Embracing Our Truths Ch 05

Hello Everyone!! Sorry for the delay, but I’ve been busy with life. Here is the next chapter of Joe and Alexia’s story. Standard Literotica rules apply, all characters engaging in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen.

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After a few weeks, I began getting the different items that I had ordered. One was a weight bench, which I had plans to modify as a “breeding/milking” bench. Some other items like a hollowed ottoman that I could use as a storage for a sybian or other toys we could use. All of these items were going to be modified in some way to be able to use with Alex on her submissive days, or if we just wanted to have a little fun.

On Wednesday I received a text from Alex asking about the plans for the weekend, since it had been two weeks since we had had our little getaway and she was getting a little anxious to play. I texted her back that I was planning a nice quiet weekend at her place and that I was going to bring over some things that I had bought and wanted her input on how to best use them. Sending me a blushing emoji and the smiling devil, I knew she had an idea of what I was planning.

On Friday, I went to the local hardware store to pick up some wood planks and other stuff I might be using. I had designed a few items of furniture that could be hidden in plain sight, or easily torn down and stored when not in use, but sturdy enough not to place anyone at risk of injury.

Once I had everything, I loaded up the truck, parked it in the garage and texted Alex to let her know that we were going to be busy over the weekend with the different items I was bringing over. She replied that she was excited and couldn’t wait to get started. She also confessed that she had been having a hard time keeping her hands out of her pants since I had mentioned that I was taking some things over.

I smiled at my phone, knowing that this weekend was going to be even more interesting than the last, and texted her that as of this moment she was not allowed to touch herself or cum unless I was present and granted permission. I could tell that these instructions turned her on even more, since she replied with a quick ‘yes, sir.’ I bid her good night, set my phone to charge and went to bed; the images of her body writhing under the pleasure of the new toys my dreams.

Saturday morning, I drove to her house and, with her help, unloaded the truck and set everything in her garage. She kept looking excitedly at all the things I was bringing in. Once everything had been unloaded, I stripped off my shirt and started to lay out my tools, the materials and other things I’d need to get started. She went off to the kitchen to get some cold drinks, since we knew that we’d be working up a sweat setting everything up.

The first thing that I started to work on was the ottoman; I showed her the design that I had drawn out over the last few weeks and started to get the different rings and fasteners I had sketched on the plans. I had her sit, lay prone, bent over and on her back over the ottoman to make sure of the positioning of the fasteners and bolts I wanted to place. I could tell that this was turning her on and saw her nipples poking through the fabric of her top, and I could begin to detect the scent of her arousal whenever I got near her as I measured and placed the bolts. As I was doing this, my hands were roaming all over her body. I pinched her nipples through the fabric of her top, making them stand out even more; causing her to gasp and give a little sigh of pleasure. When I placed the the bolts near her ankles, I ran my hand up her leg, and fingered her clit, feeling her respond by pushing back into my hand, trying to get it at just the right angle.

Once finished, I told her that I needed to really test the sturdiness of the ottoman and asked her to bring her cuffs and collar. When she returned, I took them from her, looking straight into her eyes, “Strip, Kajira. I need you to be naked to really test this out,” I commanded. She removed her clothes and got into the display position knowing that this would be the best way to place her cuffs and collar. I started from the bottom up, wanting to tease her a little and once more assert my dominance as her Alpha.

I secured her ankle cuffs, then started to stand, all the time running my hands up her legs, getting close to her pussy, but never making contact, making her squirm a little with every caress. I could feel the heat coming from her, and saw her juices flowing, coating her labia in an overwhelming want to be touched. I leaned in and took a quick swipe across her lips, tasting her juices and giving her clit a little flick before continuing up, moving behind her, I cupped her breasts, pinching her nipples with my fingers and taking a playful nip on the back of her neck. I then took one hand and secured her cuff to it, kissing it, letting her know how precious and cherished she was, then made sure to do the same with the other. I lowered her arms and placed the collar around her neck, moving her hair to one side, I once again dragging my teeth on the soft flesh of her neck and secured it.

