Here’s a part two of the Homecoming, This is also a mix with a little bit of fact and some fiction. It’s up to each and everyone to decide witch parts is what…. We have received very much inspiration from someone in an other kingdom ? far far away!
The Homecoming Part two
“I’ll be right back. I need to get the rest of my supplies.”
“Yes Sir.”
He gave her just a moment to anticipate what would come next before returning to the room. He carried the silver tray they had received as a gift, but he had one of their kitchen towels concealing the ‘supplies’ he planned to use this evening. Her eyes were glued to the tray as he set it down on the dresser next to her. Nick watched for her reaction as he pulled the towel off. She noticed the purple Magic wand, a few different sized buttplugs, the steel anal hook, some lube, two big dildos and a a big black ball gag, then Nick saw the subtlest hint of unease spread across her face as she noticed the new spanking crop hi bought for Valentines day and the brand new e-stim buttplug and egg at the end of the tray.
“Therese!”, her eyes snapped to meet him as he spoke, “I know you’ve never been interested in trying this,” as he grabbed the e-stim buttplug in one hand and the crop in the other, “and if you obey the rules, you won’t have to. If you start begging to cum, you’ll have to wear this plug for 5 minutes at level one to help you remember that you have no control in that decision. And if that doesn’t help I’m sure that the crop will! Do you understand?”
“Yes Sir” was her response, with a little more confidence, knowing that despite offering her body to him, he was respecting her boundaries and giving her at least a little bit of control over what would happen.
“Good girl,” he replied, placing the e-stim buttplug and the crop back on the tray. He stepped closer to her, traced her jawline and neck, down to her collar bone with his left hand as he whispered in her ear, “Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes Sir,” she whispered back, with a slight shudder in her voice that revealed her excitement at just this slightest touch.
“Then let’s get started” as he quickly slipped the blindfold he had in his back pocket over her eyes and securely fastened it under her hair. He allowed her to adjust to the darkness for a moment, knowing that being blind folded would not only heighten the sensations, but it also puts her more at the edge in these types of games they’d play. He placed his own earbuds in his ears so he could hear as well and pressed play on an erotic track he had found for an occasion just like this. It started very quietly, and he could tell she was staining to listen to the light moans. They had never used this kind of audio element, so Nick wasn’t sure how she’d react, but as the sounds became more prominent, he began tracing the curves of her body to the sounds of the track. She began echoing the moans she was hearing and he knew this was going to work out.
Nick stood inches from her. He knew she could feel his breath, but was otherwise oblivious to what he would do next. Her hands were clasped tightly around the knots in the rope running across her palm. Before touching her he lubed the anal hook and inserted it slowly but firmly in her, the coold steel came as a shock for her warm and soft skin. But Nick didn’t pay any attention to her reaction and just continued to secure the rope tight from the hook to the same rings her wrists were tied to all happened so quick in one sigel fluid motion. Then he continued just as nothing had happened, with the slightest touch he began tracing the edge of her palm, down the outside of her forearms, and then the tender underside of her upper arms. Slowly his fingers reached her shoulders and edges of her shoulder blades. He intently watched as her lips quivered a bit with each shuddering breath, seemingly in time with the sensual sounds faintly playing in her ears. As his fingers began tracing the curve of her ribs leading to her breasts, he let his eyes fall to her heaving chest. Her nipples were always rather prominent, and he loved when she’d go braless in a thin shirt or dress to teasingly show them off when they would go out, but despite being erect from the moment he had come home, they seemed to tense even more as he fingers traced the skin under her beautifully proportioned breasted. His fingers left her skin for just a moment. Nick lowered his lips to her neck just as his thumbs gently started swirling around each areola. A moan escaped from her as his hot breath and tongue teased the edge of her ear. He began gently nibbling his way down from her jawline. His teeth gently scraped her collar bone as he worked his way to the other side of her neck. His thumb and index finger gently rolled each of her nipples between them, with increasing pressure as he worked his way up the other side. His fingers traced the shape of each breast as he cupped each one, firmly squeezing as he exhaled a hot breath onto her tender skin.
The restraint on the door let out a squeak as she was putting more weight on the anal hook and the already straining ropes to keep her legs from buckling.
“This is going to be fun,” thought Nick as he backed away from Therese to admire the incredible gift she had given him.
The phrase, ‘Take a picture, it’ll last longer’ ran through his head as he grabbed his phone to snap a few pictures. He thought how perfect of a post this would make for her Tumblr page, and made a note to discuss that with Therese later. At the very least these pictures of her bound and helpless, in nothing but heels and that soft dark lipstick would provide the perfect inspiration for any lonely nights he may have away from here in the future.
