She takes a deep breath, anticipating what he will do next. She loves his punishments…but this one isn’t like one she’s experienced before. There is a certain extraordinary power in the room. They are in a space that neither has been.

He trails his fingertips down her chest, over her stomach and slips them between her smooth pussy lips. She instantly becomes even more wet. He loves how she pools like this, he knows she needs him. Spreading her open, her clit stiffens. Silently inviting him to please her. Slowly he slips two fingers inside of her. She’s tight and so very hot. Stroking her this way, he can feel her body reacting from the inside. She’s pulsating and starts to move with the rhythm of his strokes. Quickly, he pulls his fingers away then slaps her pussy. She bucks in surprise. “Baby girl, you must be still.”

With a deep breath, she says quietly, “Yes, Sir. I will be still.” Damn it, this punishment and power he’s using on her is curiously unexpected. He has always, from the very beginning, been her dominant. Even when they aren’t in the bedroom, but living life, his power is undeniable.

As she lays perfectly still, her only movement is her breath and the racing of her heart, he absorbs this exact moment. Memorizing her. He will forever remember this.

He leans back, pulling away from her, but still between her legs. He reaches for the vibrator at the end of the bed. He knows this is her favorite, as he’s watched her bring herself to orgasm many times with it. Laying down, he turns the vibrator on to a low speed and lays it on the bed, right next to her ass cheek. He listens as she moans softly. Then asks her, “Are you going to behave now?”

With absolute seriousness, she replies, “Yes. I am behaving now, Sir.”

He knows that she tries to be the best submissive for him, and she always is. He tells her that she is. He sometimes has to look for reasons to give her punishment….because giving pain, allows her pleasure that she craves more and more. Kissing the inside of her thighs, teasing her carefully, he slides his hands under her ass, pulling her closer to him. Which, in turn, tightens the ropes around her wrists. He looks up, smiling. His angel, with her wings spread wide. He will meet her in heaven, but not before he takes her through what will seem like hell. A scorching, loving, intimate, dripping wet hell.

Without warning, he slams the vibrator deep inside her pussy, thrusting quickly. While he begins to lick her clit, teasing her with the tip of his tongue. Her hips rise, her body tightens. He sucks her clit into his mouth, sending her deeper…near bliss. He can feel her clit getting even harder, so hot between his lips. The vibrations of the toy resonating through her body while he slips it in and out of her slowly now. Changing the angle of his strokes, she feels the toy rubbing against that spot…the one that makes her cum every time. Coupled with his mouth devouring her, she can feel it getting closer. He holds her clit between his lips, rolling it with his tongue. She starts to pull on the ropes, she no longer has control over the reaction of her body. She is going to cum.

As quickly as he began….he stops. “Baby girl, you aren’t allowed to cum just yet. Do you remember when we talked about taking you to subspace?”

Breathless, she answers, “Yes. I remember, Sir.”

“Good. Because it’s time. I will take you there. You will allow me to take you there. You must give everything of you to me. Do you understand?”

Without fear, she answers boldly; “I understand, Sir. You will take me into subspace. I am ready.”

“That’s my sweet girl. Remember your safe words?”

“Yes, I remember.”

“Tell them to me and what they mean. I need to be sure you know to use them.”

“Yellow. This means to slow down, that I’m not ready for more. Red. Red means to stop completely. That I’ve gone as far as I can go.”

“That’s right. Good girl. How are you feeling right now?”

“Frustrated,” she replies.

He laughs. She smiles, she loves the sound of his happiness. Then he says, “It will all be worth it, baby. I promise.”

She believes him, with every ounce of who she is, she believes him.

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Again, he slides the vibrator into her pussy, a low hum fills the room, or maybe its just in her head. He kneels between her legs again, upright. Reaching for her perfect breasts, he squeezes them, flicking her nipples. Then pulls on them, hard. She sucks her breath through her teeth, loving the pleasure of the pain. He kisses her mouth, slowly. With deliberate caution, he tastes her lips. Her own sweetness is on her tongue now. She loves when he shares with her. He pushes the toy deep into her with his hips. She can feel his cock. He is so rigid, pulsing against her.

