A Sub for Dinner, part 2 (MF)

“Please?” She begged. “I NEED IT!”

I loved it when she begged. We’d started this submissive routine together as an experiment and had both grown quite fond of it. I wasn’t sure at first, but she knows that all it takes is a pouty look and one word to get me going.

“No. Not yet,” I said sternly as I tightened the leather strap that bound her wrists together. “I need to make sure you’ve been good first,” attaching the strap to the wooden headboard.

Their first chance encounter was intense and had sparked something between them that they wanted…no, NEEDED to explore with each other. They may live a few hours apart, but that just makes the anticipation of the weekend visits that much better.

“I’ve been REALLY good,” she moaned as my hand felt its way down her naked body. She arched her back as I rubbed between her breasts, pulling on the leather that bound her to the headboard.

“You’ve been good? I don’t think that’s 100% true,” I said, working my hand down between her legs. “I think those pictures you’ve been sending me through the week say otherwise.”

She had started sending me pics throughout the week. Some were of her in bed showing off her magnificent body, some were of a new “toy” she had picked up for us to use, and some were of new ideas for us to explore.

My personal favorite was the link she sent me for an app that controlled the vibrator in her panties, along with the promise of wearing them for the entire work day. The control allowed me to make the vibration as minimal or intense as I wanted, whenever I wanted, thanks to the bluetooth connection in her phone. I. LOVE. Modern technology. I made sure she knew that I was thinking about her a lot. The audio recording I received over her lunch hour was nothing but her moaning around the time I was really exploring the controls, and the sound of her getting off from me while still hours away was one of the most intensely erotic moments I have ever been a part of.

“I don’t think you’ve been as good as you’re claiming. You wouldn’t be lying to me now, would you?” I asked as my middle finger delicately circled around her clitoris.

A soft moan escaped her pursed lips, “mmmh… Maybe only a LITTLE lie,” she said as she arched her back. She knows exactly what I love watching her do. “But I wanted SO BAD for you to make me cum for you!”

“We can’t have that,” I said as I got the rabbit vibrator out of the end table drawer next to the bed. “You are going to need to learn a lesson about lying.” The soft hum of the vibrator was the only sound that could be heard outside of her deepening breaths as I slowly pushed it inside of her. I didn’t even need to use any of her lube for it. She was already soaking wet and ready. I pushed it in and moved the clitoral stimulator with my hand, watching her hips start to sway in time with her breathing. Just as she was getting close to cumming, I shut it off and slowly pulled it out. She let a shallow, disappointed yelp escape her lips.

I leaned over and kissed her, then whispered into her ear “You get to cum when I say you get to cum.”

I don’t know how it is that she manages to straddle that fine line of sounding both disappointed and more turned on at the same time, but damn, it is ridiculously hot. The moan that she let out when I said that was almost enough to make me cum just from hearing it. I might be saying that I need to teach her a lesson, but this is teaching me a lesson in keeping my composure at every step of the way. All I want to do is be inside of her at this moment, but I know how much she likes this, so I’ll wait a little longer. I almost chuckled to myself at the thought of who might really be the “master” in these scenarios, but I seriously don’t care.

I slid the rabbit toy back inside of her and flipped it back on for a split second before turning it back off, “And ONLY when I say you get to cum.” I left it inside of her soaking wet pussy as I stood up from the bed. “I brought a couple other things with me this time.”

“Oh?” She inquired, eyes wide as she followed my movements to the black paper bag at the foot of the bed. “What did you bring for me?” She was almost quivering already.

We had talked about getting these before, but never ordered them, so I got them as a surprise. The first one was a red an black leather ballgag. Her eyes lit up when I pulled it from the bag and started walking to the bed. “Surprise,” I said slyly as I sat next to her, “now let’s see how this fits.” She opened her mouth and tongued the ball playfully once before taking it in and lifting her head so I could buckle it. “Good girl,” I said as I ran a finger over the ball and down her chin and neck, “but I still have one more surprise for you.”

She made a sharp gasp as I firmly grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach. There was a reason I didn’t tie her ankles to the bed this time. “MMMMMH” she moaned through the ballgag as I got behind her and raised her hips up to my waist level. She turned her head to the side to look at me, “ah, ah,” I gently admonished, “face down, ass up, NO peaking,” I told her. I slid off the back of the bed and took the final surprise out and let the bag drop to the floor. I KNEW she was going yo love this one. “Are you ready for it, baby? I have one more surprise for you.”

“MMMMMHMMMM,” she moaned.

More than happy to deliver, I reached between her legs and fingered her clit before turning the rabbit toy back on its medium setting. The headboard creaked as she pulled against her restraintsand gripped the leather in her hands. I put my hand on the small of her back so I could feel her every movement as I gave a firm smack across her ass with the wide, black leather paddle I brought for her. A muffled scream and moan of pleasure came through the ballgag. She had no idea what I had brought, but she did now.

“Do you think this is a fitting punishment for when you’re being bad?” I asked as I spanked the leather across her ass again.

“MMMMMHHMMMM!!” She nearly screamed through the ballgag. I reached up and loosened the ballgag and let it fall out of her mouth and around her neck. “I couldn’t hear you,” I said as I spanked her again, a little harder this time, “do you think this a fitting punishment for you when you’re bad?” And spanked her one more time.

“YES! YESS! GODDAMMIT YESSS!” She screamed. She came so hard that the vibrator pushed out and fell onto the bed.

Her quivering, I knelt next to her on the bed and fingered her while she came, then put her on her back and took her hands our of the leather straps, freeing her entirely. I laid on the bed, kissing her and gently fingering her clitoris, her hand directing mine until every last aftershock passed.

I had remained fully clothed the entire time, but the experience was so intense that I still came. “You’re going to have to come visit ME soon,” I told her. “I just bought this EXTRA sturdy 4 poster bed and I think we need to test how sturdy it is.”

“Deal,” she said. We laid there for a while longer before getting cleaned up and deciding what we were going to do with the rest of the weekend, but it was definitely one to remember.

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