the edge
Opening the door, he grabbed me by the hand and pulled me inside. The heavy door slammed behind me as my body hit the wall next to the it. I caught a glimpse of him, before he put his hands over my eyes. His eyes were cold, but his expression, almost a smile. Yes- I’m certain it was.
“I have an idea, something different,” he said.
My eyes closed now, and he placed a blindfold over them. His hands on my throat, he pushed and raised me up onto my toes. I complied, holding my breath a little until I felt his lips press against mine. His tongue swept inside my mouth. The kiss was my safety. My way to know he was here with me. It was a moment of calm, one that I had asked for- that he gladly provided to me every time.
“Undress,” he demanded. I complied, excited, as usually when he had me undress before I entered the house it meant he had planned something.
“Down,” he ordered me once I was undressed. I slid down the wall until I was on my knees. I heard him unzip and moments later felt his warm cock rubbing against my lips. I opened and took him inside my mouth. He was already hard and I sucked his cock for a few moments until he pulled away, pulling me off of him by my hair. I sat on my knees, quietly, taking slow deep breaths while he prepared me. I felt my hands and ankles being cuffed and a collar being placed around my neck.
He grabbed me by my hair and walked, pulling me with him as I stumbled to keep up. He pushed me down on a soft padding and positioned me so that I was laying down. The padding was not too much wider than I was. He connected my wrists over my head and ankles to something and then checked to see my range of motion. I had some, but not enough to sit up or close my legs. I felt his hands on my body, stroking, and touching. Then slapping. Pinching me. I winced and whimpered until he knew I was annoyed. He was taunting me and laughing at me.
His hand came across my cheek hard. I gasped and held my face to the side. A bit shocked, but slipping away. My subspace comes pretty fast when he is forceful like this. I melted away and felt my space. The cool breeze from the open window, the smell of the leather collar, the tight bands around my wrists, the pounding in my chest. My hard nipples, my wet pussy.
I couldn’t see anything but I felt his fingers trail up my skin. Up my thigh, my waist, he stopped at my breast, grabbing fists full of them until it stung. I winced and cursed until he stopped. His hand went up to my throat where he applied pressure until I opened my mouth to gasp for air.
“Good girl.”
His cock pushed into my mouth. He was standing beside me so I leaned to the side to reach him. My restraints held me back, but I stretched my neck, I elongated my lips, I sucked him in. I whimpered and pleaded for more. He teased me, pulled back and rubbed it across my tongue, smacked me in the face with it. He made me plead, but never gave it to me- not the way I wanted. I wanted it deep in my mouth, down my throat. I wanted to choke on it, devour it. But he stopped short before giving me what I want.
He pulled away and moved between my legs. He pushed his cock inside me, slowly. More slowly than usual. I took him in, groaning as the burn in my cunt warmed the rest my body. I open my legs as far as the ankle restraints would allow me. Waiting for him to push inside, sink his cock inside me- take me, hard.
He didn’t. Shallow thrusts, never completely entering me. His cock slid into the opening of my pussy. ”Oh God?” I gasped for more. I thrust my hip toward him but he pulled back. He was torturing me. He was teasing and giving me almost what I wanted, almost. He said nothing.
His cock slid, shallow, in and out of my pussy. I tightened around him, trying to entice him to sink his cock inside. I frowned, and giggled, and pleaded. It was torturous and playful. He went faster- surely he would lose his resolve here. Surely he would want more. Surely he would want to cum and bury his cock inside me. I encouraged him with words, moving my hips against him. His fist wrapped around his cock, stopping him from going farther. My body was shaking- my pussy was on fire, my clit throbbed and my g-spot ached to be fucked. My heart raced. I felt dizzy with want.
I pleaded some more, but he ignored my pleas. He pulled out and moved to my side again. Never touching him, I could hear him jerking his cock neck to me. Over my face. I continued to beg him to fuck me. Fuck my mouth, fuck my cunt. Please. I needed his cock, please baby- give me that big fucking cock.
Aching everywhere and now my pleading and wanting was going to get him off. I begged more, louder, listening to his breathing, the speed of the friction over his cock, groans. The excitement was unbearable. I felt completely helpless and my cunt ached, hurt. I couldn’t breathe anymore. This was torture. Worse than denial… worse than forced. It was the edge and it wasn’t going anywhere.
He breathing sped up and I felt him grabbing at my tit with his other hand, first groping, then squeezing, taking a fist and pinching my nipples. I cried out as his grip tightened. As I did, he groaned hard and I felt him- his hot cum shooting on my my neck, my cheek, my mouth. He released my tit and walked away. Leaving me, messy, aching and wanting.
a beautiful arousing story. compliments !
That was very very hot! I really like your writing!
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Hi, please don’t ever get on your knees to a man. Women are superior than men. Order him to get on his knees to worship your feminine. Be proud to be a woman and receive worship.
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That was unbelievable! I’m over here with an aching pussy now too!! Now that’s how you get dominated!!
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oh girl, you worked magic with your words! The edge is a nice place to play for a while but to be left like that–it’s like the edge of insanity. I need to be pushed OVER. it’s all about control & I don’t have it! lol.
(and one of the comments amuse me.)