“Are you okay, pet?” he asked, as he buckled the other cuff.
Abby remembered to keep her breathing even and nodded. “Yes, Sir.” Bondage wasn’t all that hard, she’d discovered, once you got past the initial burst of fear. So, this time Mark was going to cuff her completely. It was a little nerve wracking, but she trusted him. When he finished, the cuffs were snug and the chains were short, spreading her legs. Her newly shaved pussy felt overexposed and she fought hard not to cover it with her hands.
Mark slid a finger into the second cuff, as he’d done with the first, checking the fit and then turned back to the dresser. Except, she realized, he didn’t go to the dresser. Instead he picked up the chair beside it, which had contained her discarded clothes and overnight bag, but was now empty. He set it in the middle of the room a few feet back from the foot of the bed.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
Mark looked up at her. “Pet. Rule number three is: You don’t ask questions. If you’re confused about an order I’ve given you, you’re allowed to ask for clarification. But it’s not your place to ask me what I’m doing or why I’m doing it. Not everything will even have a reason behind it other than ‘Because I feel like it.’ Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.” Abby watched as he left the chair, and rounded the bed again. He opened the nightstand drawer to her left and took something out. He pressed it into her hand. When she opened it, she recognized the small clit vibrator. She closed her eyes and suppressed a groan.
“I told you it would be challenging,” said Mark. “Even from the beginning.”
He took a seat on the chair, which faced her straight on. Her shaved, exposed pussy displayed for him. Abby tried to tell herself that he’d obviously already seen it all, having just shaved her, but it was still difficult.
“I think you know what I want, pet,” Mark told her in that dark, low tone of his that always made her stomach do flip flops. “But if you need me to, I’ll give you a direct order. Masturbate for me.” Mark leaned back in the chair. “You’re not getting uncuffed until you come. And don’t take your eyes off me once you start. Am I clear on that? If you close your eyes or look away, that’s a punishment.”
Abby nodded. “Yes, Sir.” She took a deep breath, twisted the bottom of the toy to its on position and slid it down between her legs.
Her face flushed crimson as Mark, rather than looking at her pussy, looked right into her eyes. His gaze was hard steel, but darkened somewhat by desire. She wanted to look away from that gaze that never missed anything, but she remained in control of herself and maintained eye contact. The second the vibe hit her clit she groaned. His message was clear. She couldn’t hide from him as his submissive. He’d told her every part of her would be open to him, but Abby had never really considered the deeper meaning of his words beyond the basic sexual connotation.
She’d never touched herself in front of anyone. It was such a private, personal act reserved only for the shower or the safety of her bed, hidden underneath the covers. It felt terrifying and wanton all at the same time. She felt herself start to get wet and circled her clit with the toy.
“Finger your hole. I want it covered in juice.”
Abby slid her hand between her swollen pussy lips and felt her own slickness on her fingertips. She pushed her middle finger inside herself. She thrust it in and out while pressing the vibrator against her clit. Mark was still looking in her eyes and not at her pussy. “Taste yourself,” he ordered and she froze. She felt split down the center. She wanted to please Mark. She really did. Because pleasing him meant he’d please her. But this was too difficult a task.
Masturbating in front of someone was new, to be sure, but the act itself was as familiar as anything else in her life. One she’d done thousands of times. But taste herself? No. She’d never done that. Before she’d meant to, she shook her head no. Mark stood up and she stiffened. Punishment. She’d get a punishment now for disobeying.
“I’m sorry,” she whimpered. “I just-”
“It’s alright. I’ll help you,” he told her. He leaned down, putting his hands on the bed and buried his face in her snatch. She gasped and raised her hips off the bed. His flattened tongue drove her insane, pushing past her labia and lapping up her juices. For good measure, he shoved his tongue into her hole a few times. Abby was on the brink of orgasm when he pulled away. He climbed up over her and before she could react, he sealed his mouth over hers, driving his tongue inside with the same force.
Abby closed her eyes and dropped the toy onto the sheets. She wrapped her arms around him and pulled him close. She was surprised that she didn’t find the taste unpleasant at all. Or maybe it was just Mark’s taste that she didn’t wholly object to. As he took her mouth, his hand found her pussy and rubbed her expertly. His tongue slid in and out of her mouth with the same rhythm as his finger down below and Abby was drowning in pleasure.
He withdrew from her pussy and brought his hand up. “Suck, pet,” he commanded, and held his index finger to her lips. She took it in her mouth, hoping that he would make her come soon if she was good. He pulled his finger out and kissed her deeply. His hand found hers and brought it down. He entwined his fingers with hers and together they played in the growing wetness between her legs. He brought their hands up to her mouth, breaking their kiss. She dutifully parted her lips and licked their fingers.
“I’m going to fuck you a lot, pet,” he told her quietly. “And never with a condom. I may not always finish in your pussy. I may choose to use your mouth to come. You need to get used to the taste.”
He got back off the bed and settled back down into the chair. “You still need to come,” he reminded her and Abby picked up the toy and pressed it against her engorged clit once more.
He had a power over her, that much was certain. But she didn’t think it was just the domination stuff. He made her
feel
things, incredible things. The sweet torture of near-orgasms that crept slowly to the edge, but then receded, which left her partially frustrated but mostly desperate for more. A hunger for pleasure that hadn’t been there before she’d met him. The heady excitement when she knew she’d see him again and couldn’t stop herself from wondering what he’d show her next.
