My [F] plaything [M]

You knew from the moment that I said I wanted to use the cuffs on you again that I was planning something interesting.

And I wanted you to be nervous. I wanted to get under your skin. I wanted you to be thinking. . . at every moment. . . about what I might do. How far would you go to please me?

I started early in the morning – teasing – taunting you. I showed you some gifs of my tits clamped and jiggling. Of me deep throating a fake dick. I wanted you to want me. To think about me. To be crazy with desire.

Since I know you, it wasn’t hard to add to the torment. When I was out shopping, I sent you a picture of the duct tape. All of the beautiful colors. You thought it was ribbon. You had no idea what I planned to do with it.

I went on a tirade about the issue of not having grey panty hose. How was I supposed to achieve my ultimate aesthetic? I wanted something very particular. It confounded you – my rant about the panty hose. And that’s what I wanted.

When I got home, I slowly got everything ready. I put out my toys that I planned to use on you. I hid some delcious morsels in the drawer. I showered and put on something sexy. Then covered it with something not as sexy.

You were late. I assumed you would be. It’s your normal. I counted the minutes. I planned to use it against you later. You looked at me with wonder in your eyes. You had already agreed to let me cuff you. I had the cuffs on the bed when you walked into the guest bedroom. Only a fitted sheet and one pillow on the bed.

The idea was to set the tone. I wanted you to know from the moment you walked in that you were under my control. That you were mine to do whatever I wished. My sweetest plaything.

It’s not something I take lightly. I like to take very good care of my toys. I want you to feel special. To feel cherished. To be absolutely wild with desire by the time I really got to touching you.

You let me disrobe you. You let me put the cuffs on you. I kissed your wrists and your ankles before securing the leather around them. I already knew that the click of the straps would sound like as I secured you to the bed. So satisfying to see you stretched out before me. An object of my affections. Completely at my mercy.

I stood on the bed over you and took off the dull grey zip up robe I had over my mesh thong one piece. I knew you would like looking at me. I knew you would want to touch me. I had already imagined what your eyes would do. The sounds you would make. You didn’t disappoint.

How could I make it worse for you? I already had my magic wand out. You couldn’t touch me, so I laid down beside you – my body pressed against yours. My mouth found yours and I kissed you as I turned on the vibrations and directed them towards my clit. I watched you squirm as your mouth seeked any part of my body. Your desire to help me orgasm coursed through your entire body.

You were kissing my nose as I finally came. Not entirely loudly. There were other people in the house. I let my breathing calm itself for a minute before putting the wand away. You were so hard. Wiggling in the bed. Strongly desiring any kind of stimulation on your cock. It wasn’t time for that. I had other plans.

I discreetly picked up something from the dresser. A simple blindfold. I straddled you and talked to you about how hard it was that you could see me and not touch me. Then I laughed as I put it over your eyes. I caressed your face then got some treats. Removed my lingerie as it was continually sliding up my crack and annoying me. I like to play with my sweet toys completely naked, anyways.

You were worried about what I would feed you. You hesitated as you opened your mouth. You tasted a few different kinds of nuts. Some chocolate. Some salty things. I ended with a dark chocolate covered almond, which I was pleased to learn was something you really like. You obediently opened your mouth one last time. I inserted the silicone ball gag and tightened the strap around your head.

When you moaned into it, I learned how great of a choice I had made. Then it was time to get weird. I slid the panty hose over your head and wrapped the teal duct tape around your eyes. I didn’t want any light at all to come in. No hands. No eyes. No mouth.

You needed to be playfully punished for being late. It was fourteen minutes. I asked the google home to set a timer and told you that’s how long it would be before I even began to touch your cock.

I needed to touch you everywhere else. It still disappoints me that you aren’t ticklish. It would be so fun to torment you in that way. But it’s ok. I could still touch you with my other toys. I wanted to explore what you might like. I haven’t tried everything I want to try yet. I still haven’t tried everything I want to try. There are testing of limits that still need to happen.

Feathers. Wartenburg wheel. Ice. Wooden spatula. Toothbrush, as odd as it were. A miniature cane. You were naked and at my mercy, so I just played with you. Casually. In no hurry at all. I sang to the music as it played in the background. Eventually, I asked you how long had it been. You assumed fourteen minutes.

Wrong. We still had more than half our time left. I laughed as you anguished. Your cock stayed hard almost the entire time. I kept playing. You wiggled beautifully as I smacked you gently with the spatula. Oh how it aggravated you when I wouldn’t kiss you. Just teased you getting close to your lips. Licking your lips around the gag. Watching you arch up towards me. Backing away and hearing you whimper is one of my favorite things. I wrote “sweet” across your abdomen because that’s what you are to me.

Finally, agonizingly, the timer went off. I didn’t ask Google to stop it. I made you do it through the gag. I was surprised it worked.

I had to use all my instruments on your beautiful cock. I teased you. Slowly. Gently. Feathers. Wartenburg wheel. Ice. Wooden spatula. Toothbrush, as odd as it were. A miniature cane. When a song would catch my fancy, I continued to sing along to it. Casually, still.

I put my mouth on you. I needed you hard. I had to use your cock to get myself off. You humped into my mouth again and again. You moaned so sexy and so loudly when I took my mouth away.

I slid the condom down over your cock then climbed on you. I drew in a deep breath as I felt you fill me. It’s one of my favorite feelings. I crave having you inside of me.  My hands went to your chest and I began to slide myself up and down your shaft. Alternating that and grinding my clit against your pubic bone. I clenched my muscles and came on you several times. I wasn’t trying to make you come. It was just for me to come. I wanted to come on my sweet toy that I had marked for my pleasure.

Everything was planned. Organized. Scrutinized. Hoping to maximize your pleasure.

It was time for the main event. An instrument I hadn’t used on you. The black devil prostate massager. I put lube on your tight hole and gently rubbed it. More of those sweet moans came through the gag. I pressed the toy slowly, gingerly against your hole. Of course you opened for me. You pushed back against me. I wasn’t in any hurry. I wanted you to enjoy it. I wanted to drive you crazy. When I got it past the tip, I turned on the vibrate. Then I turned on the little nub that worked.

I put my mouth back on you to lube you up. It just wasn’t enough. I got the coconut oil. I wanted to watch you squirm and moan while I played with you. God, you get so slutty when something is in your ass. You writhe and it makes the hair stand up on my neck. I ache to watch that in you.

It didn’t take long. I had desired to play with you for much longer. Get you close to the edge then stop. Start again. Over and over. You were just irresistible.  I had to make you orgasm. I couldn’t wait any longer to watch it happen.

Your breath was shallow. You came all over your stomach as I stroked up and down your dick. I kept touching you lightly afterwards. So fucking hot. You are so sexy as you come down from your orgasm.

I took away the tape. The panty hose. The gag. The blindfold. Released your cuffs. Kissed each point again as I removed them. Kissed your mouth hard and for a long, long time. Held you. Never wanted to let my plaything go.

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