He pulled his cock from my mouth that was beginning to get sore. I heard him take off his clothes.
“I hope you don’t like this dress too much” he said and I felt his hand on me and then I heard the dress tearing into shreds.
If I could gasp, then I would.
Holy fuck.
I could not see but I heard him clearly folding something, before I knew it, he shoved a piece of cloth in my mouth.
He gagged me.
He kissed my belly and trailed kisses to my tighs, my laps, my feets… Everywhere but there, between my legs, the place was itching to be touched. I raised my hips in the air out of frustration.
I heard Christian chuckled.
That bastard!
“I thought you said you didn’t want me to touch you” he said.
I tried to argue but the gag muffled my words.
He laughed, harder than I ever heard him laugh.
My brows shot together under the blind fold, I was angry. I wanted to tease him, now he has turned the table around and I was the one suffering from my own plan.
I kicked my legs, the cable wire wasn’t cutting into my skin but the friction was painful.
“Stop that, you’re hurting yourself” Christian said, his voice held a warning.
I scoffed, i wanted to break free but I did not dare to move.
He kissed my belly and then his tongue circled around my clit, immediately my muscles relaxed and I became immobile.
He sucked it in and played with it. I moaned but the gag was doing a good job at muffling every sound that should come out of my mouth. He dug one finger into my pussy and started circling his hand.
I thrust my hips upwards, craving for more. He withdrew his hand only to dig three fingers afterwards. I groaned against the gag I didn’t know if I could take more of the pleasure.
“You like this?” He asked fingering me harder.
I nodded my head and he kept on pumping.
My back arched and I felt as if all the pleasure was gathering at the base of my belly.
“Don’t come now, I’m not done with you” he said as a warning and he pulled his fingers out.
I bit the gag trying to suppress my moan as he thrusted into my pussy. I felt the fullness of his cock, I had never felt happier.
“Jenna” he moaned, I heard his voice over the sound of our skin slapping against each other.
My body was quivering and the orgasms came. I cried out and he fucked me harder even then.
My orgasm amplified the sensation of his cock slipping in and out of my pussy and it was pure torture.
I felt his cock slip out entirely, then slip in again and then slip out, he fell to my side and quickly, his hands loosened the wires.
From my hand and feet. He pulled out the gag and then the blindfold, I turned to look at him. He was smiling softly at me.
He picked my hands and started massaging them where the cable wire had been tied.
“I swear I could have used that dress to tempt you another day” I said closing my eyes.
I was still breathing heavily. When he didn’t reply me, I opened my eyes to turn to him.
“What?” I asked him when I saw he was frowning deeply.
“Does it hurt?” He asked gently but his frown was still there.
I looked at my wrist to see that they were now turning red.
“No, it doesn’t hurt” I lied.
What we just did was only a tiny fragment of BDSM… I can’t be a softie, I enjoyed every second of it.
“Are you sure?” He asked examining my wrists and then he went to check my feet.
His lips was set in a hard line as he saw the red markings, every second… They were turning darker.
I took my feet from his hands and he climbed off the bed, wore his clothes and he just left.
I sat there for like ten straight minutes just staring, waiting for him to show up and say that he was in the other room.
I stood up, put on my robe and checked around the house, then I went outside…. His car was gone.
I went back inside and fell asleep. When I woke up, I saw Christian sitting at the end of the room working on his laptop while Kylee was selecting some shoes.
“Hey there” Kylee said turning to me briefly before turning away to face her business.
I checked my arm, they were burning mildly, someone had applied an ointment, to my wrists and ankles.
It smelt like mint.
“I think these ones would go with the grey suit” Kylee said dripping a pair of shoes on the table.
Christian raised his head to look at the shoes, he nodded once and he returned to his business without turning to look at me.
I climbed down from the bed and went to the bathroom. When I came out, Christian wasn’t in the room.
“He hates himself for trying you up” Kylee said. I wanted to ask her how much she knew but I decided to keep my mouth shut, Christian obviously told her more than he told me.
“I’m fine, they’re just markings”
“He doesn’t want to listen” Kylee said with a sigh.
“He’s very… Sensitive when it comes to you” Kylee murmured.
“Thanks for calling Mrs Nina to come cook us breakfast, I could barely hold my head up after we came back from the hospital”
“You don’t have to thank me”
I left the room in search for Christian. O found him on the phone in the living room.
“Yes, Jenna is coming. Say Hi to Blue for me, is she still worried about Jay? Okey that’s good, congratulations..”
The call ended and he dropped his phone, he turned to me and he gave a small smile that didn’t reach his eyes.
“Are you still hurting?” He asked with concern.
“No, I was never hurting, I’m fine” I said.
He nodded twice but he didn’t say anything.
“You’re never going to tied me up again are you?” I asked.
“You’re right”
“Why?”
“Jenna, I don’t want to hurt you”
“You didn’t hurt me”
“The dark red marks tell me otherwise”
“But I like when you tie me up, I like it when you get rough with me”
“I don’t want to hear it again, I’m never going to forgive myself if I ever hurt you”