He stepped toward the bed and she recoiled shyly. He stopped, “Do you trust me?” Her eyes slowly lifted, again taking in his body, until she looked into his eyes. “Yes Sir, I trust you.” Then a grin lit her face and she giggled. “But my body doesn’t realize that yet.” He too smiled. “I want you to sit up a moment.” Opening the bedside table he pulled out a long silk scarf, it was white, a blank pallette like his new little pet. She pulled her knees under her, hands resting on her thighs and bowed her head in trust. He placed the scarf over her eyes and secured it behind her head. His hands slid over her shoulders and down her arms, then he lifted her left hand and placed a kiss on each knuckle. The scent and taste of her was overwhelming and his eyes slid closed as the effect washed over him.
“Lay down on your back, baby.” She did so without hesitation, but she seemed to sense his eyes sliding over her naked body and started to cover herself. “No.” Just one gently issued command, yet a command it was. He again pulled a scarf from the drawer and wrapped it around one wrist and then secured it to the bed post. She pulled gently, trying the knot and then he lifted her other wrist and secured it as well. A wave of panic passed thru her mind but he chased it away as he spoke near her right ear, “Do you trust me?” Her tongue darted out and slid across her upper lip just before she replied, “Yes, Sir. I trust you.” “Good girl.”
The bed dipped as he knelt over her. He kissed her left cheek and she turned to meet his lips, but he kissed her right shoulder. As he sampled her here and there his large cock bobbed and stroked her stomach. A strange heat, much like a blush but far more intense, began to ooze thru her body. He surrounded her, his scent invaded her head, his touch caressed her skin, and above all else his presence banished her fear and doubt. She gasped as the hair on his chest teased her erect nipples but as suddenly as it began it ended. Her body arched, aching for the return of that touch but when his mouth closed over her nipple and he pulled it hard into his mouth she cried out in pleasure. The shock waves darted through her and centering in her sex. The feeling was so intense, her body began to weep and she felt her moisture slip downward toward her rosebud.
Trying to ease the ache between her legs, she started to pull them together but he stopped her, sliding down to place his body between her thighs. She felt chilled and lonely at the loss of his body heat but when he spread her knees and took a deep breath she realized what he was about to do. Her pussy clenched in anticipation and he chuckled. Then he placed his tongue over her opening and lapped at her hole. She tried to lunge her hips up at his mouth but he held her firm. Her deep groan filled the air as his tongue slid deep inside her creamy sex and curled this way and that, licking at her inner walls. Her whimpers and moans grew more intense as he feasted on her juices. The excitement she was feeling as he introduced her to each new sensation was contagious and the beast within him tore at his body, trying to get out.
When he pulled back and she cried out “No, please.” he grinned. But his eyes were captivated by her shiny pink clit, swollen and bulging from his protective sheath. He closed his mouth over the entire area and sucked, flicking it with his tongue, nibbling it with his teeth. Then, hearing her frantic chatter and cries, slid a finger deep inside her and began to stroke it in and out as he suckled her. Her sounds stalled, and there was a silence known as the calm before the storm, he held her firm. Nevertheless, when the orgasm overtook her it lifted her hips, and him, and his finger was mercilessly squeezed and pulled by her tight body as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. He watched her face, in awe. Such beauty and passion. And she was all his.
“Lay down on your back, baby.” She did so without hesitation, but she seemed to sense his eyes sliding over her naked body and started to cover herself. “No.” Just one gently issued command, yet a command it was. He again pulled a scarf from the drawer and wrapped it around one wrist and then secured it to the bed post. She pulled gently, trying the knot and then he lifted her other wrist and secured it as well. A wave of panic passed thru her mind but he chased it away as he spoke near her right ear, “Do you trust me?” Her tongue darted out and slid across her upper lip just before she replied, “Yes, Sir. I trust you.” “Good girl.”
The bed dipped as he knelt over her. He kissed her left cheek and she turned to meet his lips, but he kissed her right shoulder. As he sampled her here and there his large cock bobbed and stroked her stomach. A strange heat, much like a blush but far more intense, began to ooze thru her body. He surrounded her, his scent invaded her head, his touch caressed her skin, and above all else his presence banished her fear and doubt. She gasped as the hair on his chest teased her erect nipples but as suddenly as it began it ended. Her body arched, aching for the return of that touch but when his mouth closed over her nipple and he pulled it hard into his mouth she cried out in pleasure. The shock waves darted through her and centering in her sex. The feeling was so intense, her body began to weep and she felt her moisture slip downward toward her rosebud.
Trying to ease the ache between her legs, she started to pull them together but he stopped her, sliding down to place his body between her thighs. She felt chilled and lonely at the loss of his body heat but when he spread her knees and took a deep breath she realized what he was about to do. Her pussy clenched in anticipation and he chuckled. Then he placed his tongue over her opening and lapped at her hole. She tried to lunge her hips up at his mouth but he held her firm. Her deep groan filled the air as his tongue slid deep inside her creamy sex and curled this way and that, licking at her inner walls. Her whimpers and moans grew more intense as he feasted on her juices. The excitement she was feeling as he introduced her to each new sensation was contagious and the beast within him tore at his body, trying to get out.
When he pulled back and she cried out “No, please.” he grinned. But his eyes were captivated by her shiny pink clit, swollen and bulging from his protective sheath. He closed his mouth over the entire area and sucked, flicking it with his tongue, nibbling it with his teeth. Then, hearing her frantic chatter and cries, slid a finger deep inside her and began to stroke it in and out as he suckled her. Her sounds stalled, and there was a silence known as the calm before the storm, he held her firm. Nevertheless, when the orgasm overtook her it lifted her hips, and him, and his finger was mercilessly squeezed and pulled by her tight body as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over her. He watched her face, in awe. Such beauty and passion. And she was all his.
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