girl.” He stroked her hair. “I knew you
could handle a couple of little clamps.”
She wondered what big clamps felt like then
decided at that moment she didn’t want to know.
Yet as she started to get used to the pain,
it eased into a sense of pleasure.
“I love how helpless you look.” He moved
close and he put his hands on her waist and pressed his body to
hers and she whimpered as his chest brushed the nipple clamps. He
slid his palms on her ass and squeezed.
“I like control, Christy.” His voice was low,
firm. “I like to tell you what to wear, what to do. I please you by
taking care of you and you please me by focusing on me.” He nuzzled
her ear. “Do you understand?”
She paused, then nodded. To give up that kind
of control… She had always been a strong woman. She was successful,
owned a thriving business…but she was willing to give up control in
other parts of her life. In some way it sounded thrilling, exciting
to have someone care for her like that.
He put his hands on her shoulders and lightly
pushed. “I want you on your knees.”
Her legs were shaky as she obeyed, but he
kept his hands on her shoulders making sure she didn’t fall.
“Now on your back,” he said.
She paused but he guided her down onto the
floor, holding her so that she didn’t fall. “Bend your knees,” he
said when she was lying on her back.
He moved one of her legs so that her heel was
touching her ass. Then he brought her wrist down to her ankle and
clipped them together. He did the same with her other wrist and
ankle, and he spread her thighs wide.
She had never felt more vulnerable or more
turned on as she was at that moment as she waited for whatever he
might do next. The women she’s seen in pictures had been tied up
elaborately with chains and equipment, and toys had been used on
them.
What was Zach going to do now?
He moved so that he was over her, his knees
between her thighs and his arms braced to either side of her head.
He lowered himself and kissed her again. “I want you to try to get
out again. And I want you to try hard.”
She struggled, trying to slide her hands out
of the cuffs at the same time she attempted to pull her wrists
cuffs from where they were connected to her ankle cuffs. She
couldn’t budge anything yet she felt herself growing more excited
with every struggle she made.
“Helpless, aren’t you? The futile struggle.”
He moved so that their bodies touched but he still held his full
weight off of her. “That’s my girl.”
His cock rubbed her folds as he moved against
her. Heat suffused her body and she imagined how good it would feel
to have him inside of her again. They’d had an amazing sex life
before but she had never been as hot as she was right now.
“Do you want this?” He asked as he moved his
cock to the entrance to her core and slightly pushed in.
Yes, she cried out in her mind but all she
could do was nod. Please.
Totally at his mercy, she was spread out for
him, unable to move, to see, to speak. Her senses seemed magnified,
her skin more sensitive. Every touch made her feel more alive than
she could ever remember feeling before.
She squirmed beneath him, begging the only
way she could for him to take her.
He pushed a little farther in and her eyes
grew damp behind her blindfold because she wanted him so badly.
He thrust hard, slamming himself inside of
her. She cried out behind her gag at the sudden fullness.
She loved the feel of him driving in and out
of her while she was at his mercy. Her orgasm was close, her body
ready and waiting for her to tumble over the edge.
Sensations grew almost brutally strong inside
of her, running toward her with the power of a freight train.
She came so hard she would have come up off
of the floor if she wasn’t in the position she was in. Her climax
was so intense that it caused her core to spasm around his cock.
Her entire body reacting to the orgasm, pulsing with it.
Zach moved in and of her then gave a