Chained Freedom

Olivia slipped the lime green skirt over her slim hips. She fidgeted with the zipper and then looked into her full-length mirror. "Ick!" she said to the reflection. "Sir knows I hate this color." Olivia couldn't help but laugh.

A month had passed since she and Graham had become lovers. A single off-handed comment about the sound chains had on her psyche altered everything, yet their friendship remained. They had always loved each other, but this new dimension had allowed them to explore a sensual side both had thought would end their ability to be friends. Gladly, their fears were unfounded.

Still chuckling, her reflection reprimanded her; "you are His pet. If He wants you in a burlap sack, you'll wear it."

Graham Sir's pet nodded and finished buttoning her pink blouse.

"Do you often have to remind yourself of your place?" He teased from the door of her bedroom.

Olivia jumped at the sound of His voice. She quickly turned and stole a glance before lowering her eyes and whispered, "too often, Sir."

That stolen glance nearly melted her knees where she stood. He casually leaned against the doorjamb, long-sleeved black shirt untucked, faded jeans covering His strong lean legs, light brown hair neatly combed and that teasing, wry all appraising smile of His, reminded her that she was His. He was not into the Master/slave scene, but her heart and body still belonged to Him, when she thought of Him, Olivia, the woman, faded and gave way to Graham Sir's pet.

Graham stepped up to her. As always, He stopped before their bodies touched and let her feel His warmth. she knew He was testing her resolve. To prevent her body from trembling at his proximity she bit the inside of her cheek hard, but still her mind swam with His scent and warmth.

Gently He placed a finger under her chin to raise her eyes to meet his. His eyes shone with tenderness, "not right now, Liv" and he bent forward to kiss her. As their tongues danced and passion consumed them, Olivia realized that Graham didn't want his pet, he needed his friend and lover.

Tears welled in her eyes as she kissed him, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling him closer. Olivia felt her body whisked up in Graham's arms as she broke the kiss and looked into his eyes. She smiled her content smile as he carried her toward her bed.

Graham laid her on the bed and straddled her form. She returned his wry smile that always indicated he was up to some sensual mischief and sat up to begin unbuttoning his shirt. As his chest came into the light she kissed his flesh. Another button, another kiss. Graham leaned back as Olivia continued to work her way down his shirt.

When the buttons began revealing denim, Olivia retraced her steps back up to his neck while the fingers finished opening his shirt. With his shirt completely open she ran her hands along his thighs down to his knees. She let her fingers sneak along the inside of his legs as she teased and licked at the nipples of his bare chest.

Graham let his head drop back as a soft groan slipped past his lips. He ran his hands through her long hair and continued downward, letting his fingernails tease her spine. When Olivia's hands began to tease at his hardening cock Graham's head snapped up and his body tensed.

He immediately entwined his hand through her hair and turned her face to his. His mouth smashed against her lips as their tongues raced to each other.

Kissing her deeply, Olivia responded by falling backwards and taking Graham with her. He released her hair and let his teeth scrape her lower lip as he feather kissed over her chin and cheeks.

Although their bodies were crushed she continued to massage his cock through the denim. When he arched his back to kiss over her neck Olivia slipped a hand into his pants.

Relishing the kisses along her collarbone, she grinned when the pad of her thumb encountered his precum. She began to work on the button of his jeans with her free hand as Graham sat up and opened the blouse she had just finished closing.

Trying to ignore the pleasure of being undressed by him, she opened his pants, sliding the zipper down slowly. She grinned when she realized that he wore nothing underneath.

"You wanted us wearing matched undies, eh?", she teased, as her hand wrapped around him.

He moved off of her and slid his hand under her skirt. "And are we?" he inquired as his fingers slid up her thigh.

Olivia moved quickly to push Graham back so he would not know that she had dressed exactly as he instructed. Her mouth found the head of his cock quickly enough to silence any protest at not reaching his desired destination.

She began to slowly stroke the length of his cock as her tongue massaged the purple head. Making a ring with her thumb and index finger she squeezed tight as her throat muscles relaxed to swallow his full length.

Oblivious to his animalistic growl, her nose nuzzled into his pubic hair while her French-manicured nails teased his nipples. A smile played over her lips as her throat massaged the head of his cock and her tongue slipped along the underside to tease at his balls.

Graham tried to reveal her face by pulling her hair to the side. Olivia stopped him with the expeditious use of teeth gently dragging along the length of his very hard cock.

Graham gasped something that sounded like "Oh Shit!" as his head slammed back.

Olivia made a popping sound with her mouth as she pulled back. "Something wrong?" she grinned.

Graham placed a pillow over his face, his muffled scream of pleasure his only response.

Chuckling, she returned her attention to his cock. Her head bobbing up and down, her tongue pressed flat against the sensitive underside of his silken shaft, and her teeth gently teasing the smooth flat topside.

Knowing exactly what she wanted to do now, Olivia noted Graham's ragged breathing. She knew he was about to cum before he spoke. Hearing the words, Olivia freed his cock again and pressed hard at the base of his shaft.

Graham groaned as his orgasm was suddenly slammed into reverse. His eyes rolled back a little as he chewed his lip and he shook with the sudden shock of Olivia's denial. They had done this before, but she always thought it looked too painful. As the orgasm stopped Graham looked at Olivia like a lion looks at a steak. Knowing what was about to happen, she grinned coyly.

Graham sat up as straight as his cock, grabbed her by the shoulders and pulled her toward him. Their mouths crushed together as he pulled her skirt up and exposed her bare ass. The resounding SMACK of his hand on her bare skin made both of them moan in pleasure. His fingernails pressed into the smooth skin of her backside as her wisp of pubic hair teased his hardness.

Graham lifted Olivia and slid her onto his cock. She whimpered in pleasure as she felt her muscles relax. Still kissing her he pushed Olivia back. Graham caught his weight and let momentum break their kiss. He looked at her form, pale skin and ample breasts, a pink lace bra that was more decoration than support, a flat smooth stomach, and band of lime green that would normally serve as a skirt. Past the skirt he saw her wisp of pubic hair, her swollen clit and himself nestled in her.

He pressed deeply and watched her body arch with pleasure. In and out he slid his cock slowly, just to watch her succumb to lust. As Olivia's body flushed with passion, Graham gave into his own primal urges and hastened his thrusts.

Back and forth he pistoned, letting himself go, becoming one with the moment they shared. Both panted with hoarse ragged breaths, arousal overwhelming them. Graham could feel his orgasm building again, but he could also feel Olivia's, as her walls had began to clench around him.

Olivia came first, her voice piercing the buzzing rasp of their breathing. Her head snapped against his shoulder as her fingernails dug deep, breaking his skin and drawing a bead of blood.

The slight shock of pain slicing his shoulder pushed Graham over the edge. He immediately collapsed as every bit of strength went into his orgasm. Cum slammed from his cock deep into Olivia.

Tears rolled from her eyes as Graham exploded deep inside her. They held each other tight as the spasms of their shared orgasm waned. They laid there, waiting for their breathing to return to some semblance of normalcy.

"I love you," were the words that slid from each of their lips as sleep embraced them.