As his kiss deepens, she feels the belt tighten around her neck. He pulls away from the kiss, watching as she struggles to find her breath. Still blindfolded, he can’t watch her eyes. He must watch for other cues from her. She moans loudly, pulling on the ropes again. For a split second, the belt tightens even more, then he releases her. She takes a deep, ragged breath, then relaxes on the ropes.

Reaching between them, he pulls the toy out of her, laying it back on the bed. Laying the length of his shaft between her slick lips, he begins to stroke himself there. He is so ready to dive into her, bury himself there. But he’s willing to wait. She’s waited her entire life for this…. he won’t deny her.

He slides his hands up her body, reaching for the end of the belt. Still not inside her, but so close, he rocks against her. He feels her dripping on him. She’s perfect for him, not just at the moment, but everything, in every way. He smiles softly, anticipating where they are heading.

Pulling his cock away from her, just for a moment. Then, he rests the tip just at her opening. He listens to her breathing, listens to her quiet moans. Watches her body, the trembles that move across her skin. He has to read her, to know her, and to understand what comes next.

Unable to wait any longer, he slides into her slowly as he pulls on the rope. God, she feels incredible….undeniably perfect, surrounding him. Drowning him. Slowly, he fucks her. He has to use extreme personal restraint at this point, it’s taking everything he has not to pound her into the bed. With each gradual motion of his body, he pulls a little tighter on the belt.

She pulls the rope, wrapping it around her hands. It’s burning her wrists, but isn’t painful. Her breath isn’t denied, but it is a struggle. Her mind is everywhere. There are so many sensations happening all at once. She wants to see him, she needs to watch him. This is the only part that is the most painful, but it doesn’t hurt at all. The belt tightens, her breath is being withdrawn. Things start to become clouded, but the sensation of his cock stroking her becomes even more intense. Her mind goes back and forth between the pain and the pleasure.

He releases the belt, loosening the grip on her neck. She comes back from the edge, again. He buries himself deep inside of her. Just holding himself there. Feeling her body throbbing, surrounding him. She is breathing deep now, taking in the air that she needs. He lets go of the belt, just for now, and reaches for the blindfold.

Pulling it off her eyes, and over her head, he lets her see again. She slowly opens her eyes. Blinking carefully. The room isn’t bright, but she is trying to focus. There. He’s right there. She sees him again. His body is sleek, reflecting the dim lights around them. She quickly moves her target of vision to his eyes. How she adores his eyes, looking into them, watching them. Her body reacts viciously to seeing him again. Without moving, she can feel her orgasm approaching. He feels it to, and quickly pulls away from her. She won’t be punished for this reaction, for this one was completely out of her control.

“Are you doing okay, baby girl?” he asks gently.

She nods her head, “Yes. Yes sir. I’m doing okay.”

“Don’t forget your safe words. Trust that I’m listening to you,” he whispers as he leans down and kisses her. As his mouth touches her lips, he slides back into her. She moans into his kiss, spreading her legs wider for him.

He grabs her hips, pulling her into him, hard. Her legs on his shoulders now, he can plunge even deeper. Reaching for the belt again, he tugs on it, squeezing her neck again. His cock gets even harder, he can see her eyes now. He sees a tear, but doesn’t stop. She hasn’t given a safe word. He knows the tear isn’t a bad one.

He feels her orgasm approaching again. She’s cum several times already, but he has denied her orgasm. He wanted her know know what edging is like, because he does this for her often. It was her turn.

But looking at her, seeing her indulgence into him, he wants to give her this. The belt tightens around her neck. He fucks her harder, deeper. Her eyes are closed now, she’s struggling to breathe. There is just enough air for her to stay with him. Soon, he will let her fall. While fucking her, and pulling the belt, he reaches down and slaps her ass. Hard. It even stings his hand. Then he reaches up and pinches her nipple, pulling it.

