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“If you want to do this, test the
waters, we can go out to my teepee and play as much as you
want.”

“You have a personal teepee?” She
was excited by how his voice rumbled along her back. The man was
more interesting by the second.

“I built it for my enjoyment,
nothing else. Then I started to fill it with toys and furniture and
things. It’s my personal bondage oasis. No one has ever been inside
or knows its kinky side. Most think the only thing happening behind
the white covering is meditation or something similarly
zen-like.”

“No one? I’d be the first?” Nothing
could tell him more succinctly how she was meant to have her first
experience in a place that no one else had ever visited, much less
submitted to his pleasures. She deserved a fresh platform to
introduce her to a bondage lifestyle and was pleased he was able to
offer her one.

“Yes, the absolute first,” he told
her as he pinched and twisted her bundle of nerves. It surprised
her to discover exactly how close to the edge of coming she
actually was. “You’d have to enter the structure naked and ready to
submit to me. I don’t want to do anything you don’t want. How do
you feel about being tied in a way you can’t move your
arms?”

“Very interested,” she told him and
placed a hand over his where it rested between her legs. Her hand
wasn’t there to help him do anything, he needed no guidance. What
she needed to do was calm things down otherwise she’d
shatter.

“What about securing you to a piece
of furniture?”

“Yes,” she murmured and closed her
eyes to fall even further into his verbal seduction.

“The toys may be things you’ve
never seen before, but I promise they’re for pleasing you and
therefore me. Are you okay if I show you the toys first, explain
how they work? How they should please us both?” His voice had
dropped even lower and he added a second finger to the first to
thrust in and out of her slit.

“Oh, yes,” she groaned and knew it
was both her excitement about what he offered and how he pleasured
her body.

“Then,” he told her and twirled her
clit, then pushed the two fingers inside her and moved them into a
hook.

“Let’s,” Jon said as he pressed the
fingers against her walls in search of her g-spot. She knew what he
was looking for because she’d sought it out and never found
it.

The moment he found the spot, he
pressed firmly, and her hips tensed up. She held onto his wrist
with both hands as she broke. He gave her a pulsing, groaning,
eye-rolling release before he whispered in her ear as she started
to come back to earth.

“Go.” Laughing, he sucked his
fingers clean before he held her close.

“We are going to have such a good
time in my teepee,” he told her and she smiled.

“I have a lot of orgasms waiting to
be released after my years of celibacy. Hope you’re up for the
challenge.”

Jon was all man and she needed to
spend more time with him, be more for him. She wanted to be his
woman. Maybe it would happen, but for now, she wanted to be with
him in all ways.

“Challenge accepted, flower.” He
helped her stand before he got up himself. She was a little
unsteady, but she’d be fine, more than fine. She’d be in Jon
Black’s hands and only good would come from being there.

Having Molly at his side, wearing
nothing as they made their way to his teepee for sensual pursuits,
made Jon a happy man. Never in his wildest dreams did he think this
moment was possible when they’d first met. He’d been struck silent
by her, content to simply watch the beautiful blonde flower, but no
more. His voice was back and he couldn’t be happier.

It wasn’t good enough to simply
speak to her, he needed to touch her as well—touch as much as he
wanted and how he wanted. This day would last forever in his mind
as the best one he’d had to date, and he hoped there were many more
to come.

Leading her by the hand along the
path, he couldn’t hold back his smile as they entered the maze-like
entrance to the garden. The stone wall bent around, as he’d
designed it to be a unique entrance. It also served as an added
layer of protection. He’d had nothing else to think about because
there’d been nothing special to focus on. Everything was different
with Molly in his life and at his side.

A partner was what he’d wanted, and
it didn’t help that those around him kept finding their mates.
First Court discovered Sunny at their club, then Matt found Sakura
in Japan and she’d followed him to Montana where Ted had joined
them. He wanted someone to feel strongly about him, and he believed
the woman for him was Molly. Sitting back and simply being with her
had moved on to something bigger and stronger.

Earlier, when he told her he had
feelings for her, he hadn’t been completely honest. He knew it was
love, but he was getting used to the idea before he shared it with
her.

“You have a shower out
here?”

“Yah, I wanted to have a place that
was open and without any roofs or doors, to be whatever I wanted it
to be,” he offered as he led her through the tall grass towards his
teepee.

“It feels like a different world
behind the wall.”

“There’s over an acre back here,
and it’s exactly what I want,” he said as they stopped before his
canvas-covered structure. It had taken him no time to build once he
had all the pieces. Despite the time and work he’d put into it, the
structure hadn’t seemed real until he wrapped the white canvas
around it.

“It’s stunning out here. I look
forward to seeing it in daylight,” she told him while gripping his
hand.

“Don’t be afraid. I would never
hurt you.” He was firm and sure about what he said.

“I know, I think I’m more afraid of
the unknown.” While he watched, she closed her eyes and, from what
he could see, took a few deep breaths. There was no way he could
hold back the small smile twittering his lips. He loved her and was
incredibly pleased to have her in his life.

“Ready,” she whispered and her blue
eyes seemed to glow. Yes, it appeared she was ready for whatever
was about to happen.

Shifting the opening flap to the
side, he stepped in and went around lighting candles which were
protected by glass shields. In the old days they’d build a fire in
the center for heat and light cooking. He wasn’t going to, but
considered adding a wood burning stove for wintertime.

He’d think about it later, and he
turned around to see Molly standing in the teepee’s entrance. The
woman took his breath away. Jon watched as she walked around the
room, touching a kneeling bench before stopping before the
frame.

