My Fwb Dom Experience Ch 04

I consistently went back to your house, entrapped in your web of pleasure and mind play. It was about once a week that it worked out in our schedules to meet again.

During my last visit you put padded cuffs on my wrists and ankles and tied my arms above my head to the ceiling, my legs moderately spread apart. You explored my body and pleasured me teasingly until I could hardly stand on my own. I struggled to use my arms to keep myself upright during the few orgasms you gave me. After slackening the ropes holding my arms you asked me to bend over and it was one of the few times you wanted sex with me in the basement.

Each time I saw you the excitement built, and each time wondering what you would do the next time. I knew you didn't want to hurt me, you just wanted me to feel pleasure like I had never felt it before. And I had gotten more comfortable being around you like that, naked and vulnerable, but always with nervous excitement.

I liked that you were a normal person but that you had a hidden fantasy of bondage on me. I liked your confidence and dom nature, and how you did it in a fun and trusting way that appealed very much to me. I knew it was a fantasy you never got to do, and I felt a sense of privilege I got to experiment it with you. Somehow we clicked on that.

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There was one occasion that stuck in my mind in the beginning of our exploration, somewhere around the fourth or fifth visit. I got to your house and you invited me in, seeing that smile that always magically made me feel more at ease some.

After coming through your front door I followed you into the kitchen like the other times and you poured some wine. We sipped our glasses as we reminisced of our week and other goings-ons. Inside I'm a wreck with excitement and nervousness even though I trust you more. That feeling never seemed to go away.

We talked a short while and you asked, "Are you ready?"

"I guess so," replying with a smile as I excused myself to the bathroom.

From the other side of the door I heard you say, "Don't forget to come out naked, baby."

I came out bare, my heart beating with excitement, exposed and vulnerable. You still had your clothes on as usual, speaking without words that you are dominate and in control of the situation. I wondered what you look at on my body. I wondered what excitement maybe you felt doing this to me.

You led me downstairs to your shop and I saw the work table you had me on the first time, but this time I noticed new things on it like metal pipes and hooks and foam pieces.

"What is all this?" I asked trying to survey how it would all be used. It was obvious that it was a more aggressive form of restraint.

"You'll see sweetheart, don't worry. You know that I'll take good care of you. But first I need to get the cuffs on you."

You placed the somewhat familiar cuffs around my ankles and wrists that you used the previous time, but this time you added a padded leather collar around my neck. The notion that I was your submissive play thing caused more excitement to stir within me. My body responded to your actions, growing sensitive to your touches. Your hands traced a path across my legs and arms and body as you wrapped and buckled each cuff to me.

You motioned me to get up on the table again and I couldn't help feeling as though my body was on display for you as I got more on your level.

"So put your knees on the foam pads here." There were two pipes coming up from the table with another pipe covered in foam between those two pipes. The foam pads were at the base of the two vertical pipes, and I positioned myself kneeling on them.

"Now bend over doggy for me, baby".

As I bent over I put my elbows on the other foam pads you placed. I naturally knew that's where you expected my elbows to go, and also noticing where the hooks were for my cuffs. The padded pipe that I was bending over was touching the front of my legs, but you adjusted it and moved it up so that my hips and tummy were more resting on it. I could tell why you made it that way.

I feel very vulnerable that you wanted me in that position. The cuffs had rings on them, and you hooked the rings to the hooks screwed into the table. My feet and wrists were secured, unable to move them much then. A short piece of chain attached to the table clipped onto my collar, preventing me from raising my neck up very much.

Feeling your hands around my legs and the act of you restraining me to the table excited me more. The tingles and wetness in my kitty increased, especially as your fingers grazed across my pink lips. You then got another pipe, also with foam around it, that attached to the other pipes beside me and it came down on my back.

"Relax your back for me," directing me as you slid the pipe down onto my back more firm and tightened the screws. Unable to see behind me much, I still knew my ass was really sticking up for your view.

You have me trapped, my body firmly wedged in your contraption, and I could detect how much you were enjoying it. You asked me often if I'm comfortable and ok, and that means a lot I know you don't want to hurt me. It was a slightly awkward position with my back arched down like that, but not uncomfortable that I had to say anything to you.

