Anticipation courses through my body. As I feel the slightest breeze from the fan overhead, a shiver rolls down my spine. You have me in doggy style position, completely open and bare to you. My ankles and wrists are in my leather cuffs, attached to the bench. My forearms rest along the arm braces and my shins rest along the leg braces. My legs are spread evenly apart, giving you enough room to "play". My upper body is bound to the bench's torso support by a leather strap that crosses along the bottom of my spine, right above my ass. Even my senses are restricted, a blindfold covers my eyes, while noise cancelling headphones cover my ears.
I am bound, at your mercy.
I feel the barest of touches, the soft whispering of something being gently moved against the skin of my spine starting at the nape of my neck. Slowly, tortuously, it is dragged, gently, down my spine. The sensation causing me to wiggle, and writhe. I try, in vain, to move away from the soft, sensation that is tickling and teasing me in the most glorious way.
I feel your breath against my left cheek. Your hand gently raises the left side of the headphones and I hear you whisper, "Be a good girl and take all that I can give you."
I moan, in reply to hearing your sultry voice. "If you get scared or if I push you too far, I want you to snap your fingers or use your safeword. I don't want you to cum unless you feel me pull your hair. Do you understand?" You speak softly, your breath against my ear making me gasp before answering on a moan, "Yes Sir."
"That's my good girl." You whisper huskily before your tongue trails up my neck. Your lips and teeth find my ear lobe making me moan, loudly. You laugh softly, enjoying your strategic game of slow, tortuous, teasing and anticipation. You pull away, replacing the headphones so once again my hearing is restricted.
I feel the soft touch begin again along my left shoulder moving across my back to my right shoulder then down my right side. My skin is so sensitive, and by body is so ready. Even the barest of touches sends pleasure careening through my body, straight to my pulsing pussy and aching clit.
You continue your gentle assault of my senses, gently caressing every part of my body. You pay special attention to the inner portions of my thighs, using the lightest of touches, making my legs shake.
Only when I am shaking and begging for more, do you pull the soft tortuous instrument away from my overheated, oversensitive skin.
I feel something heavier with many strands begin to caress the skin of my ass and thighs before being slowly dragged up my aching core. My hips arch as much as they can, my pussy begging to be touched, caressed. Anything, to quell this aching need that tightens within my core.
"Please..." I beg, moaning.
SMACK! I feel the impact of the flogger against my right ass cheek, before feeling your hand gently smooth the burn that follows.
I gasp at the sudden change in sensation, feeling the heat of the sting slowly fade with every stroke of your soft touch. The calluses on your hand adding more sensation to my over sensitive skin.
"Thank you, Sir". I say, breathlessly, trying to reign in my pleasure. My pussy clenching and unclenching as need pours through my body. I know that I am soaked for you. I can feel my juices begin to drip down my legs.
You continue using the leather flogger to gently caress my body, up one leg, over my ass cheeks, before going down the other leg, before finally sliding it gently against my soaking wet pussy. My hips arch, yet again, seeking more friction against my clit.
SMACK! The flogger comes down sharp and fast against my left cheek this time. I feel the burn that follows as your hand gently rubs the abused skin of my ass.
"Tha..Thank you Sir..." I gasp out. My body is a mix of pleasure and pain. I feel my body relaxing into the straps that have me bound and at your mercy.
I stay completely still as you continue to tease me by gently rubbing the flogger on my skin over and over.
"Please Sir..." I begin to beg, my voice coming out breathless and needy. "Please..."
Suddenly, I feel your hand pressed against my soaking core, as you grab me gently. Your warm, firm grasp reminds me who I belong to.
"Mmmm, please....I need you...." I beg, making sure to lay perfectly still as your hand slowly loosens. I feel your finger slowly, softly caress me. Your finger finding my aching clit then moving up, to sink deep inside of me, finding my g-spot, making me gasp then moan. My back arches, pressing my aching core closer to your hand, as you feel my pussy tighten around your finger. You stroke my g-spot as my pussy convulses around your finger, my juices dripping down your hand.
SMACK! I feel the sting of your hand against my right ass cheek followed by a gentle caress to ease the burn before giving the same treatment to the other cheek. You continue the maddening pattern, smack then rub, one side then the other, all the while you continue to bring me pleasure by stroking my g-spot.
I am gasping and moaning in pleasure, louder moans break through with every smack of my bare ass, now becoming red from all the pleasurable abuse. You have taken me to the line where pain meets pleasure, they dance together, making my body wiggle and writhe in time with the sensations you are bringing to my willing body.
"P...pl..please Sir...mmmm....please may I...may I cum for you?" I beg, between moans as my pussy continues to attempt to milk your finger, clenching and unclenching around you, my juices running down your hand to drip on the floor. You can feel how much I need to orgasm...you have felt it building from the moment you placed your finger inside of me.
You reach up, tangling your fingers in my hair and pull firmly, raising my head up. My whole body tightens, as the orgasm overtakes me. Pleasure rips through my body in never-ending waves as you continue to stroke my g-spot even as my pussy clenches tight around your finger, my pussy gushing all over your hand to run down your arm and my thighs.
"FUUUUUUUCK..." I moan as my body pulls against the restraints, as I writhe in pleasure, my whole-body trembling with the force of the orgasm.
Slowly, you pull your finger from me after releasing my hair from your firm grasp. I gasp and twitch as small waves of pleasure shoot through me at the slightest sensation.
I feel your hard cock pressed against me, as you lean over me. Your lips laying small kisses down my spine, causing me to arch and press my wetness against your hardness.
"Sir?" I say questioningly...trying to find the words through the haze of my post-orgasmic bliss to ask for you to fill me...