The Room

You follow me into a dimly lit room the objects on display causing you to stop and look around in wonder. On your left, stretching away from you was a row filing cabinets and on your right, you could make out a little sitting and kitchen area. Your browser wrinkled momentarily at the sight, but you soon forget about it when you laid eyes on the table in the middle of the room.

To call the contraction something as mundane as a table was probably a slight to the manufacturer, but you could think of no other name for the object before her. Passing me, you took a few tenative steps towards it, then stopped short again to examine it from a safe distance.

“My pet project…” My voice murmured into your ear, made you jump, the low tone and underlying sexual tension sending shivers down your spine. “Go on, take a closer look,” I invited.

You strolled to the table, your eyes riveted, as you tried to take it all in. The table itself was just about waist height and covered withdeep red velvet padding. Instead of the conventional rectangular shape, the table was a giant ‘X’ At each point of the X, iron loops had been built in, and a variety of loops, some with straws and buckles attached adorned the sides of the table. The X was thicker in the middle, to give plenty of support to a person’s torso when they were spread-eagled on it, even so, it was a blatantly sexual object and highly arousing. You could Feel your stomach churning at all the possibilities the table represented, should one be bound and at its mercy.

As you rounded the bottom of the table, you noticed a variety of levers and looked questioningly at me. “Go on — give one a turn,” I suggest, with an amused smile tugging at the corner of my mouth. Grasping the biggest handle, you turned it and gasped when the bottom legs of the X began to move apart. As you reached for one of the other levers, I stopped you with a hand on your hand. “Leave the rest to the imagination, for now, my gorgeous Muse,” I commanded.

Watching you out the corner of my eye, I decided I didn’t want you too relaxed; I take you by the shoulders and slowly backed you up against the wall. Your senses went into overdrive as I towered over you, millionimetres away from having my whole body pressed against yours.

“I want to see you strapped to my table, and watch your eyes as I do things to your body that you can only imagine. I want to hear what sounds you make when your body is saturated with glee and you’re begging me to stop. Beautiful Muse,” I murmured, lifting my hand and cupping your chin. “I feel I have been waiting an eternity for you.”

With that, I lowered my head and touched my lips to yours. You opened your mouth to allow me to deepen the kiss. All your pent-up emotions and feelings came swirling out and you lean into me and kissed me back passwordately, your hands coming up to frame my face. In answer, my hands divered into your hair and gripped. Pulling your head back, I plunderedYour mouth, then broke the kiss to race my lips over your throat, your eyes, your cheats, leaving you breathless and moaning for more.

My eyes, when I broke away to gaze at you, were wild with password. The depth of feeling and power in them caused you to tremble and you put up no fight when I reached around your shoulders for the zipper on your dress. I dragged it down slowly, torturously, and nudging the straps off your shoulders, then leaned in to nibble at the exposed flesh there. Your eyes closed in pleasure as the dress pooled at your feet. I feast my eyes on the sight as you stand now in your simple black lace bra, matching panties and silettos. I could see your nipples straining through the thin material and make out the outline of your beautiful pussy lips through her panties.

In a casual show of strength, I swept you up and crossing to the table sat you upon it, the height meaning you were almost eye to eye with me. Leaning forward, I again captured your mouth, softly, exploring your lips with my tongue, savouring the erotic the taste of you, and craving for more. I trailed one finger down from your neck and traced the skin just underneath the lacy edge of your bra. As my lips followed my finger, you leaned back on your hands, your head once again falling back in pleasure. When I swirl my tongue under the material and grazed your nipple, you let out a gasp. Reaching behind you, I unclasped your bra and removed it as slowly as I had the dress. As your breasts sprang free, your nipples hardened even more, as the cooler air washed over them and when I bent my head to suckle, your gasps turned to moans.

You could not believe the feelings cursing through you. I had only touched your breasts and already you were wet and aroused beyond belief. You had never felt your nipples this hard before, and the warm, wet, insisting tugging on them from my tongue and teeth was sending little jolts of electricity straight to your pussy. You fell back onto yOur elbows as my lips continued on a downward journey, raining kisses over your stomach until I reached the top edge of your panties.

