With a snap of his finger, Andre steps out of the darkness and places a black satin sleep mask over her eyes and then melts back into the surroundings, and her world is plunged into total night. ‘Thank you, Andre…. I will call you if I need you.’ She hears a door close and she realizes she is totally alone and vulnerable. Watching from his place at the foot of the table, he steps back and presses a button on a remote control and the bright lights above her change to a soft infrared, casting her luscious body in a soft, pink glow. Standing between her thighs, he slides his hands up her hips and whispers, ‘slow, shallow breaths…. try to relax’ and she remembers – all she has to say is STOP’. She closes her eyes tightly and inhales as the pain in her nipples subsides.
She feels his hands on her, aware of nothing else in the world but his symmetrical touch as he caresses her skin…. Another little shiver, but this time it’s a shiver of pleasure as his hands meet on her soft mound and gently press open the petals of her flower, revealing the swelling, throbbing bud inside. Bending, he flicks her clit with his tongue – once, twice, back and forth…. while watching the shiny gold chain glisten in the light as it transfers the sensation to her nipples. Feeling her wetness grow, he buries his tongue inside her at the same moment she tilts her hips up to his mouth and groans in pain and pleasure. Moving his tongue in and out of her, he feels her body begin to tense as she presses her heels into the table and tries to thrust her hips up. Smiling, he pulls back, watching her inner lips clench, trying to pull him back in. Blowing his warm breath on her, he gently rubs her tummy and brings her back from the edge. He watches her chest rise and fall as she gasps for breath, seeing the chains straining and knowing the intense and pleasurable pain she’s now feeling.
Taking the feather in hand again, he lightly brushes her face and again she crinkles her nose. As the fingers of the feather sweep over her nipples she begins to breathe deeply, not caring that the fine, gossamer chains are pulling at her. She tugs against her wrist restraints and whines softly, wishing she could see the progress of the feather rather than only feel it as it sweeps lightly down each arms and across her palms. Her mind follows it’s path as it wafts down her body, her nerve endings aflame with the sensations.
As the feather brushes the length of each leg, down to her toes and back up the inside of her legs, she gasps as it floats across her ‘V’, sending chills up her spine. Opening and closing her fists, she resists the urge to scream with pleasure, and when she feels his lips on her inner thighs, she presses her hands flat on the table and holds her breath. The brush of his mustache replaces the feather as he kisses his way up, alternating left to right and back, nibbling her skin, licking gently. Using his thumbs, he spreads her tender lips again, exposing the moistness that had surrounded and protected her clit. He feels her legs begin to tremble as he presses his tongue agains her clit, and then closes his lips around it. As he sucks, his teeth tap the clamp, causing her nipples to stretch and making her moan. Sliding a hand back to her tummy, he feels her tensing again and he whispers ‘not yet…… not yet’.
Leaning back, he reaches into the silver box at his side and withdraws a lifelike toy, about 8” long, natural feeling, thick……. and curved. He wets it against her moist lips and then slowly begins to slide it in her so that the tip curves up towards his other hand, which is still resting on her tummy. Pressing steadily, he continues filling her until that moment the tip finds it target and she moans loudly and arches her back. Her fists open and close against the restraints as her ‘ahhhhhhhhhhhh’s’ fill the room. She rolls her head from side to side and moans as her body again begins to build towards an orgasm…. Her nipples red and hard, her clit throbbing…… as she feels him push in and pull back, push in, pull back……..each thrust touching her soul. As he feels her tensing again, he pushes the dildo in deeply and holds it there. She tries tilting her hips up, digging her heels into the table and lifting her ass but there’s no slack in her bindings and she can’t. He remains motionless for a few moments, allowing this wave to pass. Trembling, she gasps for breath as she silently screams – YES! YES!
Reaching into the box again, he withdraws a gold oval vibrator, flicks it on with one finger, and lays the cold, buzzing ‘egg’ on her clit, at the same moment he against starts massaging her ‘Gspot’ with the dildo. The vibrations travel up the golden chains, igniting a fire in her nipples that matches the fire inside her and as her body begins to tighten one final time as she strains to be free, he knows he can no longer push back her tidal wave of pleasure. She cries out his name and explodes…. wave after wave washing over and through her as she pours forth a steady trickle of her cream, feeling it seeping out of her and down between her cheeks. Straining to lift her body off the table and clawing at the restraints, she cums over and over, clamping and clenching with internal convulsions of pleasure, slowing only when she is totally drained and sated…….. her breasts rising and falling as she gasps for air. He slowly withdraws the dildo and removes the tiny vibrator, and leans down, burying his face in her and lapping up her sweet, musky offering.
She hardly feels her ankles and wrists being released, and it’s a few moments before she reaches up and removes the eyeshade… and finds her lover’s eyes in the glowing light. He removes the clamps on her clit and nipples and lays them aside and walks to the other end of the table.
Leaning over her, he kisses her tenderly, sharing the sweet taste of her that covers his lips and his mustache. As the kiss deepens, he sweeps her into his embrace, holding her limp body against his, cradling her in the safety of his love.….
And with a flick of his finger on the remote, he slowly dims the lights to black…..
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