She is so hot, he can feel her temperature rising while he slams in and out of her. She is swelling around him, getting tighter and tighter. Then, he realizes……

“Baby girl…. it’s time. You have my permission to orgasm.” As he says the words, the belt tightens ever so slightly. She throws her head back into the bed, pulling it more. A scream tries to escape her lips, but it’s cut off. Her entire body quakes. Waves upon waves crash around his shaft, she puddles into the bed. Trembling. He lets go of the belt, and reaches to loosen it from her neck. She lies there, quiet moans finally escaping her, but her breath is shallow and still ragged. Sweat forms on her face, her neck, on her chest. He lets her legs down slowly, his cock still buried inside. Her body is still in an orgasm, he must feel every pulse from her.

He leans over her now. Reaching for the knots on her wrists. He unties her, without saying a word. He lets her melt for a moment. She’s like a rag doll beneath him. He strokes her beautiful face, pushing her wet hair away from her eyes, “Come to me, baby. I’m right here.”

She opens her eyes, and sees him there. He let her fall. But she didn’t fall alone. She didn’t hit the bottom. He is right there with her. Holding her. She’s safe. He protects her, cherishes her. She sees it every time she looks into his eyes.

 

 

 

Her body trembles as she remains still. Her mind races to the corners of the darkness that he shines light on every time they are together. His belt is still snug around her neck, reminding her that he is in control.

As instructed, she remains on her knees. Ass in the air, legs spread, and face down on the bed. He pushes her hair away, “Turn your head to face me, baby girl.” She does so. He leans in and kisses her cheek, then traces the tip of his tongue on her lips. “Mmmm… you taste so sweet.” His lips move down her body, over her neck….moving painfully slowly, as she can feel the heat from his body brushing over her bare skin. Trailing over her shoulder and down her back, he kisses her red ass, very tenderly. Deliberately hovering over her, his breath so warm on her tender skin. Without warning, he bites her ass cheek, then spanks her again, asking “Who is my pain slut?”

Breathless, she answers; “I am.” He spanks her harder this time. “What did you say?”

“Sir. I am your pain slut, Sir.” He rubs the spot where he just spanked her, smiling softly as he says, “Yes. That’s a good girl”.

He moves between her legs again. She knows better than to push against him, she wants so badly to invite him back inside her. The skin on her ass stings…. it burns….. her wetness drips between her thick thighs. With his hands on her hips, he pushes her ass higher in the air, spreading her open. He dives into her, burying his face into her sweetness, drinking her in. She tastes like summer peaches, coupled with a shot of whiskey….making an indescribable recipe to bring him to his knees. His slides his tongue into her, licking and sucking every drop he can. Listening as she moans, he knows she wants to cry out, to beg him to fuck her. He also knows she will obey him, because she is such a good baby girl. He pulls away quickly, reaching for the belt around her neck. He raises her head off the bed, so she is on all fours. “Arch your back, baby. Pull up your shoulders and your hips.” She does as she is instructed, her back sinking in the middle, head held high, looking straight ahead. He steps down off the bed, still holding on to the end of the belt. She looks so perfect, his angel. He stands next to the bed, simply admiring her. Her tits hanging, simply splendid. Her nipples are tight…hard, like little pebbles. Her ass still red from the spankings she just accepted.

She looks over to him, his cock is stiff. Throbbing. She can see a shimmer of pre-cum oozing from this tip of his impeccable shaft. Biting her lip, to keep her from smiling, she thinks how badly she wants that deep in her throat. She loves how he throbs for her.

He pulls on the belt, carefully as he spanks her, hard. She jumps, just a little. Surprised, as she wasn’t expecting that. He then asks, “Did you get permission to look at me that way?”