She met his eyes across the bed and began to fuck herself slowly, despite her raging desire for an orgasm. She did it the way she thought he would if this were a different night, a different exercise. She slowly, thoroughly, lubed up her finger and brought it to her lips without hesitation. Mark’s eyes went darker still as he watched her suck, pushing it in and out of her mouth like it was his cock. She hadn’t given him head yet, but she knew he was thinking about it now.
She had a strange power, too, she realized, even though she was the one chained to the bed. Mark wanted her. And every task she completed, every order she followed, made him desire her even more. Abby never felt powerful during sex, despite her long list of do’s and don’t’s. She’d only felt meek and unsure and unfulfilled.
One thing was certain, Mark would never leave her feeling unfulfilled. She’d already had more orgasms with him than in either of her long-term relationships. She definitely didn’t feel meek, lying here on display like some wicked seductress. And she no longer had to feel unsure about anything. Because nothing was hers to control. All she had to do was whatever Mark told her to do.
She swirled her wet fingertip over one nipple, then the other and trailed it back down to her pussy. She stuck two fingers into her tight hole and nearly laughed as she shocked herself by hoping in that instant that Mark would stretch her pussy to better accommodate that beautiful cock of his. She humped her hand slowly, increasing the rhythm until she was fucking herself furiously. She came with a keening cry, watching Mark intently, and knowing he could have anyone he wanted but in that moment, he only wanted her.
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Tex tried not to grin as he watched the wicked little witch chained to his bed try and chip away at his control. The show she was putting on for him was far and away better than anything he’d expected tonight. His cautious little pet was turning into a fucking minx. And he loved it. Thank God she had no idea how close she was coming to achieving her apparent goal of having him drop his pants and fuck the hell out of her right now.
The little sex kitten was sucking her finger like a cock and he decided it was time to work on her oral skills. She had a long way to go in her training and the sooner they started, the sooner he could have her in the way he wanted. She came loudly and he got up and took the vibrator from her. He set it on the nightstand and began to unbuckle her cuffs.
He laid down on the bed next to her and pulled her against him. “That was very good, pet. I loved watching you. Did you enjoy doing it?”
She snuggled closer to him. “Yes, Sir.”
He leaned down and kissed her, tracing his tongue along her bottom lip and teasing her mouth. “I love the way you taste,” he told her. He brushed her hair back from her face. “It’s time for you to return the favor, pet.” He looked down at her, gauging her response. She didn’t look all that surprised. She nodded, albeit not terribly enthusiastically.
“You don’t like it?” he asked her, gently.
“I’m not very good at it. Plus...”
“Swallowing is an issue for you.”
She nodded.
He held her a little tighter against him. “Well, it’s one of the things you’re going to learn to do this weekend. You might like it eventually. Or you might just learn to tolerate it. Either way, it’s going to happen. You don’t need to worry about it, though. I’m not going to make you try and figure it out by yourself. I’m going to tell you exactly how I like it.”
He stood up and unbuttoned his jeans. He stripped all his clothes off and laid them at the foot of the bed. He laid back down and pulled Abby over him so she straddled his legs. He lifted his semi-hard cock. “See this spot?” he asked her, fingering the underside of the head. “That’s the sweet spot, pet. When it’s time to suck me, and I’m not fully hard yet, you take your tongue and you lick it. Do it now.” Abby leaned forward, extended the tip of her tongue and took a swipe. “Good girl. Now keep licking it. Slowly. Just a few times.”
Abby did as instructed and he ran his fingers through her hair. “Now put just the head in your mouth and suck it. Not too hard and just the head.” She sealed her lips around the mushroom head and sucked gently. When he was at full mast, he took hold of his shaft and tugged it up. “Start at the base,” he told her, “and lick up toward the head.”
Her wet, smooth tongue bathed his cock in short little swipes, working its way up to the sensitive tip. “Now. go back down, all the way to the base,” he told her, and then he laid the rock-hard cock against his stomach. “Now, I want you to get lower,” he told her, pressing down on her shoulders with his free hand. “And very slowly, very gently, lick my balls.”
Abby must not have ever been asked to do that or thought of it herself because she looked up at him in surprise. “Go on, pet,” he encouraged. “Watch your teeth and be careful. Get each one nice and wet.”
Tex closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the feel of her hot breath and warm tongue loving his sac. “Take one into your mouth,” he ordered. “Suck on it for a little bit.” He threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her closer. Without having to be told, she released it with a wet pop and immediately started on the other. Tex groaned. “Such a good pet.”
He waited a few minutes, enjoying the hell out of it, then pushed her back a little. “Now it’s time to suck, pet.” He pushed the shaft back down and angled it toward her mouth. “Just take in a little at first, then more.”
She wrapped her lips around the head again and then slid him further into her mouth. He let go of it and she instinctively attempted to reach up replace his hand with her own. “No,” he commanded, pushing her hand down and putting it on his thigh. No sense in letting her learn bad habits he’d have to break her of later. “When you suck cock, pet, you use your mouth only. We’re in this position because I want you to be comfortable for your first time. But normally you’ll be on your knees, hands tied behind your back. Just work it with your mouth. Move up and down on the shaft.”
For her part she did what he asked, fucking his dick with her mouth. She was hesitant to take much in, but Tex didn’t comment on it. It was enough to learn the basics first. Between shaving her, watching her finger herself, and now this, he was more than ready to finish. He took her head in his hands, not forcefully though. “I’m going to come, pet.” She faltered. “Just relax and take as much in as you can.”
A few more caresses of her lips and he felt his balls draw up. He thrust up a little bit into her open mouth and began to pump thick jets of cum. Abby only managed to deal with the first one before she gagged a little and backed up. He let go of her head, not wanting to force her. The rest of his load spilled across his stomach.