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“Easy,” Odysseus said as he helped her up, easily picking her up and setting her right in the middle of the bed. “Spread your legs and arms.”
She did as he ordered, looking as he approached her with what she later saw was a small, silk cloth that looked like the sash that used to hold his living room curtains.
“I’m going to blindfold you now,” he informed her as he reached out and placed the cloth around her head.
She lifted her head to allow him. Gasping when he reached for her left leg. She smiled shyly when he tied each leg to a corner of the bedframe and her hands to the headboard. Then he settled between her legs.
“Now the rule to the next game we play is simple. You don’t make any sound until I tell you to. You don’t come until I tell you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” Adriana replied.
She waited for what he would do next. She felt something drip across her breast and an instant later something ice-cold slide across her nipple. After gasping, immediately she clamped her mouth shut as he rubbed what she was going to guess was an ice cube around her nipples until they were aroused to the point of numbness. She moaned in relief when he took it away, then whimpered when his lips covered the recently iced nipple. Her hands jerked, moving to stop him, halt the bombardment of sensations shooting from her nipples and radiating through her body. But she couldn’t, and as he continued sucking, she soon found herself quivering in excitement, making small noises in her throat instead of the loud screams and moans she wanted to make. All while her pussy let out a torrent of juices that felt like it was crying for some relief. It was as if without those noises and her hands to control the amount of sensation she was receiving, she had no choice but to experience all of it. She had a few seconds of respite before she felt the ice land on the other nipple. Then he repeated the punishment all over again, his other hand playing with her other nipple until Adriana was ready to give up and scream out, damning the consequences. Suddenly, he lifted his head and moved up her body until his mouth was by her ear.
“You’re mine; do you hear me?”
“Yes, Sir,” she replied.
“Fuck, if you could see how you look right now. Spread on my bed, mine to do as I please. Those taut nipples, your pussy crying for my lips. Do you want me to suck your clit, stroke your pussy with my fingers?”
Adriana nodded vigorously. “Yes, please . . .”
He moved down her body, breathing in her scent, the fragrance evidence of her arousal. He parted her slick lips with his finger and then plunged his tongue right into her pussy, her heat coating his tongue until he could do nothing but suck it. His hand cupped her ass as he began to lick, her moans and sighs
becoming louder as he flicked her clit. He pushed two fingers deep into her, stretching her. Odysseus pulled back the hood of her now swollen, throbbing clit. Swirling his fingers around the nub, he lifted his hand and placed that finger in Adriana’s mouth. The sight of her eagerly licking her own juices had his already painfully hard cock jerking in response. He watched as she arched her back and push her mouth deeper into his hand. His finger returned to her pussy, and he heard her moan, flexing upwards despite her restraints. His fingers teased her engorged clit, his tongue also joining in the action. Her groans were louder now and more frequent as she bucked and grinded against his mouth in abandon.
He could hear the change in her breath, knew her well enough to know she was about to cum.
“Oh my God!” Adriana moaned.
Odysseus sensed her tension, her head thrown back in pleasure. Just as she was about to come, he drew his hand away, denying her release. She whimpered in frustration, gritting her teeth to stop herself from cursing him out. He saw her legs struggle against their restraint as she tried to rub her thighs together in the hopes of giving herself what he was denying her. But her bonds were too tight, and her legs too far apart.
“Please,” she begged.
“This is what you wanted, Adriana,” he replied, his hand cupping her between her legs. “Someone to be in control. Tell you what and when to do it.”
“Please,” she begged again.
But he wasn’t listening to her. “The question now is can you hold out long enough to impress me, or are you ready to give up and admit you’re not cut out for this? All you need to do is say I surrender, and I’ll give you the orgasm you want.”
Adriana clamped her mouth shut at his dare.
“You sure you want this?” he asked, a warning in his voice.
She nodded her head. Then gasped as he pinched her clit. Within seconds, he had her on the brink of another orgasm, his hand expertly playing her like the strings of a guitar. Right before she would come, he ceased his attention, watching as her body bucked several times before she went still.
“Please . . .,” she pleaded again.
“Mine. You are mine alone,” he whispered to her.
Her sex clenched at the possessiveness in his voice, and she moaned when he slipped a finger between her legs.
“Good girl,” he whispered softly in her ear.
Her clit was now super-sensitive to the touch as he once again pressed his finger to her pussy. This time much harder and more demanding of Adriana’s attention. It took less time to reach the pinnacle now with each subsequent play. Yet again as she approached her peak, he denied her. She was a bundle of nerves now, her body trembling nonstop as he drove her higher and higher, over and over again, without letting her tip over that summit. Now it took mere seconds to drive her to an orgasm, and he knew that soon she would have no choice but to come. Climbing over her, he positioned his cock at the entrance of her pussy, sliding it through lips so drenched in juices it looked like she had taken a swim. Adriana’s legs flexed when she felt Odysseus’s cock on her. She bucked into him when he penetrated her, her head falling back against the pillow as he buried himself to the hilt. Unable to control her muscles, she arched off the bed as the stimulation overwhelmed her. Her pussy clenched around his cock as he began to thrust in and out, building up the tempo in her until it felt like every single nerve in her body had relocated to the center of her pussy. He pushed in, and she felt a mini-explosion go off. He pulled out, and another one followed it, a chain reaction setting off mini-orgasms inside her. “Red!”
“Oh my God!” she groaned as she once again approached her zenith, her point of no return closing in. Her moans became louder and louder, her body getting even more uncontrollable until Odysseus’s body above hers was the only thing anchoring her to Earth. “Red.”
“Don’t you dare come yet,” Odysseus ordered, and she thought she might implode.
