Chapter 1: Bringing Out The Sub
I would like to thank my wife for helping me write this and other stories. I have to experiment on someone to make sure everything is as accurate as possible and she is great at that. I hope you all find this story a lot better than the other one I posted before. Thanks again Oggbashan, impressive, and Quite_Cool it took me a long time to make the changes but it was worth it.
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Neil walks into the room and their eyes meet. The Couple can feel each other without touching, and they instinctively know what the other wants and needs. Neil Drops his bag and meets Grace with a passionate embrace and a deep lingering kiss bodies pressed together showing want and desire. His hands reach out and capture her slender wrists forcing her hands behind her back as he uses his tongue to invade her mouth taking what he wants. He uses his grip on his lover's hands forcing Grace to turn away from him breaking the passionate kiss and bringing a lusty sound from deep in her throat. From behind he begins kissing and lightly biting her neck all the while keeping her wrists pinned behind her back. Grace's body trembles as he gracefully kisses down her neck slowly until reaching her collarbone. Neil runs his tongue gently along the plane of bone that makes up her collar then bites down hard forcing a harsh sigh to escape her mouth he leaves his mark clearly visible.
Cold hard metal encircle first one wrist then the other. Strong hands glide up Graces sides and cup her breasts firmly through the thin red material that makes up her blouse. She tries to move her hands but the cruel reality of being handcuffed forces itself into her aroused mind. Opening her mouth she tries to speak, but a finger from one hand casually invades the red painted lips and Neil's teeth move up to latch onto an earlobe. His determined husky voice whispers into her ear "I have been waiting for this I will take what I want this time like I told you I would. You are mine to do with as I feel to be my slave, my bitch, and my slut" The finger leaves her lips and his hands travel back down her voluptuous body cupping her shapely ass. Neil raises the black mini skirt with one hand reaching around front with the other to clutch Grace's heated sex in his hand emphasizing his point. A low animal like growl escapes her lips as lust hits and she rocks her ass back towards him.
Violently Neil pulls away and wrenches her around peering intently into the sparkling blue eyes that meets his gaze. He grabs the front of the blouse and rips it open forcefully some of the buttons give way and bounce crazily across the floor, all the while he maintains his hungry gaze letting her see the fire reflected in his rich brown eyes. The connection is broken when his stare takes in her freed treasures. His left hand reaches out and gently starts pinching one of the aroused nipples. Neil's right hand roams down Grace's body over her stomach stopping at the black skirt that is barley covering her ass. The button is undone slowly with stark contrast to his earlier roughness. Anticipation is clearly visible on his face as he lets the skirt drop to the floor around her ankles. He runs the palm of his hand over her mound feeling her dampness. Making long lazy strokes with his index finger from the top of her clit down just barley parting her lips. As he continues to stroke from top to bottom her body tries to move towards his finger in an attempt to increase the pressure. Neil is not allowing any deviation from his pace or level of contact.
Neil suddenly breaks off his teasing play and kneels in front of the young aroused woman. His hands snake up and down her thighs parting Grace's legs and making her sway as she tries to keep her balance without the aid of her arms. As she is still trying to steady herself his warm wet tongue gently licks her slit from back to front like a cat licking at cream with the end of his path stopping at her excited clit. He stops licking and looks up at her pausing until she meets his gaze. While maintaining eye contact he slowly starts circling her clit with the tip of his tongue. His left hand takes firm hold of her ass fingers digging in harshly. Neil's right index finger starts slowly circling Grace's opening keep rhythm with the tongue going around her clit. Rapidly two fingers are plunged into her hungry wet slit she cannot stifle the loud gasp that escapes her lips. Neil's mouth locks around engorged her clit sucking hard twirling his tongue across the top and the pace of his fingers moving in and out of her slit starts to increase. He adds another finger to her dripping pussy and suddenly bites down firmly on her clit. She lets out a small scream and tosses her head back closing her eyes. Grace is on the verge of an orgasm when he suddenly stops. She opens her eyes to see him standing in front of her smiling. Slowly he runs his moist fingers across her lips coating them in her dampness. Her velvety tongue parts her succulent lips and licks his fingers as he presents them to her.
