I was on my phone, scrolling after a long day of research. Mindlessly scrolling on twitter thinking about what I was going to eat for dinner tonight and if my partner was getting as hungry as I was.
She walked in, having just come back from the bathroom, and asked “Snuggle?”
I turned my phone off and placed it on the side table as she plopped onto the bed and I big spooned her, peering over her shoulder. The sun had set a bit ago, and it must’ve been atleast 7pm by now.
“Whatcha wanna eat?” I asked her. She shrugged, “out-food maybe?” “Mm, tempting but I don’t really wanna spend money.”
“out-food!” Her whole body wriggled as she playfully demanded out-food. I grabbed her hips and she started grinding her ass back onto my now growing cock. We hadn’t had sex for a few days, being busy with school and work.
“Maybe a little convincing would change your mind” Her ass now gyrated and taunted me. I began to pull her pants off, revealing no panties underneath when my hand was slapped. “Nope, my way tonight.”
She turned over to face me, kissed my left cheek and deftly maneuvered on top of me. I reached forward to kiss her and was met with a long, wet, passionate kiss. She threw me back, took the pillows from beneath my head, and asked me to lift my hips up. Placing them under my hips, she noticed my cock had gotten rock hard. Taking my sweatpants off, she told my dick “you’re going to do whatever I tell you tonight.” My cock twitched at this unusual commanding power dynamic I was witnessing. She laughed, and proceeded to grab my wrists and hold them above my head.
“Don’t move.” She left to get her bag and fished out two pairs of felt handcuffs. Fastening them to my arms and the headboard, I was no longer in control tonight. My dick had a bead of precum on it already.
She took her shirt and bra off, and dangled her breasts over my face, as I desperately tried to reach up and feel them. She snickered, and moved down to my member. Taking my 6 inch cock in one hand, she looked at the precum, and dabbed it against her nipple, then rolled it around a few times, spreading my precum over herself. Arising back to my face, she stuffed her soft chest into my face, pushing my salty precum onto my face. My cock twitched with excitement, and seeing this made her chuckle. “I’m gonna have so much fun playing with your dick.”
Her pants then came off, and I could smell her as she threw her clothes off the bed. She sat back, resting on my thighs with her legs stretching up towards my sides and feet into my armpits. “I wonder how hard you can get,” she asked indirectly as she began dry stroking me. It started to hurt a bit, and in response she polished my precum around my head, sending shivers up and back.
I started bucking my hips as was the only motion I had left, and she slapped my stomach, “Ask mommy what you want.” My cock throbbed in her hand. “Can you please suck it?” She giggled, bent down, and ran her tongue on the backside, starting with the tip, going down to my balls, and back up, swirling around the tip. I knew I was in it for the long haul, so I let her tease my cock however she wanted. One finger played with my frenulum, while another grazed up and down my shaft. My precum was flowing and pooling onto my treasure trail. She licked some up, then traced her tongue down to my balls and proceeded to grip my cock as to let it know it wasn’t going anywhere. Slowly, her hand not on my dick found my taint, and she applied a faint pressure while accumulating spit. Cupping her hand, she spit into her hand and traced my now slippery hole. Her hand let go of my dick, focused on my nipples and pinched them tight as her index finger went into my ass, with moderate resistance. Pulling her hand out, she applied more spit to her hand and slipped in again, prodding upwards towards my prostate. After missing it the first few times, she knew when it had been found as my cock betrayed my feelings of lust and horniness. Laughing, she gripped the base and began increasing the pressure on my prostate, seeing my cock dribble precum faster.
“Please make me cum,” I whined. “You think I’d let you get away that easy?” she retorted. Her hand let go of my dick and focused more of her attention on building a rhythm assault on my hole. I saw her other hand hovering over her clitoral hood, slowly moving back and forth. Catching me staring, she asked if I wanted to taste, which I moaned rather loudly back “Yes!” “Yes what?” “Yes please can I please taste your pussy?” “That’s a good boy,” she devilishly smiled and lifted herself up to my chest, making sure I was close enough to smell and see but still far enough to be out of my head’s reach. Moving my neck furiously, she laughed again, “Beg me, slut.” “Please, please madam, I need your pussy in my face.” Looking back at my cock, she rubbed her finger on my tip, “This cock is mine now, you will not cum unless I let you. And you will be punished if you do not obey.” “Yes maam,” I replied, panting as quietly as a I could. She squeezed my shaft, and drove her hips forward to my mouth. I ate like my life depended on it, forgetting to breathe at points. My face was coated in her juices, and after a few minutes she pulled back and returned to my cock.
