“So, I have to seduce you now? I thought you were already mine, whenever I want it.”
Oops. “I’m sorry, My Lady.” A little nervous tingle ran down my spine.
“That’s okay, baby.” She kissed my forehead. “We’ll have some re-education later.”
You have no idea how much I wanted to ask what exactly she meant by that, but I didn’t. Instead I just said “Yes, My Lady” and snuggled in closer as the anticipation sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t let myself look at the TV screen, instead planting a series of little kisses on Taylor’s neck.
Taylor purred. “You’re welcome to keep doing that, but it isn’t going to change anything.”
“Just pleasuring you while you choose a movie, My Lady.” She chuckled, which made me do the same.
“Alright, this.” She picked Crazy Rich Asians, which turned out to be a great show. I settled in between her legs and leaned back. As the movie progressed her hands started to wander just a little more and more. Eventually they slid underneath my tight T-shirt. I kept still, refusing to put any barrier between her hands and my skin. She ranged higher, and I leaned back into her.
“Raise your arms, baby.”
I obeyed immediately, and she lifted the garment up and off. She told me to lean forward, which I did, and she quickly unsnapped my bra and tossed it on the floor.
Taylor pulled a blanket around us. “Keep your hands on my legs, baby. I’m going to just enjoy you while we watch, understood?”
I gasped out a “Yes, My Lady” while she pulled a blanket around us and began fondling me.
“Are you liking the movie, baby?”
I shuddered as both of her hands massaged my breast. “Yes, My Lady. It’s funny.” I tried and failed to keep my voice even.
“You sound distracted, baby. Maybe we should stop this and come back to it later, when you can concentrate.”
She pinched both my nipples and I moaned. “Whatever, oh god, whatever My Lady wishes.”
“Yes, I think I want you now. And we have the little matter of your correction.” Her hand came up to my neck and pulled my head back. My Lady’s tongue traced along my ear, making me whimper. “I don’t want any interruptions, so go use the bathroom, then remove the rest of your clothing. Lie on your back in the middle of the bed, hands over your head, feet together and extended. Understood?”
She hadn’t stopped caressing my breasts, but I managed to nod and squeak out an affirmative.
Suddenly she let me go, and I stood and dropped the blanket. I tried to control my breathing as I made my way to the bathroom, stumbling a little in my arousal. My panties were already soaked and they peeled away from my skin as I pulled off them and my jeans. After finishing with the toilet I went back to the door and stood there for a moment.
This was it. I’d done what I could to give myself to Taylor before, but this was going to be different. I was going to put myself in her hands, and accept whatever she wanted to do to me. I absolutely trusted her to adhere to the things we talked about, but still, it was scary. I took a deep breath and exited.
Taylor was standing at the edge of the bed, wearing only her panties. She looked magnificent, making my mouth water, but I dared not meet her eye. I kept my hands folded in front of me and I walked slowly to the bed. I climbed on the mattress and took the position that Taylor had ordered, folding one hand into the other near the metal-worked headboard.
I looked up at the ceiling, my heart trying to pound out of my chest. I sensed Taylor get on the bed, but I continued to not look at her. She went to the headboard, took one of my wrists and latched the padded handcuffs we’d bought at the adult toy store around it. The chain ran around one of the metal bars and she attached the other side to my other wrist.
A quick check told me I couldn’t lift or retract my hands. Taylor seemed satisfied. She ran her fingers down my arm and over my cheek, continuing to my neck and between my breasts. “Okay?”
I nodded, my eyes finally meeting hers, which made me suck in a breath. She was looking at me with a hunger I’d never seen. Her fingers traced around my pussy without actually touching it, and she straddled my legs, her butt resting just above my knees. I couldn’t move at all. She reached out and caressed my body from shoulders to hips and I moaned out loud.
“Now, do you remember why we’re doing this, baby?”
“Yes, My Lady.”
“Good.” She reached over and picked up something off the nightstand. “Lift your head.”
I did as I was told, and Taylor slipped a padded blindfold over my eyes. “Now tell me why.”
“I did not pay attention to My Lady when she was speaking to me.”
“That was a small thing. There was another, far more important issue.” Her hand caressed my cheek, running gently down over my neck and between my breasts. I shuddered from head to toe.
