I entered the room dressed in my black, thin, lace panties and bra – a cup of ice in one hand, the other on my hip. I see him laying on the bed like the good pet he is. Most likely mentally preparing himself for what I was about to do.
”You’re either going to beg for more or beg me to stop,” I say. My attempt at sounding intimidating.
As I put the cup down and sat on the edge of the bed, I handed him my hairbrush.
”Brush my hair and tie it up” I ordered. As he stroked the brush through my hair, my body covered in goosebumps. Including my nipples hardening under my thin bra. He tied my hair and planted kisses on the nape of my neck, down to my shoulders. I rolled my head back and closed my eyes.
He was hitting my weak spot.
We can’t have that now, can we?
Especially after the way he left my clit throbbing for an entire day and I was left to relieve the pressure myself.
“Take your pants off,” I ordered, “and lay down. Arms up.”
A grin crossed my face as I watched him obey. At this moment I’m feeling pretty pleased with myself.
I climbed on top of him, sitting on his face. I moved my panties a little to the side so he can kiss me while I tied his hands above his head to the bed. My head rolled back as he kissed all the right places. I purposely took my time tying the soft, silky ties into a knot.
I slowly shuffled back down so I’m sitting on his naked cock. It’s now throbbing with want. With need. I grinned to myself. I loved the effect I had on him.
I freed my breasts from my bra and planted gentle kisses down his arms. My breasts now in his face, leaving him with no option but to place them in his mouth. Maybe he can start calling me mummy? I shook my head at the thought. No thanks!
When I reached his lips with mine, I could taste my sweet juices that were still in his mouth. My presence still lingered on his tongue. I slowly made my way to one of his ears. Nipping and licking. Then to the other. My kisses navigated to his chest. I nipped at his hard, pebbled nipples. He groaned. My mouth made it’s way to the most sensitive part of his body – and no, it’s not his cock – right along the jock line under his belly. He squirmed. I sat on his legs so he could no longer resist my gentle touch.
I knew what was going through his mind. I knew he was thinking this is the best.
Oh no, honey. I haven’t even started yet.
Little did he know I was just warming his body up so he would get more of a shock when I got the ice.
I placed a piece of ice in my mouth. I kissed his lips. The contact of the cold ice cube onto his warm lips made him shiver. I could feel the ice cube melting instantly. I moved to his neck, then slowly glided the ice cube over his nipples that were still hard. I didn’t think they could get any harder, but I was proved wrong.
“Ahhh,” he groaned, as I slid the ice over his balls and up his lengthy shaft.
I deposited what was left of the ice cube into his belly button.
I sat on his belly to kiss him some more, the sensation I felt down there was amazing. My clit was on fire! Yet, the ice cube I left in his belly button had now melted. The cold liquid drenched my knickers (unless they were already wet from my own juice?) and cooled the burning sensation. Fire and ice! Total opposites, but an amazing mix.
“Roll over and kneel” I ordered.
“But the ties will be too tight?” He sounded shocked.
“Deal with it. I won’t be long anyway” I tried to sound serious, but I knew he heared the amusement in my voice.
He obeyed.
I reached into our ”sex drawer”. It’s a drawer we keep our toys in. I pulled out our flogger. The one will rubber tails instead of leather.
I flicked the flogger over my shoulder, then aimed at his vulnerable, exposed ass.
THWACK!
The smell of the rubber filled my nostrils.
“Ahhh!” He cried.
With my free hand, I reached in front of him to stroke his impressive length.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
In the dim light that the fairy lights above provided, I could see his right cheek becoming red. I decided to change sides. Equal out the pain. Only this time I reached from behind and cradled his balls with my free hand.
THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!
He was moaning and groaning. He was loving it! I put the cup, that now held only melted ice in it, over his cheeks to sooth them and poured a trickle of the cold liquid down his crack. He shivered.
“Roll back over”
As I sat back on top of him, I continued stroking his penis.
“Let me taste you” he begged.
“What do you say?” I asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Please, baby!”
“Don’t call me that!”
“Please, Mistress” he begged more.
I sat on his face, threw my head back and rocked my hips. Trying to undo the ties with my eyes closed proved to be a challenge. I decided to use my teeth.
I crouched back over him, this time sucking on his neck. Branding him. He was mine. Every inch of him was mine.
After untying his wrist I said, “I’m done here,” with a mighty grin on my face as I climbed off of him. The look of defeat crossed his face.
As I bent over and climbed off the bed, he took the opportunity to lay a full, open palm slap on my butt cheek.
“Ow!” I yelled.
His face was now proud. The disappointment I had previously seen was now gone.
“You just have to remind me that YOU are the more dominant one, don’t you?” I said while rolling my eyes at him, walking away.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/n3r4dq/dominating_my_husband_mf_switch_bdsm
This is so fucking good dude! Well done ?