|Gromet's Self Bondage & Mummification Plaza - Bondage Stories|
|Unwinding in surrender|
© 1998, SuthrnLrd - Used by Permission
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is copyright 1998 by SuthrnLrd. You can use it any way you want for
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I greet you at the door with a smile and a hug,
feeling the tension in your body from a hard day's work. I kiss your
cheek as I close the door behind us. I take the briefcase from your
hand and toss it onto the couch. "Hungry, sweet?"
You sigh and melt into me. I squeeze your
ass harder, pressing you against me.
"In fact, sweet," I continue to whisper, "I'm
the one who'll be making the decisions tonight. Understand me, pet?"
With that, I begin rubbing your pussy harder now,
feeling your wetness soak the cloth. I push against you even harder
and open your mouth with my tongue, probing you and kissing you deeply.
You are frantic now, barely able to catch your breath as I suck on your
lips and thrust my tongue deep in your mouth. My fingers are rubbing your
clit now, faster and faster, and I
"Mmmm..." I kiss your cheek and whisper
in your ear. "You taste so good, pet. I hope you don't mind
the fact that I'm going to force your body to produce a lot of that tonight.
I really hope you don't mind. Because you don't have a choice.
I'm thirsty for you, pet, and it's going to take everything you have to
slake my thirst."
I strip you slowly, pausing to kiss and fondle
your flesh as I expose it. Each portion of your body gets worked
over with my hands and lips as all barriers to your flesh are removed.
When I have stripped you completely, I take your arms and touch your wrists
together behind your back, indicating that you should keep them there.I
wrap a satin scarf around and between your wrists, tying it tightly, binding
your wrists together.
With one hand, I take my hard cock and press it to my stomach as I embrace you. My cock is sandwiched between our bodies as I kiss you. I know how much you want it inside you, but the night is young, and there will be plenty of time for that later. We stand there kissing for a while, me with the freedom to let my fingers play upon your body as I see fit, and you forbidden to move. You know how much I enjoy tormenting you like this, how I so love all the reactions your body makes as I stroke your skin. You've had one orgasm so far, but you know that your second one will take a long time to get here, and that you will have to spend a long time being aroused and frustrated before it arrives.
I leave you now for a moment, and you bite your
lip, wondering what will happen next. You can hear me walking across the
room, opening something that sounds like a sliding drawer. You hear something
that sounds like tinkling bells. You hear me approach you again.
You gasp as I suddenly grab your left nipple and touch something hard and
metallic to it, and you cry out as you feel your nipple clamped.
The clamp is not so tight that it hurts you, but you can feel your nipple
throb with the pressure. I grab your right nipple and quickly clamp
it as well. I kiss you as you groan from it, and while I am kissing
you, you gasp as you feel each clamp in turn suddenly get heavier, and
you realize that I have added small weights to each clamp.
I begin licking the tips of your nipples and flicking
the bells that dangle from the clamps, and you moan with a combination
of embarrassment, discomfort, and need. I keep this up for a while,
letting the stimulation start to overwhelm you. Then I adorn other parts
of your body with bells. I fasten clip-on earrings, each with a small bell
dangling beneath. I tie bells to your ankles.
I step back to admire my handiwork. You
are trembling, setting off a chorus of tinkling bells, which only serves
to make you tremble harder.
You try to lose yourself in the dance, swaying
your hips, moving your feet. And always, always, the tinkling of
bells. Your motions are erotic now, exciting. You have lost
yourself in dancing, swaying to the sound of your own heartbeat.
I feel my cock twitch at the sight of you.
"Keep grinding," I command you. I let your
ass guide my hand as you wiggle for me. Over and over, you make delicious
circles, ovals, figure-eight's with your ass. You grind and gyrate
with your mind as well as your body, displaying your great need for me,
testing the limits of my self-control. How easy it would be to simply
take you now, to impale you on my throbbing cock and fuck you until we
both achieved a quick and much-needed release. But the release becomes
so much sweeter when desperation is at a fever pitch. I restrain myself
and simply enjoy the motions of your ass.
Slowly I pull on the chain. The throbbing pressure of your nipples increases, and you instinctively step forward to relieve it. I kiss your lips quickly and take a step back, pulling on the chain again. You follow me. You quickly learn the rules of the game as I stop you with my hands and guide you silently. You are not to step forward until I have pulled the chain taut and your nipples begin to stretch. Then you are allowed to move one step. But you must stand still until you feel your nipples being stretched again. Step by step, with an alternating rhythm of increasing and decreasing pressure to your poor nipples, I lead you to the bathroom. By the time we arrive, you are panting, and I can smell your arousal. It pleases me. I kiss your lips again and remove the clamps, hearing you sigh with relief. I give each nipple a quick kiss, then prepare a shower for us.
