and push her onto the floor so that she's lying on her side, helpless as she can't even balance herself
due to the bonds.While she is distracted I kneel down and pull on her bonds until the heel of her lower leg is touchingher ass and her upper knee is at her chest, leaving her completely open for me.The sensation of her pussy clamping down on my cock as I thrust into her is heavenly, and I groan as Isheath myself fully inside of her. Bella gasps at the intrusion, the whole motion forcing the crotchrope to press even harder into her. I also feel it chafing against the sides of my cock, a sensation I’mglad of as it allows me to hold back a little longer.I try to hold back but I simply can't, seeing her writhe under me just makes me want to come let go. Igrab the ropes keeping her restrained for leverage as I start fucking her, hard enough to push and pullher along the floor. Bella pants and thrashes under me, her eyes half closed. They go wide as I shiftmy weight and lean over her, my weight on my fists next to her head.I stare deep into those wonderful pools of lust as I increase my speed, pumping into her withoutholding back anymore. Her high moans and cries urge me on further, and I'm in heaven. I'm lost in hereyes as I finally come deep inside of her.Strength leaves me and I roll off her before I can sag onto her, which I try to avoid at all costs as she'shalfway lying on her strained and bound arms already. I'm lucky not to have knocked over one of thecandles, and hastily blow it out before anything else can happen.Bella is still panting hard next to me as I catch my breath, a look of conflict on her face as she nibbleson her lip. Smirking, I gather her close so that she's half lying on me, her back and arms pressedagainst my chest and side. She can’t see my face as I softly kiss her neck, making her shiver while hergroan sounds treacherously frustrated.“Do you want to come again?” I ask her, teasing her with my tongue licking over the shell of her ear.“Please!” she pants in answer, her need clear in her voice.“Oh I don't know if I should let you come. You're such a greedy girl sometimes.”She's silent for a moment, either gathering her wits or cursing me in her thoughts. Probably both. Idon't really care, as long as her response remains the same. Seconds tick by, until I hear her sighnearly inaudibly.“Please, Master, make me come again?”I’m still not done teasing her, but can't resist reaching for her breast and idly picking at the wax on thenow slightly cooler flesh. Bella hisses, telling me that I’ve kept the bonds on her long enough tooversensitize the bound areas, mainly her tits.“Only if you beg me nicely.”. Again she sighs, and I smirk as I slap her breast, hard. Her breath catches in her throat, and this time itis real pain that mars her face for a second.She should know better than to sigh in exasperation where I can hear it.“Sir, please, may I come again? I'm so wound up and horny from the light burn of the wax, and fromyou fucking me, please, make me come?Please?”I smile down at her as I rearrange her body again until I'm more or less sitting with her lying in myarms. Reaching down so I can rub her clit through the crotch rope, I idly pinch her nipple with theother. Bella arches her back, looking nearly content for a moment as I resume masturbating her – untilI slap her breast again, not quite as hard, but hard enough to hurt.She cranes her head so she can look up into my face, and I smirk at her as I hit her bound tit again.Her groan speaks of her discomfort, but I can tell that her body is responding already. By now most ofthe wax has peeled off her tortured tit, so I switch sides, slapping the other one until the wax is gonefrom there, too.“Please -” she whispers, making me stop and look into her face again.I raise my brows, telling her silently to go on. Her eyes are wide once more, urging me on.“Please don't stop. Please don't stop!”I grin, but of course don't follow her begging. Instead I push her forward into a sitting position so thatI can undo the bonds around her arms, also those keeping her wrists connected. She looks at me withsurprise when I pull her back against me, grabbing her breasts in both hands while my fingers worryher nipples.“I want you to make yourself come, my little minx. Rub yourself until you come.”A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she nods and reaches between her legs, her other hand idleon her bound thigh.“Thank you -” she starts to say, but my tongue plunging into her mouth makes it impossible for her tofinish the sentence. She relaxes into me, but only for a second, until I start running my short nails allover her tits. Small whimpers escape between our lips, and before long I feel her shudder all over asher climax is approaching.She's trying to ask for permission to come, but I simply won't let her. I'm wondering how long shewill hold out – or will she just come without permission?But my girl knows better than that, her needy mewls get louder and louder, but she's all tensed up withthe effort to stop herself from coming. A minute passes, two, in which I just revel in the sense ofpower I have over her. It's really just a small thing, but the fact alone that she’s fighting her need to orgasm just because I won't tell her that she can is giving me a kick that goes beyond the physicalsensation