I forced myself to speak. “I implied that My Lady had to seduce me.”
She softly worried one nipple between her thumb and finger. I bit my lip to keep from crying out in pleasure. “That’s right. Do I have to seduce you, baby?”
“No, My Lady.”
“That’s right.” She slipped a finger into my sex, sliding it over my swollen clit. “So as punishment, I will be doing anything and everything I want to you, but you aren’t going to cum until I say you can.” She increased the pace on my nub, and I began to shake. Every inch of my body felt electric, and I had no idea how I was going to hold back an orgasm for even five minutes.
“Oh, yes, My Lady. Ah-ha-ah!” Just as I approached the tipping point she pulled her hand away.
“You’re so wet, baby. But it’s going to have to wait. I have a toy I want to try out.” She ran her hand up my side and over my underarm. I squealed and tried to pull away to no avail. I felt her shift on the bed, and I remembered our trip to the adult toy store and that feathered wand. Oh, crap.
It first touched me under my left arm, the softest whisper of contact, making me shiver. My breath came in gasps as it moved slowly down my side, giggles turning into squeals as I futilely tried to kick my legs and move away, but her weight on my thighs and the shackles holding me to the bed meant I could do nothing but endure the sweet torture My Lady was inflicting on me. Over my stomach, across each breast and up the other side it went, tears forming in my eyes as I laughed and screamed. At least I could shield my neck when the blessed, bloody thing approached, clamping my chin down to my shoulder.
“No, no, baby. Lift your chin.”
I gave a most pathetic whimper, but My Lady was unmoved.
“Now, baby.” Two fingers gently hooked underneath and a tear rolled down my face as I exposed my neck, my body trembling violently, teeth clenched and covered eyes closed tight.
The feathers tickled over my shoulder and across my chest before reaching my neck, and not covering up was the hardest thing I’d ever done. I don’t think I could have done it without Taylor’s gentle hand holding me, but somehow I endured.
She leaned down, her heat filling me as I screamed and kicked and suddenly, just as I felt I was going to break the feathers were replaced by My Lady’s perfect lips.
Every inch of skin felt alive, crackling with the need to be touched and soothed. My squeals turned instantly to moans of pleasure. The cuffs continued to hold my wrists, and I wasn’t able to touch her and hold her, which was making me crazy. Her lips moved slowly down my body, taking one of my breasts between them. My Lady’s tongue and teeth swirled and nipped, my wanton coos urging her on. She switched from one to the other as I strained against the chain holding me, the most exquisite pleasure pulsing from my nipples down into my soaking sex.
Finally My Lady’s mouth moved to the valley between my breasts and started working down over the soft skin of my belly. Suddenly free, my legs spread and encircled her just below her behind, which slid under my heels, as did the smooth skin of her back as she went lower.
She kissed the inside of each of my thighs, and then just outside of each outer lip. Her breath teased my sex for a moment before a finger trailed over my clit and down into my soaking wet cleft.
“Now, baby, I’m doing this because I love the way you taste. This is about my enjoyment of your flavor. You are not to come. Do you understand?”
Holy shit, I didn’t know if I could do that. My entire body was humming and she’d barely even touched me yet. But what else could I say?
“Y-Yes, My Lady.”
I laid my head back on the pillow, trying to relax and control my breathing. Taylor’s lips hovered above my sex for a heart stopping moment before her tongue parted me and swirled over my clit, pulling a long, desperate moan from deep inside me. This was going to be the hardest thing I’d ever done.
I tried to push the feelings back, but I would not move my body away from that wonderful tongue. I had to continue to offer myself to My Lady. Her pleasure, not mine.
She swirled and danced through my soaking wet folds, sliding down to my core, where she rimmed the entrance to my vagina, just the way she knew I loved. My whole body was trembling, and I heard her sigh as she pushed her tongue as far as possible into my tunnel.
My eyes were open wide, staring desperately, sightlessly into my blindfold as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through my body. I felt every lick and swirl all the way into my fingers and toes, but I did not come. I knew I wouldn’t, as long as she contented herself with my opening. My clit was another story, and as she started back up my cleft I knew I was in trouble. My hands held the metal bars of the headboard in a death grip, my body screaming for release as Taylor pulled my clit into her mouth.