I am here. I am yours. We both have known, it’s been no secret, and yet, somehow mutual understanding isn’t enough for you. So, I am here, compliant and composed, adorned on one of your favorite toys. I’m sitting, my back stretched in a lean. My arms, fettered out to my sides horizontally as my shoulder blades and head rest against the warming leather pad. The stark opposite, cold, unforgiving straps secure me in place, binding me to you. My soul is naked as my breasts rise and fall with every breath. My upper body is fully exposed to you, at your disposal no matter how soft or hard your desire. No matter how light or dark your needs.
You step toward me and with your own, push my feet apart. My garter belt straps stretch as my thighs open, revealing my sex to you. A lascivious grin stretches across your face and you position yourself to me as close as the device allows. You caress my breasts sweetly but I know your true nature and how badly you want to hear me beg for you to stop, knowing the only true stop is our safe word. You brush your fingertips over my nipples and they harden in pleasure at your touch. The sensation fills my head and my thoughts become fuzzy as if you were the deadliest drug. You smile at me and then pinch both nipples between your thumb and index finger on both hands. I wince and breathe in deeply, savoring every second of air, knowing I’m about to hold my breath until I can’t. You want to hear me, so you squeeze harder and pull, drawing my back off of the padding as an attempt to lessen the pain. I cry out to you, I plead, but you squeeze and twist harder still. I can’t look away from you, only my eyes truly communicate how you deliver me to ecstasy with this pain.
You release my throbbing nipples and draw a line up my sternum with your finger. You grab my chin as your body hovers over mine and you kiss me roughly. Your fingers loosen on my chin and you dive them into my hair, gripping tightly close to the base of my neck. You pull my head back and look me in the eyes but don’t say a word. Electricity courses through my body as you casually walk away. You turn around and admire from afar the state of my affairs. I could try and hide by closing my legs but I know better. You can see my glistening sex. We’ve barely begun and my desire has traitorously shown herself.
You ask me what I think you want. I answer, “Everything.” I pause. “You want to possess me, mind and body.” I wait a few minutes in the silence as you survey every inch of my bare skin. Finally, I speak up again and remind you; “I am here, I am yours, and I’m liberated by this exquisite captivity. I ache for whatever will satiate your hunger.”
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