of coming deep inside of her. She's doing this for me, and me alone.I take pity on her then and withdraw long enough to pant, “Come for me!” before my lips crash downon hers again, devouring her. At the same time, I grab her breasts hard and squeeze them until I feelher body going slack in the throes of passion.While she is still shaking with the aftermath of her release I stroke her tits softly, and watch the lightcast by the candles flicker over her reddened flesh. She nuzzles into the crook of my neck, her breathstill fast and hot on my skin, and we stay like that for a while. I smile down at her beautiful bodybefore I start untying her, working slowly to give her limbs time to resume a more comfortableposition. Bella only moans when the blood comes rushing back into her breasts, the rope marks vividagainst her skin even when the previously bound flesh has resumed its normal color again.She smiles tiredly when I gather her even closer to me, and with my free hand I reach to douse the restof the candles. For a moment we're in the dark before my eyes adjust, the moonlight streaming inthrough the skylights. I'm still not used to my playroom having a flat ceiling, but at least that elementhas remained the same.Bella sighs contently as I get up with her in my arms and carry her across the hall into our bathroomwhere I set her onto her own feet again in the shower. We remain in the near darkness, just bathed insilver moon light, as we shower, kissing and touching each other lovingly while we take care of theresidues of our evening entertainment.A while later we lie snuggled against one another in our huge bed, Bella idly playing with the softspattering of hair of what she calls my 'happy trail'.I'm exhausted and about to drift off, but she has other intentions.“You know, the wax was a lot less painful than I thought.” I don't even crack my eyes open, justanswer her with a mumble that hopefully conveys just how tired I am.“Told you so.”“I know,” she sighs emphatically, sounding unnervingly awake. “I just thought it would be worse, youknow? On my pussy at least.” Her fingers skim up my body until she circles my nipple playfully,evidently still not ready to call it a night. Bella touching me playfully usually means she wants more. Itry to evade that terrible fate of having to make love to my beautiful fiancée by turning onto my sideand drawing her along until I'm spooning her with my body. She just sees that as an invitation andstarts rubbing her ass against my crotch, and of course my traitorous cock never sleeps.I groan and try to pull my hips away from her, but she turns in my arms, and seconds later I findmyself on my back, Bella straddling me.“Do you really think you can get me that worked up and leave it at that three minutes of an excuse forfucking?” she taunts me as she grabs my cock and slides it between her pussy lips, teasing her clitbefore she pushes herself down on me. We both groan in unison, and I see that my quest for sleep isreally to be abandoned.“Excuse for fucking, huh?”Her grin broadens.“Come on, three minutes, what do you call that? I don't care if you're tired, if you don't satisfy myneeds in the playroom, you better do it here!” God, I love it when she's all demanding, like now whenshe's smirking down at me and starting to roll her hips slowly against mine. My hands run over herthighs up to her waist, but she'll have none of that, grabbing my wrists and pushing them into thepillow next to my head as she leans over my body.I grin up at her, not even trying to shake her off, and instead crane my neck so that I can suck hernipple into my mouth. Bella laughs throatily, then moans as she feels my teeth worrying her nippleslightly.“I love it when you do that,” she tells me, but when I try to extricate my hands from hers, she justsqueezes my wrists harder. “No, no, you had your fun
Thankfully, Beth's cheery voice keeps me from adding something sarcastic that might actually hurt thepoor girl, and I turn with a smile to greet my dear friend.“Eddie, so nice of you to drop by again!”I snort, and after hugging Beth, I chuckle.“So good to see you again, Bethany! I'm so sorry I couldn't make it sooner, but you know how it is,real life gets in the way.” Her murderous glare at using her full name actually makes me blanch alittle, and I have to remind myself that I'm no longer her sub. I should also stay away from herplayroom for the next few weeks, because I know she can be slow to forgive. Still, calling me Eddieof all things has to be met with equal nastiness.Her grin at seeing me go white is as bright as ever, and after a moment it also reaches her eyes.“I know, I know, busy times when it's been months since you showed up at any of our parties. Or eventhe Sunday munch. If I didn't know better I'd think you're trying to hide Bella from us!”Raven
“And what makes you think that Bella's any different when I help her with her corset and send her offto work with a whispered promise to have her ride me hard before I help her back out of it again?”Beth smiles, pacified again.“Touché.”“And I won't make her wear the corset if she doesn't like it. But I know she's been looking at someonline, so I don't think that will happen.”“She showed you?”I shake my head, and steel myself for the tongue lashing that will inevitably follow now.”“No, it came up in her browser history.”Beth's glare is deadly.“Tell me you did not go through her computer.” Sighing, I shake my head.“I was just checking my emails, too lazy to get my own laptop, while Bella was upstairs getting readyfor work. I only peeked at the last visited links in the URll bar.”“Accidentally violating her privacy, wow, one of these days I'll actually believe you when you tellme something 'just happened'.” Her scorn grates but I can't really say anything to d
