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How he’s got me literally in knots makes everything in me throb and dance, the pressure on those sensitive parts almost too much.
I’m immersed in everything him.
I’m somewhere helpless, but where my permission is power, my submission is also power, and I’m letting him wield it.
He pushes down on my back, making me turn so I’m facing forward, on my stomach, back arched. And then he folds my legs in and binds them so my toes point to my ass. My thighs are still open, and he pulls on the newest rope, winding it around my mouth, so I’m completely and utterly restrained.
He spins me and a wild euphoria slams into me as the ropes set off pressure points filled with pleasure.
Malone changes the ropes on my calves… or does he add them? I’m throbbing with need, trying not to come as he pulls that leg up high. He spins me again, trailing his fingers over me.
He pushes me downward and my face brushes against him. He’s hard. He moves me the other way, making me brush against him once more.
Then he ties up the other ankle, leaving it strapped where it is.
Time’s stopped for me. I’m undulating with the beat of the music, the rhythm of his hands on me as he keeps adjusting the ropes, changing my position, bringing me new bursts of pleasure.
I’m shaking, I need to come, it’s building in me, pushing at me.
But he doesn’t speak.
He adjusts some ties, flips me again, and I couldn’t even begin to tell what position I’m in. Up or down or turned out or in. I’m just trying not to come, and now the knot at my clit pushes against it, as does the one at my asshole.
He pushes me in big, wide swings that he somehow controls, and it rubs with each push forward, each fall back.
“Come, Red. Come for your Master.”
The orgasm bursts free. I shake and shudder, and that just sets the orgasm off deeper in me.
I can’t breathe. It’s too much. From behind the rope, I let out a high-pitched cry.
And then when I think I can’t take more, I’m hit again by something mind-bendingly big, and my whole body seems to implode with that euphoric bliss of release.
I don’t know when it stops, I’m lost in it, within the freeing cage of ropes he made.
Slowly, he undoes the gag and touches my legs with more pressure, and his hands come down over me as he frees them also.
Malone lifts me up into his arms, so I’m pressed back against him, feet and ass still on the floor. He kisses my throat, licking me, sucking on my skin, making me shudder and jump with aftermath tremors. Next, he undoes my arms and chest.
He wraps his arms around me, holding me. Then he claims my mouth, his hard cock pressed against my lower back.
I want— I want him, but I can’t move. He holds something to my mouth, and it’s water. I drink greedily, and slowly, I come down from the space I’m in.
“I’m taking the blindfold off now, Scarlett. Can you move?”
His voice is thick, scratchy.
“I… I think so,” I say. My voice isn’t faring much better.
He takes it off and he’s the most beautiful sight I’ve seen. My heart swells for him.
“You’re still high from subspace.”
I try to pull away. But he doesn’t let me.
“No, I’m fine,” I say.
He helps me up and I stagger away from him.