“This is how I have always wanted to place them on you, a perfect tease and I get to indulge myself with your body,” I whispered softly in her ear. I could feel her shudder as I pressed myself to her back.

“Yes, Sir,” she said. “I find that this is the perfect way to get me started into my submissive mindset.”

“Bend over the ottoman, Kajira, I want to test how it would actually restrain you,” I ordered.

She slowly straddled and bent over the piece of furniture, I secured her ankles to the ring bolts that were at the bottom, then pulled her hips back a little, causing her labia to open slightly and her ass cheeks to part; giving me an unobstructed view of the most intimate part of her body. I couldn’t resist, I pushed two fingers into her pussy. She was so hot that it felt almost like she would burn me with her juices; I slowly began sawing them in an out while curling them slightly to begin to stimulate her g-spot. While I was doing this, I was tracing my thumb around her puckered opening.

“Ooh, that feels different.” She sighed, but still was trying to move away from my thumb, and trying to move it away with her hands.

Taking her wrists, I fastened them together and secured them to one of the middle bolts on the front pat of the ottoman, holding her in a supine position, her breasts hanging over the edge, allowing me access to her nipples, which I pinched and pulled slightly to get them to their full extension.

“Is it comfortable?” I asked her, seeing that both her breasts and her pussy were not supported directly by the cushioned top of the furniture.

“It’s fine for now, but I can see it becoming very uncomfortable if I’m in this position for too long,” she said.

“I’ll be right back, Kajira, I want to test something out.” I said quietly, and then proceeded to go upstairs to where I knew she kept our toys. Coming back down, I had the feather tickler and the Magic Wand vibrator. I did a few measurements and attached some bolts on all four sides to be able to secure the wand to the ottoman, making sure that it would always be in contact with her clit.

“This is so I can use this for either reward or punishment, Kajira.” I said, as I secured the wand to her pussy, the head resting against her clit. I could see how her back tensed up a little and her ass clenched when she felt the contact, anticipating the pleasure that was in store for her.

I ran my hand down her back, feeling her goosebumps under my touch, trailing my fingers softly until I reached the swell of her ass. I ran a finger from her ass to her clit, tracing a path around her making sure to tease her around her anus, but not touching it directly, and outlining her labia along the slit of her pussy. I gave her a playful spank, not even hard enough to flush the skin, just hard enough to elicit a small excited gasp, and turned the wand on low. I heard her catch her breath at the suddenness of the vibrations, and then a soft moan in appreciation of them.

I began to run the feather tickler across her back, shoulders, and dipping down to her breasts, not making contact with her nipples, but just barely outlining her areola. I could hear her breathing deepen, seeing a definite blush on her skin from her cheeks to her chest; seeing the desire, lust, and need begin to build inside her.

I took one of her nipples in my fingers while I continued to tease her areola on her other breast with the feathers, pulling slightly just enough to feel pressure, but not pain. The other nipple hardened even more, looking at the hard nub, I leaned in and took it in my mouth, suckling hard on it feeling it expand a little more in my mouth. I heard her hiss in pleasure as I did the same on the other. I then turned up the vibrator, knelt in front of her and took out my hard cock, seeing me do this, she lifted her head and proceeded to take me into her mouth, swirling her tongue around the glans, before sucking me in. I relished in the sensation of her mouth on my shaft, the feeling of her tongue teasing me and pulling me deeper. I felt the tip reach the back of her throat and gave a soft moan. Hearing this, she pulled off, looked up and gave me a wink before swallowing my cock down her throat.

I knew I wouldn’t last much longer once I felt her throat muscles massaging my cock. The feeling was exquisite. Pulling back again to let her breathe, she took a deep breath and pulled me back in. Finally, after a few more minutes of this I couldn’t hold out any longer and felt my cum shoot out of my cock. I pulled back a little after the first stream, so I could fill her mouth with the rest as she greedily swallowed my load as it came forth.

“That was intense Kajira,” I panted.

“And delicious, sir,” she replied a little breathlessly.

“Does this meet your approval, Kajira?” I asked, while releasing her arms and legs from the ottoman.