At this, I looked up at you, leaning back, flushed, eyes dark with desire. I ran my finger from one side of your stomach to the other, just under the line of your panties, causing tingles to pop out on your skin and your breathing to quicken again. I smile Knowingly and left your panties in place, continuing my downward exploration of your body. When my lips reached your feet, I knelt down, out of your line of sight, and you could feel my undoing the straps of your silettos. When the first foot was free, I pressed my mouth to your arch, sending new and thrilling sensings through you. The second siletto followed the first, and I slowly worked my way back up your legs, kissing your smooth calm, gently biting the tender inside of your thigh.

Straightening from my position, I hooked my fingers into the sides of your panties and gave a gentletug. Unresistant, you lifted your hips slightly and allowed me to draw the panties down your legs, dropping them to the floor. You felt brazen and wanton, being completely naked while I was still fully clothed, but the password was burning your blood too strong for you to care.

“Lie back my Muse,” I say quietly.

You lean forward slightly, touched your lips to mine and lay back on the table. Power coursed through me, making me harder than I already was at the gorgeous sight of you.

Walking round to the top of the table, I took your left arm and stretched it over your head, along one arm of the ‘X’. I then take one strap, adorning the sides of the table and stretched it over your wrist, tightening the buckle until there was no chance for you wriggling out. You flexed your fingers — the strap wasn’t uncomfortable, due to the padding on the underside, but there was no way you were eluding it. Your right arm received the same treatment, followed by both your ankles on thebottom half of the X.

I stood back and admired the woman spread-eagled on the table before me. Your full breasts were beautifully displayed because of your arms being confined above your head. Your nipples were still hard as rocks and pointing straight up in the air. I placed one last strap across your belly, tightening it so that your back could not arch off the table. I wanted you immobile, without the feeling of being fully restrained.

Moving to the bottom of the table, I grasped the largest lever and turned it so that the bottom legs of the X moved further apart. You gasped as you feel your legs part further and feel your pussy leaking juices as your most private parts were exposed to the colder air. I drink the sight in with my eyes. I longed to dive right into your pussy with my tongue, but I had learned the art of patience over many years and knew it heightened your pleasure and my own, too. Grazing one finger up your leg, torso and up to your breast, I walked up thelength of the table and captured your mouth once again in a ravenous kiss. Breaking it off, I stare into your eyes from inches away.

“Darling, I promised no harm would come to you under my watch and this you may believe. I need to hear your moans and hear you beg and scream for release. And believe me — you will be begging and screaming before this night is over. Now hold tight, as there are a couple of items I need to retrieve before we begin.”

You lay helplessly as I walked away, out of your line of sight. The padded velvet was warm underneath your body, adding to the sensings that already swamped you. Your nipples were aching to be sucked and bitten again and you could feel your juices dripping down the inside of your thigh as cool air continued to swirl around your exposed pussy.

You could hear me moving about over at the kitchen area. Try as you might, she couldn’t see what I was doing, as I have intended. I return to you, keeping the items I was carrying down low, and placed them, unseen to you, on a shelf on the underside of the table.

“I have stated I will not harm you my sweet Muse, but I will inflict you pain. Not enough to really hurt, but there is a fine line between pain and pleasure that I love to explore and I know you will agree.” With that, I leaned over your breast and captured a pumped nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the nub and finally biting gently on it.

You tried to arch off the table, but the straps held you in place, somehow heightening the sensing. I began to bite slightly harder on your nipple and reached over to the other one to rub it between my thumb and forefinger, pinching it gently. I then swapped my mouth to the other nipple and changed to pinching the first one, feeling them swelling even more. You moan Deliriously and your head thrashed about from side to side. Considering, I straightened and rounding the top of the table once more, stretched a straw across your forehead and buckled it in place, effectively severely limiting your head movement. Moving back to your breasts, I continued to suckle, enjoying the sweet ripe flavour of you.

You were moaning loudly with the sweet torture. You could feel your pussy literally dripping juices down your thighs.

