowly, and said, “No, not right now, but I probably will later.” I saw that she was nervous and soothed her by petting her body a few times, soft gestures of comfort and love.
“Before we begin, I’m going to warn you. You are already due for punishment.”
She gasped, “What for?”
I laid a hand on her throat and put just the slightest pressure there. “For even thinking about leaving me. I counted four times.” I pressed a little harder. “Although threatening to leave should warrant several more. But, I’m feeling generous and keeping the tally low. Be grateful for that and turn over, sweetheart. Get on your knees and forearms, legs spread wide and your sexy ass high in the air.”
She paused again, looking uncomfortable.
“There won’t be any anal play tonight,” I said, knowing the direction her thoughts had gone in. “Maybe someday, but don’t worry about that tonight.”
Tension seeped from her shoulders as I helped her turn and get into the right position. Then I situated myself behind her, my cock practically weeping at the sight of her body offered up to me, her arousal glistening on the lips of her pussy and the inner skin of her thighs.
Leaning over her back, I grasped her tits and squeezed, manipulating her nipples, twisting and plucking, ratcheting up her need. Going back to my original spot, I pushed her legs a little wider and used my thumbs to hold open the lips of her pussy so I could lick and suck all the evidence of her desire. After a few minutes, a moan slipped from her mouth and I immediately stopped and sat up.
“Silence,” I commanded, my voice hard as steel, much the same as my cock. “You broke a rule, sweetheart.”
Picking up the crop, I lashed it lightly across one round globe of her ass, ready to explode at the reddening of her creamy, white skin.
Charlotte cried out and I immediately halted to make sure she was okay. “Are you using your safe word, sweetheart, or do you trust me to go on?”
She didn’t answer right away and I began to worry that I was wrong about my belief that this would appeal to her. Then she spoke. “You can continue,” she said shakily.