Dangling above my throbbing member, she directed my tip around her vulva and opening. Massaging her clit with my tip got both of us close to the edge and after a minute of it, she used her other hand and exploded with cum, releasing watery, clear liquid and shaking. It took everything in me not to cum right then and there. I tried thrusting my cock into her, but she lifted up, and slapped it, leaving a sensitive sting. “Do you want to come?” I pleaded with her, not even sure if English was leaving my mouth. She smiled, and laid down with her face to my balls. Licking them slowly, she played with my stomach and grazed her hands back onto my dick. Her tongue tickled as it traveled up to my tip and she opened her lips, and swallowed my dick whole. I could feel her tongue playing with my foreskin and tip as she closed her eyes and began bobbing up and down.
I was so close, and she sensed this. As I got close to the edge, she lifted up and out plopped my dick, hard and twitching from being denied. She laughed, and grabbed my slimy cock, beginning a slow but firm jerking. Stopping every 5 strokes or so to lick the precum off the tip or apply more spit, I was slowly losing control. Her stroking became erratic, gliding quickly over my head and I began pleading with her to let me cum. “Ok, cum for me” she said, nonchalantly. Her other hand cupped my balls and as her rhythm set, my breathing turned into hyperventilating. My hands and feet were feeling tingly and overwhelming stimulation coursed through me. “Unnhh, III’MM GONNA CUM” I said at a volume I wasn’t aware of. She quickly dropped my cock, and my first ruined orgasm shot out of my aching cock. She laughed, and waited a few seconds before resuming her strokes. I writhed and wasn’t sure whether to beg to cum again.
Her strokes kept me rock hard and she got up when she sensed my return to the edge. Getting her vibrator, she turned it on, and slowly worked her way up and down my crotch. Close to edge again, I begged her to let me cum, and she put the vibrator on my taint, and deepthroated my dick. “Annhh, I’m coming,” I moaned, and released my seed into her mouth. Swallowing it all, she quickly got up, and positioned herself into cowgirl- slowly taking me to the hilt. Rocking back and forth, she moaned low as her vibrator moved to her clit. My cock still hard and recovering, she began pumping up and down, building up her second orgasm and making my ultra-sensitive cock weep. Her face twisted as she blew her second load; her tight convulsions gripping my poor dick rhythmically. I was somehow on the edge again, but in an oversensitive limbo of pain and pleasure. Her orgasm subsided but remained squeezed on my dick, and she lowered her fingers to her coochie, scooped up some mucus-like fluid, and stuck her finger up my butthole again. I groaned, loving it. Her hips began gyrating and soon enough I was coming again under her control. I went limp and she crawled off me and got the sex-washcloth.
Laying down on her side, head resting on top of me, she pet my chest. “Mhm that was so hot my baby.” I blissfully moaned “yea,” in response, unable to speak. “Oh, I almost forgot! You’re punishment,” she reached under the bed to pull out a box that I had never seen before. Worried as to what was in the box, she saw the fear in my face. “Don’t worry, baby, it will only be for a week at first.” Out the box came a small, black cage. A chastity cage! My dick, shrinking after the activity, twitched at the thought of chastity. “I’ll give you your own key, but your cock is mine for the next week, and only I get to decide when it comes out and cums.”
Still handcuffed to the headboard, she cleaned off my dick, placed the chastity cage around it, and locked it shut with a chuckle. Unlocking the cuffs, she said “Can we get order indian food for dinner tonight?” and with a mixture of defeat and arousal, I agreed.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pjx11p/mf_femdom_bound_and_milked_me_dry
I’m hungry for Indian food and I don’t know why.
By the way, the formatting on this makes it hard to read, because it’s wrapping the lines inside words.