“With this one you’d lie down
inside the wood frame with your hands and feet secured. From there,
I’d run a feather across your body or drip wax on a nipple. What
was that?” He asked the question when she’d muttered
something.

Leaning down, he asked again what
she was saying and realized she quietly groaned “Please” over and
over again. Looking at her breasts, he noticed they were pebble
hard and knew she was excited, not afraid. Good, the lead up to
playing was looking good. He might as well get started in earnest.
Delaying the bulk of their scene would heighten her excitement, but
she didn’t need to tip over to the fearful side.

“We’ll do that another time.
Tonight, I’m going to secure your hands,” he told her as he opened
a drawer. Pulling out a couple of long leather straps, he showed
them to her and finished what he was saying. “I’ll use these to
secure your hands above your head using those hooks.” He pointed to
the thick center pole with two metal hooks about halfway
up.

She said nothing as she watched him
tie a loop in the middle of each strap and place it over the hook.
Under her focused attention, he tugged hard on each strip of
leather to show her they’d not let her go.

There were no words for what he was
feeling at the moment. As patiently as he could, he waited for her
to accept him and his kink. Jon didn’t know he’d been holding his
breath until she stepped up to him. Kissing her hard on the lips,
he made fast work of wrapping the straps around each arm. With her
back to the pole, her arms were pulled above her head securely, but
she could unwind them whenever she wanted.

“Feel all right?” Looking intently
at her hands, he waited for her to show they could move. He hadn’t
pulled anything tightly, but he wanted to make sure.

“Fine, I’m excited and curious
about what’s going to happen next.” She tried to smile, but it
faltered and instead her breathing sped up. He could tell because
there was no looking away from her chest with the bright red
painted nipples. They were where he planned to play tonight.
Nothing too scary for her, only pleasure was the desired
outcome.

“I have something to tease your
nipples and stretch them out, pull them way out for me to enjoy,
and you do come. You ready to get kinky, flower?”

“Oh, yes,” she murmured while
squeezing her legs close together. Next time he’d need to secure
her feet with a spreader bar, but he had to remember to go slow.
There was no way he wanted to scare her into running.

Taking a minute, he went back to
the chest and removed the items he needed. Setting them on a table,
he carried it back with him, making sure she couldn’t see what was
there. The nipple twisters weren’t the most beautiful toys, but
they certainly looked better than the other options and they
worked.

Coming around in front of her, he
stood close enough that his hard-on poked her belly. Jon used his
thumb to softly rub her plump bottom lip as he looked for passion
to light her eyes. There was some, but he wanted to see fire.
Dipping his finger between her parted lips, he licked his lips as
she sucked him as if it were his cock.

There was a vein of naughty need
pumping through his woman. He would never get enough of seeing it
float to the surface.

“Soon I’ll fuck you, but first…” he
told her as his other hand slipped down to tease an already excited
nipple. They were constantly hard and pointing, but he wanted them
bigger and ready for attention. “I’m going to indulge my need for
your delightful nipples.”

The few words were the only warning
he offered before moving his mouth to surround the tip his finger
didn’t work over. With his teeth, tongue, and mouth, he worked the
tender nipples until they stood out. Surrounding one with his
mouth, he sucked hard, as if he could take the areole and all to
the back of his throat.

Humming with delight, he pressed
the nipple to the roof of his mouth with his tongue. Gentle
seduction, softness mixed with dirty passion, wasn’t how he
normally possessed a woman, but this one was different.

Swapping to the other nipple, his
finger pinched and pulled the one his mouth had played with seconds
before. While he enjoyed himself, Jon thought about how the next
step she would find pleasure in as well.

Biting and tugging one tight tip,
he reached around the pole to the table top and got some lubricant.
Squeezing a dollop onto his finger, he spread it over her nipple
and a little beyond. After he covered the other one with the lube,
he dipped a finger down between her legs.

Gasping, Molly’s eyes opened and
looked right at him. It was the first time they’d connected since
he’d secured her arms to the pole, and this time he found the fire
he’d been hoping to see. He dipped his digit into her pussy and
left it buried while cupping her mound.

“Spread your legs for me, lover.
Let me watch your need for me grow.” There was no delaying or
questioning, simply a small nod and her legs shifted apart. They
weren’t as wide as he would’ve liked, but it was definitely enough
for the moment.

Jon stepped close to her, reached
around her, and picked up one of the acrylic tubes with a sealed
plastic screw. Lifting the device, he put the opening over her
areole and started to twist the screw. He waited for her eyes to
register what he was doing, and only then did he explain what was
going to happen next.

“I’m going to place these over your
nipples and use the screws to take away air, pulling the tips out
even further and holding them there. I believe you’ll enjoy having
your nipples being pulled and held captive in a vacuum sealed
environment. It’s all right to come.” Lightly he laughed while
remembering her earlier challenge. “You have many more waiting for
a release. I’d never think of denying you an orgasm.”

Molly gasped at the first full
twisting motion he made. At the second turn her eyelids fluttered
before they drooped a bit. With the fifth full rotation she was
breathing deeply and by the ninth she was coming. He put his finger
inside her heat and was thrilled to be a part of her release. To
feel it while not completely lost to the eroticism of the moment
gave him a chance to take in other bits.

He found how her mouth opened to a
delicate o shape—intoxicating. Maybe next time he’d have her on her
knees and sucking his cock while he helped plump her nipples. The
other thing he noticed was how her eyes had remained opened,
although they were only slits. Maybe she didn’t want to lose their
connection, no matter how briefly.