(hey y’all and thanks so much for reading! This is my take on a young woman’s introduction to BDSM. Hope y’all like it! – Annalisa discovers a new side to herself)
My pet lay against me, gasping. I held her, still impaled on my cock, and worked to match her breathing. Yes, it was there. This was the best part of being in control. It was her orgasm, but she clearly understood it was at my doing, and that was the goal. Now to check & push a potential limit.
Annalise like that her Man held her, and she had to admit, that his cock, while smaller than before, was clearly still stiff. Just as she was thinking she had her second wind, she felt him moving.
Although he slipped out of her, she felt as though she somehow just ‘knew’, and moved with him, letting him reposition her. She was now on the couch, and He was above her. Annalise was not used to men producing a second orgasm from her, she had only had that once, and needless to say, she wasn’t expecting that, although in fairness, she wasn’t expecting the first one either. Annalise was silent as she stared at him. She was clearly in for more, though she knew not what. But she was VERY content to allow him to position her to His liking. What was this? A bit of…rope? She had only read about this, but *he* clearly wanted it, so as a result she *wanted* to experience this at *His* hand.