Abruptly, the gentle tugging on your nipples was gone only to be replaced by the sharp sweet bite of nipple clamps. With no way to escape the torque, you were forced to focus fully on the sensing, relishing in the biting pain which was sending little sparks straight to your pussy. Just as you were getting used to the sensing, you heard the low buzz of a vibrator. I hold it before your eyes so you could examine it. Small and metal, a little bullet, not very strong, designed mostly for cloral stimulation. Without speaking, I lower the bullet to your skin, lightly playing it down your torso, between your breasts.

You shivered at this novel sensing and the anticipation of where I would DIRECt the little bullet next. Around your left breast, keeping clear of the aureole for now, and then the same around your other breast. Down over your stomach, causing you to inhale sharply, swirling round your belly button, then making its lazy way back up to your breasts. Momentarily removing the bullet, I leaned over and licked the top of your nipple, where it protruded from the clamp. Again, the erotic bliss shot Through you. The nipple clamps increased the sensitivity of your nipples, and you held your breath, knowing what was coming next.

Sure enough, I brought the little bullet hovering over your breast and watched you, silently. Please, your eyes begged. I continued to watch you, holding the bullet inches from contact with your nipple.

“Please,” you whisper.

I lower the bullet and a thousand volts seemed to flow through your breast. You could feel your pussy gush in response. The need to be taken and fucked was so great you could barely stand it.

After a couple of minutes torturing both her nipples, I switch the bullet off and returned it to the hidden shelf. Picking up the next item on the agenda, I again lifted in front of your face so you could examine the leather short crop and your whole body tensed waiting for the first strike.

I step to the bottom of the table and lightly struck the crop against the inside of your thighs. You jumped, but the singing sensing quickly turned to heat, which turned to sheer ecstasy as my lips then followed the path that the crop took. You were eagerly expecting the sharp sting of the crop as much as the heat and the care. Your breathing quickly as I put down the crop, but continued kissing and nibbling my way up the insides of your thighs. You were aching for your pussy to be touched.

I examine your pussy from my position between your spread-eagled legs. Your lips were puffy and a beautiful shade of pink, and your juices were dripping coronavirusably down your thigh. Moving his face ever closer to your pussy, I continue gently biting and kissing your thighs, licking and savouring the taste of your sweet juices that had escaped your pussy. I could feel the heat emanating from your core and longed to dive my tongue right in.

I reach back to the handle, controlling the position of the X’s legs and turned it a little more, to fully open your pussy for me to enjoy. Your cliporis was sticking out from Under its little hood and your obvious arousal turned me on all the more. Leaning down, I blew gently on your clip, causing you to moan and jerk as much as you were able in your straps.

I loved the fact that you responded to my touch. My self-control was being stretched and I could go no longer without touching your beautiful pussy. I place the thumb of my left hand just above your clip, right at the top of your dripping slit, and press down gently on your shaft with the palm of my hand. With my right hand, I then slowly inserted my index finger into your pussy, amazed at how tight, wet and hot you were.

You let out a delicious moan as you felt your pussy being possessed finally, which became louder when I stroked my thumb ever so gently over your throbbing clip. I insert my finger right up to the hilt then slowly withdraw it, lifting it to my mouth to taste your sweet juices. Sucking it clean, I then inserted it once more deep into your pussy and began slowly finger fucking you. After a couple of minutes of this slow pace, I squeezed another finger into you and lowered my mouth to your clip. My thumb was still resting just above your clip, right at the top of your clip, and I pressed down slightly and pulled up towards your stomach so that your clip popped more fully out. I lapped all around the edges of it, like a cat with cream before gently nibbling on the little nub and sucking it into my mouth.

You were going wild — your moans getting louder and louder, the only release you were seeing as you were firmly strapped down. I continueed for another minute and then stopped. There was no way you were getting to cum yet. I returned to the top of the table and cut off your protesting moans with another kiss, allowing you to savour the taste of yourself from my tongue. Breaking the kiss, I held my two pussy-soaked fingers to your mouth and watched you draw them inside, sucking and licking the juice from them. Watching you sucking on my fingers made my hard cock twitch — I was looking forward to having her lips wrapped around my rock hard cock soon.

