His Desperate Need

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Sophia knew her next move instantly.

Her power to influence Robert and the other men from her past filled her with a playful, unabashed confidence: their lust for her was like a conditional love, a transitory spell; a trust she had no interest in testing or breaking. It wasn't that she was some misandrist or some thigh-length-booted domme looking to punish a long-suffering slave. It was sweeter than that. She wanted to play. She sought a man who would adore and worship her, sexually. And she had certainly found that in Robert.

She sat absent-mindedly playing with her clit, playing out the scenario she would create for their next encounter. Her fingers caressed her pussy lips, pushed inside; she teased herself with a momentary brush on her g-spot, then withdrew her fingers. Her heart's rhythm throbbed in her ears, but she made herself wait for him.

She outlined the rules to her game in a message to him.

"I want to lock you up again. I know how much you loved it last time. One week. Every day, we'll meet and fool around, but I won't let you cum. If you want out at any time, ask for the key and I'll give it to you. The longer you can last, the better the reward when I do let you out. You up for it?.. 😉"

When Robert saw he had a message from Sophia, a wave of excitement rushed through him. He delayed the gratification of reading it by closing his eyes and replaying their last encounter in his mind. His cock twitched and pushed against his underwear. He couldn't believe his luck: how had he managed to attract a woman of such beauty and sexual prowess? But it wasn't just that: she had a keen intelligence, and a kindness that reassured him, too. She had revealed a curiosity within him, and this had stoked a fire, resulting in the most intense desire he had ever felt.

Of course he was up for it.

They agreed to meet at her place - just like the first night, when Robert had fucked her against the wall. They talked and drank wine, and then confronted what they had both been eagerly anticipating. Robert stripped naked, Sophia locked him away in chastity, and she slowly stripped herself down to her lacy white lingerie.

She had given previous boyfriends lap dances and had enjoyed the thrill, but this was even more fun: Sophia's body was overwhelming, and Robert's hands were greedy for every inch of her. His senses were overloaded and he felt dizzy with the blend of her beauty, the sweet flowery scent of her perfume, and the taste of her skin, which reacted to his touched with goosebumps and evoked soft moans and pants from Sophia's soft and slightly parted lips.

Sophia say on Robert's lap facing him, and he held her tight around the waist, encircling her with both arms as if desperate to possess her. As his grip loosened, she turned and pushed her ass onto the cage, feeling his cock strain and pulsate against its prison. He unfastened her bra and cupped her breasts as the lacy fabric fell away. His hands delved down her stomach and into her underwear, where he discovered the extent of her wetness.

If Sophia's fantasy in this sexual power-play was to be worshiped, the proceeding forty-five minutes would certainly fulfil these desires. Robert lifted her and laid her out on the bed, climbed between her legs, and used his tongue to fuck her deeply. Sophia moaned as if the pleasure brought her a relief from her lust. Robert turned his tongue's attentions to Sophia's clit, simultaneously inserting two fingers inside her and pushing upwards to stimulate her g-spot.

The resulting sensation pushed Sophia quickly from a tingling straight to an explosive orgasm, but Robert didn't stop there - his forearm flexed with the thrust of his fingers, and he drew his face away, using the thumb of his other hand on Sophia's clit so that his fingers could delve unobstructed. Sophia went quiet as a second orgasm grew inside her; Robert used his fingers as though they were his stiff cock, thrusting and fucking Sophia's pussy hard. Her silent pleasure developed into soft moans which became louder and more high pitched as the orgasm built. She reached the highest plane of her orgasm and seemed to stay there, like an object reaching the zenith of its upward motion, and Robert worked hard to keep her there. She was silent again as cum rushed from her in waves, her body convulsing and her eyes rolling back in her head.

When the orgasm subsided, she held Robert's hand, pulled herself up, and kissed him deeply. "Is that the effect chastity has on you?"

"My dick is throbbing. I just wanted you so badly. I still do. The lapdance made my heart pound."

"Well, now I want to play with you. I have one condition if I am to unlock you: I need to cuff you to the bed. That way I know you're fully under my control."

Sophia threaded the cuffs through two of the steel bars at the head of the bed and locked Robert's wrists above his head. She then gave him a cheeky wink as she turned to show her pussy and ass with her knees either side of his chest and her eyes transfixed on his caged cock. She unlocked him, slid the cage off of his growing member, and watched.

Robert had had the cage on for hardly an hour, yet the relief at being free was intense. Sophia turned and stalked between his legs, pursing her lips, blowing softly on his cock and watching it twitch onto a full erection. Robert exhaled with pleasure at being allowed to get hard.

Sophia's big, dark eyes looked deeply into Robert's as she sucked his balls into her mouth, wrapping her fingers around his cock as she did so. Her light grip shuffled slowly up and down, and within seconds she felt Robert tense and moan.

"I'll get you to the edge, but if you cum, you'll be in trouble..." She gave him a devilish smile.

She pumped hard for five seconds, listening intently to Robert's breathing for any indication he was getting close, then shifted to an agonisingly slow pace that made Robert whimper. "Let's lube you up..." She let the saliva slide from her tongue onto his dick, and used one finger to tease it across the tip and down the shaft. Sophia put more saliva in her hand and caressed the length of Robert's cock, sending more shivers across his skin.

It took a further ten seconds before Sophia felt Robert tense and breathe heavily. She stopped as Robert seemed to be close, and he inhaled sharply and held it as his orgasm rushed up within him. His cock stood waiting for a final stroke - even a breath from Sophia's lips - but none was forthcoming. He exhaled slowly with a furrowed brow, his cock twitching with the sweet torment.

Suddenly, as his eyes were closed, Sophia pushed her mouth onto Robert's cock; she kept her lips fairly close together with her tongue protruding slightly to maximise the sensation, which Robert found indistinguishable from a soft, tight pussy. His moan was long and told her everything she needed to know about how much he was enjoying this new feeling. Less than a minute passed before he was forced to the edge of orgasm without release yet again, and Sophia was confident that, like in a hand of poker, she was able to read his tells as he approached the point of no return.

Twice more she toyed him to the edge, leaving him desperate to ejaculate but helplessly unable to. His cock was dripping with precum, which she took joy in licking up whilst she made sure contact with him, but she finally let him regain control of his pleasure-addled brain so that he may get rid of his troublesome erection and be locked away... until tomorrow.

She dressed with him still tied to the bed and throbbing with desire. He started a sentence that began "Please...", with his eyebrows raised to the middle of his forehead, but she put her index finger to her lips to shush him. "Ask me when your cock is soft" was her only address to him, and she took her time dressing: she straightened her hair, touched up her make-up, pulled on a chic skirt and jumper combination, and turned to look at him. Robert's eyes were closed - not in sleep, but in an attempt not to rekindle his horniness by looking back at the object of his desire.

She pushed the cage back on to his flaccid dick and instructed him further.: "Now, you will softly kiss my lips, thank me, and leave. I will see you tomorrow, 6 'o' clock, at my front door. Dress smart."

He kissed her so delicately that she felt her pussy tingle and moisten, and the urge to unlock him and have him fuck her senseless right then and there almost overwhelmed her desire to keep playing their game, but she managed to hold on.

"Thank you" he spoke in a heavy breath, and walked straight out with her just behind him, looking back only once when he was beyond her front door to savour her image for his dreams.