Still breathing hard, she just smiled and gave me a saucy little wink. “I think it works just fine, Sir, but I find that I’m still needy.”

“Don’t worry Kajira, I am sure you will have your release as the day goes by. Besides, I don’t have to rush home this weekend, so I can take my time with you,” I said with a slight smirk.

I gave her a playful swat on her ass, and unpacked the weight bench for assembly. Meanwhile, she went of to the kitchen to start preparing some snacks. I was finished with the metal frame when she returned with a plate of cheese, crackers, some cold cuts, a bottle of beer, and a wine cooler.

Taking a little break, I sat down on the ottoman and had her sit on my lap. As we drank a bit from our respective bottles. She was feeding me some cheese and ham on a cracker when I decided to have a little fun with her, as a way to keep her aroused and wanting. Swallowing the cracker, I poured a small amount of my beer between her breasts and licked it up almost immediately. The soft gasp as the cold liquid ran down the sensitive valley between them and the low moan when my warm tongue lapped up the beer was music to my ears.

“Ooh, that was sneaky, Sir,”she giggled.

“I’m just getting started, Kajira,” I responded.

Taking another sip of my beer, I left it in my mouth, cooling it and then latched on to the nearest nipple. She held my head to keep me on her nipple, as I licked and sucked on it, the contrast of the cool beer and my warm tongue keeping it hard.

I slid my hand up her inner thigh, and began teasing around her labia with my fingertips, feeling how the fresh moisture began to flow, coating them in heat and desire. Sliding my finger in, I began circling her clit with my thumb, hooking my finger over the rough patch of skin along her inner wall, causing her to roll her hips a bit, trying to get me in the perfect angle. I know she could feel me hardening against her thigh, as my cock was slowly coming back to life. She stood up, placing the plate on a shelf, and straddled me, letting my cock feel the heat from her pussy, and kissed me hard, her tongue invading my mouth.

I growled deep in my throat, grabbed her hair and pulled her back, exposing her neck to me. I raked my teeth along her neck and gave her a gentle yet firm bite at the junction of her neck and shoulder, asserting my dominance of her. When I pulled away, I could see the mark I left, some small indentations, but not piercing the skin. She knew then that I was the one to take control. I stood up, keeping her legs around my waist as she held on to my neck. I carried her like that cupping her ass and walked into the house. Reaching the couch, I had her untangle from me, laid her down placing a pillow under her waist.

“Hold your hands up, Kajira, and do not bring them down for any reason, otherwise you’ll be strapped to the ottoman and punished.” I growled, putting a little menace behind my voice.

She didn’t say anything but lifted her hands above her head, holding on to the arm rest. I held her legs open, dragging my tongue along the inside of her thighs; taking little nips with my teeth every now and then. Just playfully teasing her, watching her reactions, and seeing the intense lust in her eyes, pleading me to eat her.

I took a slow swipe of my tongue from the bottom of her pussy to her clit, moving the tip side to side parting her labia and collecting her sweet juices. The rolling of her hips and the sighs of arousal coming from her lips kept spurring me on. Wetting a finger with her juices, I slowly inserted it, moving in and out as I flicked my tongue on her clit. Once it was deep inside her, I wrapped my lips around the hard little nub, and sucked on it, making sure not to lose contact with it any moment.

I felt her hips buck, but with my shoulder and other arm, I held her down and open.

“Hold still, Kajira, I’m just warming up,” I commanded.

Twisting my wrist and inserting a second finger, I hooked them once again on her G-spot. This time I gently held her clit with my teeth as I flicked the tip with my tongue, causing her to moan louder. I reached up with my free hand and grabbed her nipple, pinching it a little harder than she expected and I pushed my fingertips firmly against that rough patch of skin inside her while I applied more pressure on her clit.

“Cum now, Kajira.” I whispered in her ear, knowing that she had been holding back her orgasm until I allowed it.

That was all it took, with a wailing cry, I felt her pussy clamp down on my fingers, her juices flood my mouth and her legs were pushing against me either to keep me there or push me away as she came.