Shit…. “No. Sir. I did not.”

“You do know what I have to do, now. Don’t you.”

Damn it…. she just needed to see him….every beautiful, delightful, marvelous part of him. “Yes. Sir. I know.”

He pulls the belt from her neck, removing it. No…. please don’t take that from me, she thinks. He uses it again to spank her. Leaving a welt this time. “Don’t move,” he demands.

She is perfectly still. The skin on her ass is burning. She wants to cry out, but refuses. Looking straight ahead once again, she listens as he moves about. She can feel her body weeping….her thighs glisten with her excitement, with her pain, with her pleasure. She feels his weight on the bed again. And he kneels in front of her. His magnificent cock now mere inches from her mouth. He holds her chin, tilting her head back to look up to him. He looks into her heavenly blue eyes, holding her there. He then leans down, kissing her forehead tenderly as he says, “This will be your punishment. Because you had to see… I’m taking that away from you.” In his hand is a blindfold. Carefully, he slides it over her head, covering her eyes. He hates doing this because it’s when he looks into her eyes that he knows he is where he belongs. She must learn her lesson. “Do you understand, baby girl?”

“Yes, Sir. I understand.” she sighs heavily. Although she loves when he takes away her senses, being blindfolded is her least favorite. She loves watching him, looking at him, witnessing every move he makes. Hanging her head, seeing nothing but darkness, she tries to prepare herself for what’s to come.

He lifts her head once again. “Open your mouth.” As she does, he slides his cock into her mouth. She so warm, and knows exactly how to suck his cock. Long, deep, penetrating strokes. He holds her hair back, pulling it just a little, as he moves in and out of her mouth. She tightens her lips and rolls her tongue around him as he moves. He oozes excitement, she loves how he tastes. Pushing deeper, he feels her gag. Knowing she can take it all, he pushes her further. With his other hand on her throat, he can feel his cock finding the depths of her mouth. The moment he sees tears slipping from the blindfold, he stops. Pulling his cock from her, he leans down and kisses her mouth….hard…. her lips full and swollen. He bites her lower lip gently, then lets go of her hair. Her head drops, and her breathing is deep. As he moves off the bed again, he tells her to lay on her back and be still.

She does as she is instructed. She can feel the wetness under the blindfold, knowing how much he loves to gag her with his cock…. she gets even more excited. When he is pleased with her, she is content and happy.

She listens again. Wondering what he has in store for her. She can hear him at each corner of the bed. He’s tying ropes to the steel rings. Her body begins to react. She starts to squirm, but quickly stops herself. The coolness of the satin sheets on her bare ass reminds her of what happens when she does something that permission isn’t given for.

He reaches for her left hand, wrapping the rope around her wrist. Then does the same to the right side. He pulls the ropes, just tight enough that she can move slightly, but no more. He secures the knots, “Does this hurt, baby girl?” He always makes sure that she is safe and the pain she feels is never more than she can handle. “No, sir. It doesn’t hurt.”

She feels his weight on the bed again. He’s between her legs now. He spreads them wide. She is fully open to him, feeling his shaft teasing her, throbbing against her as he leans over her. He lifts her head carefully, and she feels the worn leather of his belt around her neck again. Sliding the end through the buckle and making sure it’s tight, he kisses her swollen mouth again. He moves the belt, to insure that the buckle is far to the side. Any marks left behind must be able to be hidden. He lets the length of the belt fall between her superb tits. The dark brown of the worn leather seems to glisten against her sun-kissed skin. Kneeling between her legs, he leans back and just takes a moment to admire her incredible body. Her breath is ragged, but her chest rises and falls softly. Her nipples, so hard. Her skin is soft, glistening with tiny beads of sweat….these surfacing from the pain and the pleasure she feels…. and of course from the thoughts racing through her beautiful mind. He is aching to be buried deep inside her. Painfully so….but he has so many pleasures to give her before he can allow himself reach his own threshold.