Neil stares intently at his pray one of his hands reaches out caressing the side of her face softly cradling her chin in his hand. The other hand reaches out and runs through Grace's shining dark locks all the while with a lusty smirk on his face. Slowly and carefully he twister her hair around his hand and takes a firm grip. Using her hair as a handle she is forced down to her knees in front of him he keeps her head tilted back so she cannot break eye contact. Neil reaches down and undoes his slacks letting them fall down his legs freeing his hard cock from the confining space. He pulls her head towards his manhood. "Suck it slave" Emanates from his lips as her mouth is brought to the tip of his cock. She dutifully parts her lips as he thrusts his prick towards her. Exhilaration and fear grip her at the same time his cock enters her mouth. Grace realizes that due to her hands being secured behind her back she is unable control how deep he goes. She is forced to rely on his self-control to not push himself too deep or hold her down on his member too long. He starts working her head up and down his cock pausing occasionally to let Grace run her tongue around the head and shaft. She is worked up and down on his straining member and she can tell that he enjoys the feel of her mouth and tongue as he moans in pleasure. She notices that he is slowly working her deeper and forcing more of himself into her mouth. His breathing starts to accelerate, and with one last thrust he spills his seed inside of her mouth. Neil's hands pull her head down firmly on his erupting cock forcing her to swallow all he has to offer.
Pulling Grace's warm damp mouth off his slick prick one handed while Neil's other hand reaches down to firmly grasp her delicate neck keeping her in tight control. With her neck secured he realises her hair and reaches down to the bag dropped earlier. Pulling a leather collar with metal studs out of a pocket he fastens it securely around her neck. A matching leather leash is produced from the same pocket and attached to the collar. Casually he finishes removing his slacks and tosses them across the room. Using his hold on her neck she is forced down until the left side of her face, shoulders, and chest are pressed into the rough carpet he then releases his grip. She watches him circle slowly like a mouse sensing the cat about to pounce holding deathly still. Neil circles her right side with Grace's eyes follow him. Leash gripped firmly in his hand he makes his way down her right side until he leaves her field of vision. She hears him stop to the left of her barely hearing his breathing. Seconds seem to pass like minutes. She runs her tongue over her lips then opens her mouth prepared to speak when a stinging slap is delivered across her pale ass cheeks that changes what ever words she was going to say into a surprised squeal. A hand reaches out to smooth the area that received the harsh attention. The caressing hand leaves her stinging backside and she is rewarded with another slap lower on her now slightly tingling cheeks. There is no time taken between strokes and the stinging sensation brings tears to her eyes. She counts ten strokes made by the end of the stiff leather leash. There is a pause and a delicious explosion of sudden surprising pain blossoms from her clit as the leash snakes between spread legs and sharply kisses her swollen clit. Her back arches and the surprising pain/pleasure forces a surprised scream from her lips.
Grace's body quakes and her breathing is erratic, slowly he enters her vision with a devilish smile adorning his face. He kneels beside her and gently kisses the tears away from her face. Neil reaches out a hand to cares her velvety soft ass rubbing away the pain then moving down further to make its way between her thighs gently petting her swollen pussy lips. He moves his hand away and a bottle of lubricant is taken from the bag. A small dab is applied to her opening with a finger rubbing gently making her whole body responds with lust. His finger penetrates her quickly then withdraws to apply lube to her clit. As she is paying attention to his hand working on her fevered mound she is startled by a sudden rush of coldness as he squeezes a large quantity of lube out of the bottle onto her puckered rosebud. He is manipulating her clit with the fingers from one hand. At the same time a finger from his other appendage gently rubs up and down her ass crack spreading the lubricant and making fleeting contact with the little pink pulsating rosebud. Neil stops focusing on her wet pussy instead using his hand to spread her cheeks so his finger can zero in on her puckered hole first lightly tickling then applying firm direct pressure. Graces hips start making a wild erratic circuit her body is trying to both run away from and invite the finger to play. No matter how hard she tries there seems to be no escape, nor capture of the elusive yet ever persistent digit.