Holding her in my arms as she came down from her orgasm, I kept whispering sweet encouragements to her, praising her on how good she tastes, and how perfect she was as my Kajira. After a few minutes, we got up, cleaned each other and went back to the garage to start working on the bench.

I took the pieces out of the box, and began assembling the frame, having Alex assisting me with positioning of the frame pieces. Once that was done, I had her lay on the main supports to get measurements for some customizing for the seat and support plank, seeing where I would need to make cutouts for her breasts and for other things I wanted to add. As I took the measurements, I was indulging myself touching Alexia’s body, teasing her a bit with some soft kisses, light nips here ant there, caressing or licking her skin and a few pats rump.

When I was done measuring, I took the seat and support off of the frame and took the padding covering both. Cutting the scoops for her breasts off the back support, and cutting a hole on the seat. I was going to add an attachment similar to a french tickler with some rough dots that were her clit would be. I started to put the padding back, making sure to modify it and cut the corresponding areas for the openings I made onto the wood, covered it in faux leather and tacked it on, making sure that the attachment with the dots would stay in place by tacking it to the wood.

I had also purchased a headrest for a massage table, the kind that had the hole in the middle and padding all around. I was looking at the best way to attach it to the bench by using some short steel angle bars that followed the shape of the frame. I soon found the fit that would work best and be the most comfortable, and made sure that it could still be moved since I wanted to make sure that it would be comfortable for her. I mocked everything up to ensure the correct fit, and put in the bolts, nuts and screws to see the clearances and to check that the support seat would be able to tilt to the different angles that it was designed for, from flat to at least a forty five degree angle.

I tightened everything up, and had Alex lay on it for comfort. I loved the way that the scoops would both support her breasts, while leaving them accessible. I could see that she was calming down, and her nipples were not as hard as before. I leaned down and sucked a nipple into my mouth, making it hard once again. Trapping it between my teeth, I moved my head back a little, stretching lightly the sensitive flesh, and placed one of her nipple clamps on it, doing the same with the other. I then took measurements again to make sure that I could place restraining points on different places and what attachments could be used.

“This is a lot more comfortable than the ottoman, Sir.” She said in a dreamy voice, telling me that she was imagining being used on it, and the pressure she was feeling from the clamps on her nipples had her grinding her hips on the dots in the seat.

“I’m glad you approve, Kajira, I think we are going to get a lot of use from this little bench.” I replied.

I took the leather weight belt, and fed it through between the frame and he support board, making sure it was at her waist level, and just above her hips and could be easily fastened and released. I placed her feet at different angles and marked where the restraining bolts should go, they ranged from a squatting, a spread, and also a closed position for her legs, all the while I was rubbing and massaging her legs, paying attention to her thighs calves.. I did the same with her arms, from a closed position, similar to prayer, to an open and held one where she could not get leverage from her arms. The headrest was placed for comfort in a face down pose and a face up one, as well.

I drilled the holes for the restraint bolts and tightened everything up. Taking a neoprene sheet, I cut it to length and shape, fed some parachute cordage through it and tightened it to the bench.

“This will make it easier to clean, and much more comfortable for you, Kajira,” I said.

“Thank you, Sir, I can always count on you making sure I feel at ease with everything,” she replied.

“It’s my duty as your Dom to always make sure you are at ease, safe, and comfortable with everything we do. I will push your limits, but never go beyond what we had discussed when I collared you.” I said, with all the conviction I had in my heart.

As we wrestled the bench from the garage and up the stairs into what would be our ‘play room’, I kept thinking about J.R.’s proposal to go to the club as their guests. I didn’t want to upset Alexia like when she blew up on me at the beach house, but, I felt that it was the next step we needed to take in our relationship, and also to learn the different dynamics and protocols if we ever did decide to join.

I also brought up some of the tools that I would need to place more attachment points and restraints in the play room as well as the living room and the bedroom. And began positioning the ring bolts to the ceiling rafters of the play room, measuring the spacing I would need to hold Alex either in suspension, spread eagle or any other position I might imagine. I also wanted to test how much weight I could safely put on the rings and to hang a ‘hammock swing’ off of them to add to our play time activities.