Therese is not very patient when she gets horny, and she had been left alone for too long. She left out a quiet little horny moaning sound, begging Nick to return his attention to her. That noise had always been a turn on for him when he’d teased her in the past, and he couldn’t help but give in to her desire. Unaware of where he was, or what would come next, a satisfied sigh escaped her lips as he wrapped his around her left nipple. With a gentle suck and pull from his teeth, his hands began exploring her torso, grazing the top of her hip bones and down to the small of her back before tracing her spine and circling back to the top of her hips. His tongue slowly traced the curve of her breast to her sternum, and up to her right nipple. The simultaneous sucking of her nipple and firm pressure on the point of her hips with his thumbs was met with another sensual sigh and the heaving of her breasts as she tried to get as much stimulation from his tongue as possible.
She seemed hornyer than he had expected and his only concern was that she’d call out RED make him fuck her right then, but if she trusted him enough to put herself into this situation, he knew he could trust her to see this fantasy through for him… and the mind-blowing orgasm she’d be sure to have.
Nick started nibbling down the side of her rib cage. His thumbs traced the joint of her torso and thighs, being careful to stay away from the lips of her pussy, which were already glistening in anticipation. He could smell the coconut oil she had used to prepare for this evening and feel being generated by her desperate pussy. He almost felt bad teasing her like this, this tongue gently licking every except for the one spot she needed it to be. ALMOST felt bad, but not enough to let her have her way. His cock was straining against the confines of his dress pants, and he wanted to fuck her nearly as bad as she wanted to be fucked, but Nick was a little twisted and always loved watching her squirm before finally giving her the cock she desired so much.
Nick was now kneeling in front of her, eyes level with her gorgeous pussy. Less the ties on her wrists and ankles it might have seemed that she was the one in charge. In a sense that wasn’t too far off base. Nick would do anything to please her, and even in this role-playing scenario of Therese as an obedient submissive, his goal was to impart as much pleasure on her as physically possible.
“Would you like me to lick the pussy you have given to me?” asked Nick.
“Uh-huh.” she said with a breathy gasp.
Nick clicked his tongue three times in disapproval, and repeated, “Would you like me to lick your pussy now?”
“Yes Sir, please Si…”
Her breath had been cut short with the sudden rush of his lip firmly pressed against her clit. Her legs wobbled as she strained to steady herself with the rope attached to her anal hook and ropes in her hands. Despite the erotic track still playing in her ears, she couldn’t hear it over her own moans, shuddered breaths, and lapping sounds of Nick s his sliding his tongue between the lips of her nearly dripping pussy. His strong hands had been grasping her hips, but as he was trying to taste the depths of her pussy, he clamped a hand on each of her ass cheeks, squeezing tightly, forcing her hips forwards towards him and putting more tension on the rope attached to the anal hook. With her feet tied to the spreader bar and her ass hanging on the anal hook, her balance already seemed a bit precarious as she seemed to be trying to fuck his tongue.
He released his hands from her ass and leaned back for a breath. Already determined to climax, her hips rotated forward to try and keep his lips on hers.
“Uh-Uh” was his response as he pushed her back into the door she was tied to. The ball of his left thumb was putting pressure just above her pubic bone, and after a deep breath his tongue was again flicking her clit furiously. His right hand had slipped around the back of her left thigh and his thumb was sliding between her labia, but not yet fully penetrating her. She tried to buck forward but was held in place by his left hand. His right thumb had thoroughly spread her dampness across her lips and he began sliding the back of his middle finger along the moistened slit. Though only moans and gasps were escaping from her mouth, he knew she was desperate for penetration. His middle finger slid into her with ease. Her hips tried to buck forward in response. His left hand still firmly in position held her tight. He could feel his middle finger inside of her through the thin layer of skin as he massaged the front wall of her vagina.
She must not have been lying about how horny she had been all day, as within just a few seconds of massaging her G-Spot, she tossed her head back, broke character and gasped “Oh God I want to CUM!”
He immediately pulled out his middle finger and leaned back. For a moment, she still squirmed as if he were still licking her. As her legs strained to close, her weight on the anal hook and the knotted rope in her hands seemed to bring her back into the situation, realizing why he had stopped. “I’m sorry Sir,” she started, “it just felt so good I couldn’t…”
“Shhhh,” he said, cutting her off and placing his index to her lips. “I know you can get carried away, but you gave your body and this orgasm to me. We have rules, but I’ll give you a warning this time, but next time you don’t respond with ‘Please sir, don’t make me cum yet,’ you’ll be trying the new plug.”