The water is as hot as we can stand it, and I
step in first to guide you. I pull you to me, your arms still pinned
behind you, the blindfold still covering your eyes. I pull you into
an embrace and let you feel my naked flesh against yours again, let my
cock rub against you. Then I pull away and bathe you slowly and thoroughly.
The shower is large enough for me to position you any way I please, and
I put you into delightful positions in order to bathe every part of you.
I make you bend over, your legs spread wide, and I use my left hand to
steady you while my right lathers your ass. I rub my soapy fingers
along the crack of your ass, teasing you, slowly pushing just the tip of
my index finger into your tiny hole and rubbing there.
I have you kneel before me, the water splashing
against your back. I run my thumb along your mouth for a moment before
parting your lips. I pull down, and you obligingly open your mouth
for me. You can feel the head of my cock touch your lips now, and you eagerly
take it inside your mouth. I run my fingers through your hair as
you begin to suck me, and I begin a running monologue of tender words,
telling you what a good pet you are, how sweet you are to me, and how much
I love you. I start rambling a bit as the orgasm swells within me,
telling you what is in store for you, how much pleasure I am going to force
from your body, and how before the night is through you will be begging
me to let you stop coming.
It takes perhaps ten minutes to dry you and prepare
you for the main course of tonight's erotic feast. As I dry you,
I play with your body, teasing your arousal ever higher. Your movements
are without the slightest inhibition and are guided only by need.
They are accompanied by the most delightful whimpers, pouts, and entreaties.
I could command you to remain motionless and silent as I rub you with the
towel, but it pleases me for you to display your desire.
Your knees are bent and pressing down onto the sheets, exposing you to me completely. With soft, fake-fur cuffs, I strap your legs in this position at the ankles and lower thighs. The ankle cuffs are attached to the foot of the bed, while the thigh cuffs are attached to the sides. Then your wrists are strapped above your head, stretching your arms taut. When I have finished, you are immobile and utterly vulnerable.
You cry out in surprise as you feel something
enter your ear, and you reflexively jerk your head aside. I take
your left nipple and squeeze firmly, keeping the pressure on it as I tell
you to relax.
"That's it, my Lord," you say, just when I start
to worry that the volume might be getting too high. "That's loud
enough. I-I'm a little scared." I am at your side instantly,
touching you, kissing you, soothing you without words. I stroke your
face and kiss your forehead. I lie next to you and let you feel the
warmth of my body.I hold you until I can feel you relax a little.You sigh.
"It's...it's okay now, my Lord. Thank you." I kiss your forehead
again and shift position so that I'm lying on top of you. I slip
my hand under your head and cradle it as I kiss your lips. For several
minutes we simply kiss, and I feel your body respond to mine. My cock,
so recently drained by your sweet lips, is awakening again.
I kneel between your spread legs, simply sitting
there, not touching you. Your body tenses as all contact with me
is broken. I let you feel this tension for awhile, letting it build
within you, letting you wonder what will happen next.
My lips are upon your belly now, and I kiss you
as you moan helplessly. I trace little circles with my tongue around
your belly button, listening to your ragged breathing. And again,
I withdraw, leaving you with no sensation. Suddenly you feel my fingers
squeezing your right nipple hard, and you cry out and raise your ass off
the bed, squirming. I release your nipple and let you feel the frustrating
sensation of nothingness for awhile. Now I kiss your calves, slowly working
my way up your legs, licking and sucking the flesh. When I reach
your inner thighs, I open my mouth wide and suck the flesh in hard.
After another frustrating period of no sensations,
I move back to your lips, pressing my body full against yours. I
press the tip of my cock against your pussy and rub the head along your
slit, catching your moans with my lips. You thrust against me, begging
me with your body to fuck you. But I merely tease you like this, kissing
you and rubbing your pussy lips with my cock, until you are trembling with
need. Then I withdraw.
At long last, just when it seems your pussy will
never receive the lengthy attention I offer to other parts of your body,
I lower my lips to your pussy and probe you with my tongue. You cry out
and thrust your ass off the bed, and I catch it in my hands and knead your
assflesh roughly as my tongue and lips play upon your pussy. I do
not touch your clit yet, though it strains at me as if it had a mind of
its own. I merely continue the slow build to your approaching orgasm.
And then I stop.
Finally, just when it seems you will go mad, I
attack your clit with my tongue.
Wave after wave of mind-blowing pleasure tears
through your body. You are lost in an ocean of feeling, being tossed
about by powerful waves as you come and come and come. At long last, just
when you feel yourself coming down, the wave depositing your tired body
on the shore of relaxing bliss, I lie on top of you. Kissing you,
I gently push my needy cock into your dripping wet pussy. You whimper
as you feel the wave begin again.
When we finally come, we come together, screaming
out each other's names.
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