Reaching down to the shelf again, I retrieved another item. I again held the item up to your face for inspection and your eyes widened as you looked at what you thought was a large glass dildo. I held it to your lips, and you reached with your tongue out to lick it and immediately gasped in surprise at the coldness. On closer inspection, you realized the object was made of ice. I chuckled at your consternation.

“It’s amazing what one can pick up at a novelty erotic gift store.”

With that, I trailed the ice cock down your body in much the same way as I had with the little bullet. Wherever the ice touched, little goose bumps popped out on your skin, so I followed the trail with my lips, licking and kissing them away with my hot mouth. The combination of the cold then the hot was sensing and your moans were starting up again as I got closer to your pussy. The tip of the ice cock had melted because of the warmth of your skin and was now leaving little-wet trails wherever I touched you with it

I flicked the end of it over your clip and you whimpered. I leaned closer, exhaling on your clip to warm it again. Another flick… you were panting now.

“Please,” you moan again, a little louder than before.

I ignore you — You can do better than that. Another flick.

“Please, Master,” you gasped a little louder.

Again I ignored you, but with one hand, began to undo the buttons on my shirt. Shrugging the garment off, Imoved my free hand to my trousers, quickly shedding them to release my throbbing cock.

“Tell me what you want my sweet Muse,” I commanded, struggling my cock gently until it was its full, hard circled 7 inches. With the other hand, I again flicked the ice over your clip.

“I want…” you swallowed, “Oh god, I want you to fuck me.”

“Louder,” I said.

“Please,” you almost sobbed. “Please fuck me. I’ve never felt like I need to cum this badly before.”

“Do you want me to fuck you with the ice? Do you want to feel the ice plumge inside your depths, just for a moment?”

“Yes, please fuck me with the ice, with your cock, with anything!”

I placed the head of the ice dildo at your cunt lips and I dipped inside an inch or two and swirled it around.

“Oh fuck,” you moan. “More, please give me more.”

The ice was melting at a rapid rate now and I knew that although you would feel the shock of the cold, it would not be enough to stretch your pussyand give you the fucking that you needed. I plunged the icy dildo as far into your depths as I could and held it there, just for a second or two.

“Oh my fucking god,” you scream as you feel the icy chill involved your pussy and shoot straight to your core.

I removed the ice and giving your clip one last flick with it, replaced what was left of it in the cup under the table.

“Do you I ask quietly, rubbing the head of my cock gently up and down your soaking slit

It felt like heavenly torturous my teasing and you could see nothing due to your head restrained at this angle.

“Yes, I want you to fuck me. Please fuck me hard.”

With those words, I gave one hard thrust and buried my cock deep inside you. You were so wet you needed no other luxury, but suddenness took your breath away. My cock felt to like it was on fire after the coldness of the ice, your cunt branded by my hot shaft. I gave you no time to regain your senses but immmediately started driving into you, again and again, pulling out to just the tip and then pumping furiously inside you. I placed the heel of one of my hands over your clip, the movements of my hard fucking making sensings pulse through it. You could hold back your orgasm no longer.

Little sparks of electricity began to shoot outwards from your pussy to every part of your body. Sweat broke out on your skin as you feel the familiar hazard wash over you. All the nervous endings in your body seemed to gather at her core, tightening and intensifying before exploding everywhere as you came, screaming in the most deliciously violent orgasm of your life. I removed my hand from your over sensitive clip and momentarily stopped my thrusting, keeping my cock firmly embedded inside you. I could feel your cunt muscles milking my cock, contracts a beautiful care, sending waves of pleasure through me.

After a few minutes, I started moving again slowly, in and out, building up a rhythmm.

“Please fuck,” you gasped.

Sure enough, you feel the familiar sensings beginning to swirl again as I fucked you steadily. My cock was bottoming out against your cervix with every thrust, causing you new and bewildering feelings.