stronger
when she pushed her tongue into his opening - baby-soft tissue she
loved to make burn with sensation. He writhed beneath her
ministrations, and she felt delighted with his sheer
responsiveness. What would the strap-on or her fist do to
him…
She forced herself to stop.
“No coming yet, Aaron,” she said,
surprised how calm her voice sounded when she felt anything
but.
She walked
aroun d him to
take off the blindfold. His tied limbs were shaking, and she put a
quieting hand on his arm for a few seconds. His eyes were glassy
with pleasure and exhaustion when they met hers. She leaned down
and kissed him softly.
“You did well, pet,” she whispered
into his ear, “and you taste delicious. Your mistress is
extraordinarily pleased.”
She saw his face blossoming into sheer
delight and stepped back behind him.
“ I’ll use my fingers to get you
off now,” she stated, “you are allowed to come at any moment, pet.
How long is your recovery period under normal circumstances?”
“ Not that long, Ma’am,” He
replied hoarsely. “Roughly ten minutes when I’m very aroused,
which… shouldn’t present a problem right now.”
“ Your arousal pleases me, little
one,” she chuckled . “I like you hot and bothered. I want you to attempt to
stay hard while you’re with me. And when I allow you release, I
want you to get erect again as soon as possible.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
She smiled at his back, and there was just
so much in her heart at that very moment, she had to swallow to
control the onslaught of emotions. His skin glowed golden in the
half-darkness of her dungeon, and she was awed by his sheer,
perfect beauty, a beauty that seemed to be far more than met the
eye. She’d never encountered someone like him, and she almost felt
the whiff of fate like the flapping of invisible wings. She closed
her eyes and forced herself to stay in the moment.
She went to the sink in the corner
and washed her hands thoroughly, using disinfectant afterwards and
a cold cream to make her skin smooth and soft. She stepped back to
the spanking bench and positioned herself between his spread legs.
His breathing got faster, and Tara felt a rush of pure
unadulterated bliss. How long had it been since she’d been so
happy, so in sync with herself? She inhaled the atmosphere, the
sweet tension, the lust, and brought her fingers to his opening.
His whole body jerked, rattling the chains, and she chuckled
softly. She squirted a generous amount of lube onto her fingers,
spreading the cool stuff on his puckered entrance.
“You can come now, little sub,” she
said fondly, and pressed a finger inside him.
Aaron moaned deep in his chest, his
body arching with pleasure. He pressed back against her hand and
almost wept with gratitude when she inserted the second
finger.
She pushed both fingers inside him as deep
as they would go and pressed her hips against her hand as if it
were her cock, establishing a thrusting rhythm that had him
writhing in ecstasy in no time. Her fingers curled against his
prostate, eliciting a hoarse scream from his throat, and since she
knew that she couldn’t fully stimulate the sensitive gland with her
short digits she rubbed her free hand against his perineum to
heighten the sensations.
Aaron saw stars, fireworks exploding
behind closed lids. His cock got so hard it felt like bursting, and
when he came, he couldn’t make a sound, his voice strangled in his
throat while all blood rushed from his brain and his cock emptied
in large, warm spurts against his belly.
Tara felt the spasms of his beautiful body
and knew it the second he found release. She rubbed his back to
still the violent tremors and felt so much tenderness inside her
the fullness almost made her cry. He came so perfectly, like he was
made to do exactly that.
She pulled her fingers back and left
him for a moment to wash her hands.
Then she started to untie him, taking
her time to stroke his twitching muscles into stillness. He’d
when she pushed her tongue into his opening - baby-soft tissue she
loved to make burn with sensation. He writhed beneath her
ministrations, and she felt delighted with his sheer
responsiveness. What would the strap-on or her fist do to
him…
She forced herself to stop.
“No coming yet, Aaron,” she said,
surprised how calm her voice sounded when she felt anything
but.
She walked
aroun d him to
take off the blindfold. His tied limbs were shaking, and she put a
quieting hand on his arm for a few seconds. His eyes were glassy
with pleasure and exhaustion when they met hers. She leaned down
and kissed him softly.
“You did well, pet,” she whispered
into his ear, “and you taste delicious. Your mistress is
extraordinarily pleased.”
She saw his face blossoming into sheer
delight and stepped back behind him.
“ I’ll use my fingers to get you
off now,” she stated, “you are allowed to come at any moment, pet.
How long is your recovery period under normal circumstances?”
“ Not that long, Ma’am,” He
replied hoarsely. “Roughly ten minutes when I’m very aroused,
which… shouldn’t present a problem right now.”
“ Your arousal pleases me, little
one,” she chuckled . “I like you hot and bothered. I want you to attempt to
stay hard while you’re with me. And when I allow you release, I
want you to get erect again as soon as possible.”
“Yes, Ma’am.”
She smiled at his back, and there was just
so much in her heart at that very moment, she had to swallow to
control the onslaught of emotions. His skin glowed golden in the
half-darkness of her dungeon, and she was awed by his sheer,
perfect beauty, a beauty that seemed to be far more than met the
eye. She’d never encountered someone like him, and she almost felt
the whiff of fate like the flapping of invisible wings. She closed
her eyes and forced herself to stay in the moment.
She went to the sink in the corner
and washed her hands thoroughly, using disinfectant afterwards and
a cold cream to make her skin smooth and soft. She stepped back to
the spanking bench and positioned herself between his spread legs.
His breathing got faster, and Tara felt a rush of pure
unadulterated bliss. How long had it been since she’d been so
happy, so in sync with herself? She inhaled the atmosphere, the
sweet tension, the lust, and brought her fingers to his opening.
His whole body jerked, rattling the chains, and she chuckled
softly. She squirted a generous amount of lube onto her fingers,
spreading the cool stuff on his puckered entrance.
“You can come now, little sub,” she
said fondly, and pressed a finger inside him.
Aaron moaned deep in his chest, his
body arching with pleasure. He pressed back against her hand and
almost wept with gratitude when she inserted the second
finger.
She pushed both fingers inside him as deep
as they would go and pressed her hips against her hand as if it
were her cock, establishing a thrusting rhythm that had him
writhing in ecstasy in no time. Her fingers curled against his
prostate, eliciting a hoarse scream from his throat, and since she
knew that she couldn’t fully stimulate the sensitive gland with her
short digits she rubbed her free hand against his perineum to
heighten the sensations.
Aaron saw stars, fireworks exploding
behind closed lids. His cock got so hard it felt like bursting, and
when he came, he couldn’t make a sound, his voice strangled in his
throat while all blood rushed from his brain and his cock emptied
in large, warm spurts against his belly.
Tara felt the spasms of his beautiful body
and knew it the second he found release. She rubbed his back to
still the violent tremors and felt so much tenderness inside her
the fullness almost made her cry. He came so perfectly, like he was
made to do exactly that.
She pulled her fingers back and left
him for a moment to wash her hands.
Then she started to untie him, taking
her time to stroke his twitching muscles into stillness. He’d
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