You are sitting on the couch in your hotel room having poured your first glass of wine. You think about the night ahead and find yourself more excited than you have been in a long while. There is a knock at the door and you get up to answer it.
"Hey baby," I say as you open the door. You pull me inside, wrap your arms around me and kiss me deeply. I can feel you trembling…. is it nerves or excitement…. perhaps a little of both. I feel your cock hard against my thigh – I can't wait to get this night underway.
I am wearing the black gypsy skirt and a very tight, very revealing white top…you can see my nipples clearly through the sheer fabric. And the boots…. those tight, high black boots…just as you requested. You can see how hard my nipples are and you slide a hand up under my top squeezing one…. making it harder still…and making me moan. Your other hand is under my skirt…. touching my wet, wet, pussy. Your knowing fingers find my swollen clit…making me moan again. God, how easy it would be to let you make me come. I am so close!! But tonight is about you, not me. Reluctantly I push you away.
"Get the chair for me Craig. It's time for some fun and games." You bring the chair into the middle of the room. I take the cuffs from my bag and walk behind you, pulling your arms back as I capture first one wrist…. then the other. God this is exciting!!! I can feel my pussy juices flowing and my clit is throbbing at the thought of what I am going to do to you!!! I undo your jeans and you step out of them. Your cock is so thick and so hard. I can't wait to have it in my mouth. I hold it and stroke it gently while I kiss your lips, our tongues dancing together, your passion showing in your urgency – sucking me, biting me.
I lead you to the chair and sit you down. I tie first your left and then your right leg to the chair, both feet off the ground. You are now completely helpless – totally at my mercy – unable to prevent me doing anything and everything I want to your body. Mine TOTALLY. For how long have I thought about this…. how many times have I come with this image in my head?
"Before I start Craig, you have to know the rules. You are not allowed to come until I give you permission to. If you break this rule I will leave immediately. You will eventually work out how to get the cuffs off, but you could be trapped in this chair for some time. Do I make myself clear?"
You nod your head and lick your dry lips….mmmmmm…. I think of that magical tongue of yours – imagine it stroking my sensitive pussy lips. I drag my thoughts back to you.
I lift up my skirt and straddle you, feeling your rigid cock hard against my pussy. I rub myself against you thinking how easy it would be to just mount you and ride you hard to orgasm…but that would be just too easy and I have other plans for you. As I kiss you I open your shirt and rub my thumbs over your rock hard nipples. I trace the outline of one with my tongue, sucking it roughly into my mouth and flicking at it. I know how much this turns you on – how you love to have your nipples touched, sucked. You moan and squirm in the chair as I roll them between my fingers.
Your green eyes are dark with lust, the pupils dilated. A thin film of sweat coats your upper lip. You feel frustrated and helpless– it is usually you in control – you teasing me, making me beg you for release, begging you to make me come. But not tonight my love, not tonight.
I climb off and get the body oil from my bag. Starting at your toes, I begin a slow sensual massage up your foot, your calf, your thigh, your groin…but I do not touch your rigid cock. I repeat this with the other leg…. still not touching you. Your eyes beg me to stroke you…the naked desire on your face is so exciting…my control of you so erotic. I know I will have to come soon.
I pour more oil into my hands and rub them together to warm it. I kneel before you and take your cock in my hands, covering it with the oil. I stroke it gently but firmly…. up and down…. up and down. I need to taste you…. to feel you in my mouth…but first…