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The belt is replaced and set on the floor near me, and my arms are bound securely behind my back. My calves are secured to my thighs, creating a V with my bent legs, but before I can even get comfortable, he loops a length of rope from my arms to my thighs and pulls it so taut that my back is forced to bow in a curve. Then he slides a soft length of flat silk around my throat and loops it securely. One tug and my breathing cuts off immediately.
By the time he’s finished, I’m trembling. My core aches, throbbing tightly in time to my rapid heartbeat, and my mind repeats a constant mantra of yes.
I want to forget everything for a little while, as much as I want Kristof to forget everything for a while.
To just be us.
Kristof rolls me onto my back, a position that’s strained since my back is forced into a curve. He hovers over me and grips my jaw so tightly that my lips pucker.
“Ready, pet?” he asks, his voice so low that it’s almost a vibration.
“Yes, Sir,” I gasp desperately. “Please.”
Kristof vanishes and reappears between my legs, his breath hot against my outer pussy lips. Where habit has me eager for the firm, long stroke of his tongue, I’m equally surprised and alarmed when Kristof instead only uses the very tip of his tongue to lick in short, firm strokes over my clit.
And only my clit.
Pointed bursts of pleasure spear through my gut, and my temperature rises. His hands hold my hips firmly in place, and while his breath ghosts over my vulva, the only contact he grants me is directly over my clit. Back and forth, round and round, in zig-zags and more. It sets my mind on fire as much as my body, and a tight ache worms its way through my chest. I want to feel his tongue everywhere against me, and yet he knows this.
He denies me this.
As pleasure builds, sobbing moans pour out of me and I struggle uselessly against his grip.
“Fuck, Sir,” I gasp out. He’s pulling me closer and closer to climax with very specific threads of pleasure. It’s driving me insane!
Just as I teeter on the cusp of orgasm, Kristof suddenly pulls away, and I can’t help the groan of frustration that escapes me. When I open my eyes, he’s over me and our mouths collide in a biting kiss that robs me of all my air. My heart pounds so forcefully, I’m certain he can feel it, and when the kiss breaks, he licks over my lower lip with a smirk.
“Good girl.”
It’s almost enough to make me come.
Kristof leans away, then something cold and hard presses against my clit. Whatever it is, Kristof secures it in place with tape, and a second later, soft vibrations rise up against my most sensitive bundle of nerves.
“Ahh!” Reflex has me arching away from the stimulation, but I have nowhere to go. Tension ripples through my body, but I’m powerless to shift away from the teasing vibrations that are not nearly enough to get me off. They exist purely as a stimulating reminder.
“How does that feel, pet?” Kristof’s voice asks me from somewhere near my head.
I can barely focus on anything other than the burning desire to come but being denied the strong stimulation I need.
“So good, Sir,” I gasp.
Suddenly, I’m flipped onto my stomach again and my head is hauled upward by the temporary silk collar. It hugs my throat, robbing me of my ability to breathe, and I’m face to face with Kristof’s hard, throbbing cock.
“Open wide,” he says, my only warning, and then I’m lowered down. His cock threads past my lips, and from this angle, I have no way to lift myself off his cock. The only movement can come from Kristof, and as his cock slides deeper until my nose is pressed up against his pelvis, it hits me how utterly powerless I am right now.
The knowledge and the thickness of Kristof’s cock stretching my mouth, combined with how tightly my core is wound, tip me over the edge.
I come and I come hard, so unexpectedly that I can only choke on Kristof’s cock while powerful ripples of ecstasy crash through my body.
Holy. Shit.
“Well, well,” Kristof says above me, his tone low but amused. “It seems my girl has forgotten how to control herself.”
I drink up the orgasm greedily, my mind drifting and my core clenching rhythmically. For those few long minutes, I’m in bliss.
Until Kristof pulls me off his cock and a strained gasp escapes my wet lips. He holds me face to face and tuts softly.
“Bad girl.”
