I handcuffed and REALLY fucked with him [FM]

This was one of my better moves if I do say so myself.

One Valentine’s Day I made dinner for my partner (a rarity- people who enjoy cooking are a mystery to me). It was mediocre, but he was super kind about it.

Afterward he offered to help clean just as I knew he would, but I told him to sit down because this was supposed to be my gift. When he insisted, I pulled out handcuffs and told him to sit the fuck down. He agreed.

I usually asked him to use them on me, which was clearly what he was expecting. Before he could react, I grabbed his hands and handcuffed him to the chair.

Now the fun begins.

I let my clothes fall to the floor because I had put lingerie on earlier. I smiled to myself as he looked me up and down with his mouth hanging open.

He asked what I had planned and I just shrugged and started cleaning up like this was totally natural. I took my time too- putting the food away, clearing the dishes, wiping down the table. I might have made quite a show of bending over the table right in front of him.

Meanwhile, he is flipping shit, asking what he has to do to get me to stop cleaning. I tell him I really need to get this done and pretend to be oblivious to his agony.

When I get on all fours and start cleaning the floor he fucking loses it and starts making a very fun list of things he’d do to me if I would let him go. He promises to get me off, he tells me he’ll fuck me any way I want, and he even goes into incredible detail about things he’d do with his tongue.

*As always, we had a safe word btw. This is important for me to note in every post like this.*

“I have bad news for you,” I finally answer. “You’re not getting out.”

Instead I crawl to him and smile from the floor. As I run a hand down his chest and let it fall to his crotch, his legs are literally shaking. When I straddle him and make him kiss me I make it a point to grind on him very dramatically. This turns into a full dance as he’s absolutely flipping out underneath me, begging me not to stop.

I very, very slowly unbutton his shirt and put my mouth to his body and kiss him from his neck to his belly button. I kiss one of his knees and work my mouth up his leg- basically lingering at every inch of him apart from the area he wants the most.

“What do you want?” I ask him as I’m on my knees.

“Just please touch it at least.”

*The thing is, I’m horrible at handjobs. I usually skip this step. I know my strengths.*

I unbuckle his belt with my teeth, refusing to break eye contact and move painstakingly slow. By the time I pull his pants down he’s practically in tears.

I put him in my mouth but I don’t move. I just make eye contact and play a little with my tongue.

“V, I swear to god I am 5 seconds away from our safe word if you don’t stop teasing.”

That’s enough for me. I slam my head down and take him deep into my throat. I usually start slow, but I’ve tortured this poor man enough. I go hard, deep, and fast while he’s praising me above. I pull his legs back so I can get a better angle and push my head so far down that he’s fully in my mouth.

He’s rocking back and forth above me and teetering between cursing me and telling me how good it feels.

He tells me he’s close so I speed up until he finally comes in my mouth. I swallow and finally look back up at him with a smile.

I promise it was far better than the dinner I made.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/rdre57/i_handcuffed_and_really_fucked_with_him_fm