Michael’s whole demeanor was always an exercise in efficiency so watching him use much more rope than was necessary interested her. She knew by now that everything Michael did had a reason, even if the reason was not evident to her at first.
She didn’t want to think about why he wanted to ensure she didn’t get up. Even if she had asked him, he would not have told her. Elena knew instead he would show her and she moaned aloud, just thinking of the possibilities.
Michael fitted a blindfold over her eyes, adjusting it until she could see nothing. The darkness and the waiting aroused her greatly. Immediately, she began squirming, feeling anticipation and excitement. She felt that way anyway whenever she was around Michael, but now, naked and bound and at his mercy, all those feelings were intensified.
She heard his voice in the darkness. “We’re going to play a game, Elena. While you’re tied, I’m going to touch you and tease you however I wish. If you make any sound, then I’ll stop. It is up to you to control yourself. The first time I’ll stop for one minute, the second time for five minutes, the third time for fifteen minutes and the fourth time for an hour. I really hope that you won’t fail more than that.”
Elena took a few moments to process that information and then shivered, knowing how difficult it was for her to remain silent. She felt her pussy moisten and she was certain that the chair would be soaked before long. Still, the thought of submitting to Michael this way excited her greatly. She knew she needed to show Michael that she could be in control.
“Just remember, Elena. No sounds. You need to control yourself. Just think of how difficult it will be to sit in the dark and not be touched. It’s up to you to exercise some self-control. As long as you keep quiet, I will keep touching you. I know that you like being touched. I know how you like being touched.”
Elena felt Michael’s hand on her leg, sliding up slowly between her thighs, his hands just barely brushing against her skin. She bit her tongue, working to keep her moans inside, fearing that this was going to be more difficult than she had thought.
Michael knew her body, had become adept at finding her most sensitive areas, but Elena was determined that she was not going to lose. Michael withdrew his hands and Elena moaned loudly in frustration.
“No sounds, Elena,” Michael chastised. “We’ve only just started.”
Immediately she was annoyed with herself. She couldn’t believe that she had already lost control. She knew she would have to try harder.
Elena was left in the dark, her arousal only building as she sat there. In the dark a minute without being touched stretched out before her and she sighed and waited, knowing Michael was not going to give in until they had played the game.
She prepared herself, determined that she was not going to give in again. She felt Michael’s hands against her, softly exploring her curves. Elena tried to focus on the more uncomfortable elements – the hardness of the chair and the tightness of the ropes – in order to distract herself, but it wasn’t working. She was hyper aware of Michael’s fingertips as they danced on her flesh.
Each inch of her body felt alive as Michael swept his hands over her. “Beautiful,” he said and Elena shifted in the chair, trying to arch up toward Michael but limited by the tightness of the ropes. His hands reached for her breasts, cupping them as his tongue flicked against her nipples.
“Tasty,” he said, licking at them as she squirmed. He started with light, delicate licks and slowly increased the suction against her nipples. She tried to keep herself under control, but Michael knew just how sensitive her nipples were.
“Oh, oh,” Elena cried out as the pressure became too much. She needed an outlet, but she didn’t
She didn’t want to think about why he wanted to ensure she didn’t get up. Even if she had asked him, he would not have told her. Elena knew instead he would show her and she moaned aloud, just thinking of the possibilities.
Michael fitted a blindfold over her eyes, adjusting it until she could see nothing. The darkness and the waiting aroused her greatly. Immediately, she began squirming, feeling anticipation and excitement. She felt that way anyway whenever she was around Michael, but now, naked and bound and at his mercy, all those feelings were intensified.
She heard his voice in the darkness. “We’re going to play a game, Elena. While you’re tied, I’m going to touch you and tease you however I wish. If you make any sound, then I’ll stop. It is up to you to control yourself. The first time I’ll stop for one minute, the second time for five minutes, the third time for fifteen minutes and the fourth time for an hour. I really hope that you won’t fail more than that.”
Elena took a few moments to process that information and then shivered, knowing how difficult it was for her to remain silent. She felt her pussy moisten and she was certain that the chair would be soaked before long. Still, the thought of submitting to Michael this way excited her greatly. She knew she needed to show Michael that she could be in control.
“Just remember, Elena. No sounds. You need to control yourself. Just think of how difficult it will be to sit in the dark and not be touched. It’s up to you to exercise some self-control. As long as you keep quiet, I will keep touching you. I know that you like being touched. I know how you like being touched.”
Elena felt Michael’s hand on her leg, sliding up slowly between her thighs, his hands just barely brushing against her skin. She bit her tongue, working to keep her moans inside, fearing that this was going to be more difficult than she had thought.
Michael knew her body, had become adept at finding her most sensitive areas, but Elena was determined that she was not going to lose. Michael withdrew his hands and Elena moaned loudly in frustration.
“No sounds, Elena,” Michael chastised. “We’ve only just started.”
Immediately she was annoyed with herself. She couldn’t believe that she had already lost control. She knew she would have to try harder.
Elena was left in the dark, her arousal only building as she sat there. In the dark a minute without being touched stretched out before her and she sighed and waited, knowing Michael was not going to give in until they had played the game.
She prepared herself, determined that she was not going to give in again. She felt Michael’s hands against her, softly exploring her curves. Elena tried to focus on the more uncomfortable elements – the hardness of the chair and the tightness of the ropes – in order to distract herself, but it wasn’t working. She was hyper aware of Michael’s fingertips as they danced on her flesh.
Each inch of her body felt alive as Michael swept his hands over her. “Beautiful,” he said and Elena shifted in the chair, trying to arch up toward Michael but limited by the tightness of the ropes. His hands reached for her breasts, cupping them as his tongue flicked against her nipples.
“Tasty,” he said, licking at them as she squirmed. He started with light, delicate licks and slowly increased the suction against her nipples. She tried to keep herself under control, but Michael knew just how sensitive her nipples were.
“Oh, oh,” Elena cried out as the pressure became too much. She needed an outlet, but she didn’t
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