“You look very pretty like this, you know,” he said patronizingly, running his finger underneath my jawline as he basked in his handiwork.
I raised an eyebrow at him, deciding that the best response, in this case, was no response at all. He stepped back from me, taking his time as he took in the picture sitting in front of him. I was sitting on one of his large, cold, wooden chairs with my hands bound behind my back; and my ankles were tied to the legs of the chair, positioning me so that my ass was on the edge of the seat. The entire tableau was lewd, I was sure: the position of my arms pushed my chest forward, and I was completely unable to close my legs against anything that he had planned for me. My inability to move ensured that I was entirely on display for him and completely at his mercy, and I knew that he could see just how wet this was making me.
“Most people,” he said as he knelt between my legs, looking up at me, “say thank you when they’re given a compliment.”
I gave my best attempt to shrug nonchalantly. I knew not responding would annoy him further, and that’s exactly what I wanted. I wanted him to not hold back on me. I didn’t want to be treated delicately tonight.
He made a mild sound of frustration as he slid his hands up my torso. He cupped my breasts, giving one of the nipples a punishing pinch. He leaned forward, bringing his face closer to mine as he tugged on the nipple, pulling a gasp out of me. “Answer me.”
I looked up at him coyly, a small smile on my face as I shook my head. I mean, technically, that was a response.
He glared down at me as he moved away from me, storming off into his bedroom to grab something. When he came back, I almost moaned at what I saw in his hands: a sleek, thin, silver vibrator that I happened to know was incredibly powerful. My first instinct was to press my legs together to lessen some of the ache that was building, but my bonds prevented that from happening. He laughed as he saw my legs twitching.
He leaned over me in the chair, his forehead pressing against mine. He ran the tip of the vibrator along my slit, and I let out a gasp at how cold the metal was. He slowly kissed his way down my neck and chest, sucking a nipple into his mouth as he continued to tease me with the tip of the vibrator. I squirmed beneath him, closing my eyes.
“What do you want?” he asked gently, his faux tenderness making me both excited for and wary of what was coming next. I knew what he expected me to say – that I wanted him to get me off. He wanted me to beg him to let me come, but I wasn’t ready for that. I wanted to be played with some more.
“To make you cum,” I said, looking him in the eyes as I licked my lips slowly, leaving them slightly apart as I tilted my chin up towards him. His eyes widened slightly before narrowing. I heard the click of the vibrator’s button before I felt anything, and the metal started vibrating against my clit.
“How are you going to do that?” he asked, continuing to tease me. I whimpered and tried to move my hips in small circles, but I could barely move.
“I’m going to gag on your cock,” I moaned. “I’ll take you into the back of my throat until there are tears running down my face.”
As I described it to him, I pictured it in my own head. My hands would still be tied behind my back, and there would be spit running down my chin as I worked my mouth over him earnestly. The image made me moan loudly, and I let my head drop back against the back of the chair. I felt my body tensing, and I knew what was about to come.
I grit my teeth as he moved the vibrator away, my orgasm going with it. I closed my eyes, trying to steady my breathing. I knew I deserved this for not answering him before, but that didn’t stop my body from squirming on the chair, my legs straining against the rope.
I gasped as I felt his lips around my nipple again, wishing I could run my hands into his hair and keep his head precisely where it was. He blew on it as he pulled back, causing me to bite my lip.
“Don’t you want to come?” he said, taking on the patronizing tone again. He moved his fingertips to my pussy, touching the lips with feather-light caresses. This was worse than the vibrator: there was no friction at all, and all I had to do was push my hips forward to get more pleasure out of this. Unfortunately, moving my hips any distance wasn’t an option. As he waited for my answer, he took my other nipple between his lips, pulling his head back as he sucked.
“Please,” I moaned, needing more.
“Do you deserve it?” he asked, pressing one fingertip between my lips and circling my clit with it. I nodded vigorously, my moans breathy as he moved his finger faster. His hands felt so good. I didn’t want him to take them off of me.
“Beg me,” he commanded, his other hand teasing my other nipple.
“Please let me come. I – I need to – oh, god. Please!”
He nodded, letting me get right to the edge again before pulling his hand away. His smile felt cruel as he watched me squirming. Once I stopped searching for friction that wasn’t there, he knelt in front of me and untied both of my ankles. As I went to close my legs, he grabbed both of my calves, pushing them back. He lowered his head between my raised legs and licked me, flicking his tongue against my clit as he buried his face in my pussy.
I whimpered, a litany of pleas pouring out of me as he slid his fingers inside of me. He pulled back, his hand moving into my hair as he guided me off of the chair. “Get onto your knees.”
I knelt before him, looking up at him expectantly as he tightened his hand in my hair. I opened my mouth slightly, waiting for him.
He groaned as he undid his pants, pulling his cock out of the hole in his boxers. He stroked himself as he looked down at me, and I stuck my tongue out, allowing a bit of spit to fall from it and onto my chest.
“You filthy little slut,” he said, pulling my face closer to his cock. I stuck my tongue out farther, licking at the tip of it. He held onto my hair as I licked at him, my tongue running up and down his shaft sloppily.
He let me tease him for another moment before pulling my head back and positioning the head against my lips. I looked up at him as he slid into my mouth, sucking as I took him in. I moved my mouth over him eagerly, using my tongue to massage him as I sucked harder. He moaned and started thrusting with me, regaining control. I gagged as I took him into my throat. He held himself there, telling me what a good little whore I was for him.
He wasn’t gentle as he gagged me; the tears and spit were running down my face. I moaned around him, my entire body felt like it was vibrating, and I needed him to touch me.
He pulled my head away from his cock, both of us breathing heavily. He kept my hair wrapped around his hand as he pulled me up to my feet. He guided me back over to the chair, but instead of being sat down, I was bent over it, my chest pushed against the hard wood. He slapped my ass as he looked down at me, positioning his cock against my pussy. He rubbed the tip against my clit, causing us both to moan.
His cock slid inside of me slowly, and the hand in my hair moved to my hip as he started thrusting into me. I moved with him, moaning loudly as he moved his free hand to my clit.
“Come on this cock,” he commanded, his cock slamming into me as he rubbed me. My moans got louder as I started to come on him, my pussy squeezing his cock. I bucked and rolled my hips against him, and my entire body felt as though it were floating. As soon as I finished coming, he pulled out of me, spinning me around and pushing me onto my knees again.
He held my head with one hand as he jerked himself off furiously with the other, promising me that I was going to take all of his cum down my throat. I opened my mouth again, sticking my tongue out to rub it against the tip of his cock. He moaned loudly as he came, cum spurting out of his cock onto my lips and tongue. I leaned forward and took the head into my mouth, sucking on him gently. I pulled back and swallowed, licking my lips clean.
His breathing calmed and he released my head, leaning over me to untie my hands.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/f13lnp/bound_mf_mdom
Masterfully written, well done.