up her chest.“Stop it! I still have to finish my column; I have to send it to Ben for approval first thing in themorning!”I mumble a string of profanities into her warm skin in between messy kisses, but stop when shepushes lightly on my shoulders.“Edward, I really mean it. Twenty minutes, then I'm all yours, okay?” I really don't want to move, butI can't resist her when she smiles like this.After a last kiss on her stomach I retreat to the other end of the couch again, and try to focus on theshow. I just close my eyes for a moment, but I must have dozed off, as the TV is off and the lights aredimmed when I open them again. I'm instantly grumpy that my insane job has once again cost me anice evening romp on the couch, but then I feel warm lips running over my abs and, belatedly. lookdown.During my slumber one of my legs must have slipped off the couch, and now Bella is kneeling on thefloor before me, her hands on my thighs while she's kissing wet lines down my
what I mean. I protest, of course, because that's what I do, but we both know that I'm terribly easy topersuade that it's a good thing when you have your hand inside my pants! Oh, and that solemnlyswearing I only believe when you end that sentence with 'I'm up to no good'.”I roll my eyes at her and grumble something under my breath about pop culture references, but she justlooks too cute, all agitated from her accusation. She's right, of course, but I'm trying to be good andreally mean it.“Beth and Gerard will be there, and Peter and Charlotte, too, rest assured that I will behave myselfjust because one half of them would have my ass for being stupid, and the other would frown upon myimproper behavior.After all I have a reputation to uphold, and as much as I love to tease you, I'm not going to get bannedfrom any community events just because I feel like biting your juicy ass in front of everyone.”For some reason my half-assed argumentation seems to work, as Bella
Yesterday it all sounded so perfect. Why then am I shitting my pants today? It's not like I haven't done any joint scene planning before. Beth and Peter both helped me when I had my first sub, and I've always talked everything through in detail with Charlotte when she let me tie her up. Over the years I've been doing it over and over again with subs I've only played with for a scene or two. Why the anxiety now? It's not even a rational fear, just a feeling in my gut. As if Bella would laugh at me if I say something stupid. It's ridiculous, really, but it won't go away, as much as I try to get a grip on myself. I spent the whole day fretting over what to tell her, but by the time I'm home again, I still haven't come up with an idea that I think is worthy of the occasion. It suddenly seems as if we've done everything at least five times already, and try as I might, nothing really new comes to my mind. Bella is of course ecstatic to have me home again, jumping into my arms and k
really seem opposed to that at all, as I find out when she answers me.“I think I really like that idea. So what was the other, sensation based scene?”As she's already so hot and bothered, I figure I can be more daring than I thought at first.“Remember when I blindfolded you the last time? How that heightened what you felt?”Her nod is eager, and I hear her breath pick up. “Yes.”“I want to do something like that again, only go a little further. You just have to trust me.”“I always trust you.”I'm not sure she really does, but she trusts me enough, and scenes like the one on my mind willhopefully further that trust.“Good. Because I want to blindfold you, and then I want to gag you, and then I want to tie you up in away that you can't really move anymore. I promise you, I won't leave your side, but you'll have noway of knowing what I'm up to. And even though I'll just touch you, kiss you and caress you gently,you won't see it coming, you won't anticipate anything.”
The vision of Bella on her knees, frustrated and horny, begging me to just let her come nearly makesme spill my load, and I decide that I will definitely do that, if it's only for one day. I always lovebeing the reason for why she's writhing and moaning, but taking our play time a step farther into reallyexerting control over her and not just aiming for her pleasure with a kinky background is a whole newturn-on for me. I don't know if she'll like it, but I have to try at least once.But right now I have to fuck her, and make her come screaming on my cock, and that's exactly whatI'm about to do.Bella moans loudly as I push into her, savoring the sensation of her hot, wet cunt around me. I'mforcing her to stand on her tip toes, so she's tighter than usual, making this even more fun for me. Ikeep my hand clapped over her mouth while I start fucking her, deep and fast enough to slam herthighs and hips into the table, my other hand digging into her waist to keep her stab