*Note: this was a little experiment in flash fiction. I limited myself to four tweets. I’ve made a couple tiny edits from that version, but mostly preserved the size limitation.*
You look so beautiful, your arms up and handcuffed behind the bars of the head of the bed, your legs tied carefully, calf to thigh to headboard, exposing every bit of you. I want you exhausted, but not uncomfortable. After all, you’re mine to take care of. And take care I will.
My mouth watered at the sight of you and my hunger grew as one finger slid into you, eliciting a low moan. I inserted a second and rubbed your g-spot slowly. Nothing beats teasing my pet, watching the muscles in your whole body tense and release. But this is only the start.
I lean down and hear you moan “oh god, Mistress” as I pick up the pace and my breath hits your needy little cunt. My fingers curl into you hard and use the flat of my outstretched tongue to give your clit just what it needs. “Don’t stop,” you breathe, as if I had any intention.
The orgasm rips through you as your legs pull hard against the ropes, but I keep going. Few things give me more pleasure than feeling you shake beneath me. I slow down and pull my mouth away enough to say, “good girl, time for number two.” What a lovely way to start the night.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/msrxey/bound_and_determined_ff_bondage_short