“Yes Sir.” Her voice was an odd combination of sexual desire, exhaustion, and dolefulness.
“Good Girl.” He leaned in, hugging her, whispered in her ear, “I love you so much,” and kissed her cheek.
He stepped away to admire her again. He had expected the lipstick to be worn off from her biting her lip and her hair to have gone a little frizzed from her thrashing around, but other than being flushed from her near orgasm, she looked perfect, exactly how she had come out of the kitchen just a few minutes prior. He still couldn’t believe he had married such an incredible woman.
He had planned on leaving her alone to build the anticipation before his next round, but he was concerned that his admonishment of her rule breaking would kill her mood, and he REALLY wanted to give her the incredible orgasm she deserved for this.
He slid his hands gently around her waist and again began kissing her neck and collar bone. His left hand began tracing the curve of ribs, the gentle slope of her breast, and the tensed muscles of her neck as she leaned into his kisses. His thumb outlined her glossy pink lips, which parted instinctually. Her head inched forward hoping to take his thumb into her mouth. He accepted her offer and slid his whole thumb into her wet and inviting mouth. As he did so, the middle finger of his right hand parted her moistened labia on his way to her eagerly awaiting clit. He lifted his head to watch the magic she was working on his thumb, with her lips sealed tightly around his knuckle, he felt her tongue swirling around the phallic substituted he had offered. She was clearly eager to show off her skills for anything else he might offer to her mouth, and the pressure Nick was applying to her clit clearly encouraged her. Any longer of this temptation and he may have given into his base desires, but sliding his cock into her eager throat would have to wait. She did her best to hold onto his thumb, head leaning forward as he withdrew it from her lip. His thumb traced her lower lip and jawline before falling onto her neck, opposite where his fingers had been resting. Her wanting moan made it clear that without his thumb, she needed something inside of her. He obliged as the middle finger of his right hand slid away from her clit, around her pubic bone and deep into her. A partial gasp escaped her lips, being cut off by the simultaneous clamping of his left hand around her neck. For just a moment he owned her breath before relaxing his grip slightly so she could resume her ragged breathing as he continued to massage the inside wall of her vagina.
His gaze had been captive to her lips around his hand, but it now fell to the neck he was grasping. His mind began to wander as he lazily alternated between gentle squeezes on the arteries running up each side of her exquisite neck and gently tracing her collar she wore for him. He had always been drawn to her neck. How was it that a woman’s neck, not explicitly sexual or erogenous, hold such power in intimate settings? Was it the long flowing lines, and stark contrast from the hair framing it? Was it the vulnerability it represented, hinting back to the eroticism of old vampire lore? Was it simply how easily she would melt with a few kisses and a scrape of his stubble? And how was it that a simple necklace could complete the most elegant of outfits, but if that collar were worn tightly around her neck, it hinted at dark desires eager to be explored?
He was so lost in thought he almost missed her hastened breathing and flushed skin. She was nearly where he wanted her. His lips dropped to her right nipple. A quick suck to draw extra blood to the area made it even more sensitive to the quick flicks of his tongue. His right hand found her engorged clit and began circling it with firm pressure while his middle finger continued his traversal of her G-Spot at a steady pace. Being careful not to push her too far and risk having to threaten with the plug again so soon, he firmly grasped her neck, cutting off blood flow to her brain, gently bit her tender nipple, and added extra force to both his internal and external stimulation. Simultaneously he withdrew all stimulation from her. Her body crumpled a bit as she arched anything she could towards him for just a few more seconds of pleasure.
He leaned in close to her, and whispered, “I love you so much,” with a quick kiss on her check, followed by, “I’ll be right back.”
She could hear his footsteps walking away and the bedroom door closing. She was alone. She began to relieve everything, from the nervousness she felt right before he had gotten home through the sensations her body was still aching to feel. As that faded, her mind began racing as to what was going to happen next, and where he had gone. She was hoping she’d have a bit to collect herself, but her imagination was perhaps a crueler tormentor than Nick and the erotic sounds still playing in her ears kept her at peak arousal. She knew Nick too well to think he was even close to being done with her, but despite how much she knew she had to endure she hoped he’d return soon. The sooner he got back, the sooner she’d be allowed to release the orgasm that was building inside of her, nearly consuming her.
30 seconds? 5 minutes? Time was lost to her. All she knew was that she needed him to come back.
The door cracked open.
To be continued….. If anyone wants a part three? ??
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Highly erotic, sensuously detailed storytelling. Thanks for posting.
That is really hot