You come around and put the blindfold on me, but this time you put headphones on me and a playlist of music and drowns out anything else I can hear you doing.

As I adjusted to the darkness and music, I could tell you were moving around when the whiffs air from your body blew on my skin. At one point I got the sense you were behind me. "What are you looking at?" went through my thoughts. The intimate parts of my body exposed to you, and I couldn't do anything. My kitty. My butt in the air. My boobs. My body. I have to trust you now.

Your hand caressed down my back. You cupped and fondled one of my boobs for several seconds. Then your hand went across my butt down my leg. Arousal began to overtake my emotions. Starting softly and going up the inside of my leg as you neared closer to my pussy. Your touch on her sent shivers across me.

You were delicate at first. Touching my lips. Pulling them some. Rubbing my clit and dipping your finger into my wetness. Rubbing my legs and butt. My body was in overload with all the sensations going on and could only feel what you were doing. You continued to softly tease my clit a little while, while playing around with all of my most private bits between my legs. My soft moans seem so magnified with the headphones on, not knowing how loud I am actually sounding to you.

As you worked me slowly over several minutes to a building orgasm you suddenly stopped. Why did you stop? Where did you go? She wants more! Are you standing there? Did you leave?

"Steven?" I asked if you are there and listened carefully for your answer over the drown of the music. I started to worry something happened to you, or maybe it's part of your game. As the minutes passed my mind couldn't help but wonder where you were. I had thoughts of how could I get out of the straps if something had really happened to you.

Not really knowing how much time passed but maybe about 10 minutes later I felt what I thought was your warm breath blowing on my pussy.

I asked again in a nervous chuckle if you are there, "Steven? I seriously hope that's you!" You still didn't answer.

Moments later your fingers spread something cool on my lips and I believed it was lube. Are you going to put something in me again? Your fingers spread the cool wetness inside my slit and in the entrance of my hole.

You rubbed my clit a little and a cold lube covered object was sliding back and forth on my lips and near my hole and you pushed it slowly in. As it passed my muscle it popped in and startled me, and I suspected it was a ball of some kind. I asked you with a snicker, "What was that?!" But you don't answer.

Another similar lube covered ball came to my pussy and you pushed that one also into my pleasure hole. I could feel it hit the first ball inside me. You repeated with another one, filling my vagina and pushing the first one even deeper against my cervix. I'm wasn't sure what they were at the time and I got a little worried how we would get them out. I felt your finger push the balls deeper as you continued to rub me into ecstasy.

I then felt you attempting to add another ball and it almost didn't want to stay in. I could feel you pushing it gently against my insides so I tried to relax and hold it in and not push them out.

I wanted to please you and do my best to keep them in for you. The last ball was right on the inside edge of my muscle and I had to concentrate on keeping it there. The slipperiness of the lube made it difficult. My vagina felt so full and naughty.

You kept rubbing my clit more with your fingers, and what felt like your thumb just inside my vagina feeling the balls in me. I focused on not pushing, and used my abdomen muscles to keep them sucked in.

I loved your touch and confidence on her but you showed a gentleness also. Then you stopped again. Are you there? I was feeling really horny, and now you stop? She wanted to keep feeling your touch.

I didn't know where you were again. It messed with my head that I didn't know if you are watching me or left to go somewhere or do something else. Are you staring at my body? Are you preparing to do something else?

It was maybe at least 10 more minutes and soft breeze moves around my head. Are you in front of me now? I felt your hand under my chin, lifting my head, and your erect cock met my lips. A wetness touched my lips and assume it's your precum leaking. Trying to be the good girl, I opened my mouth to receive your head.

I still felt the balls inside filling me and I still struggled to keep the last one from falling out. You grabbed my breasts, playing with them while I suck you more as you fill my mouth deeper.

Your fingers gently pinched my firm nipples, then you withdrew your cock from my mouth and moved around beside me, caressing my body and breasts and my legs. I had hoped you were going to return back to my incredibly aroused kitty. By then she was so worked up and begging for an orgasm.

Your fingers found their way back to her again, doing your magic that you ddi so well. Your touch is so addictive. You got more aggressive pleasuring me and you helped me hold the balls in with your other hand as now it's hard to stay relaxed as my orgasm builds.

It's hardly any more time and I released and exploded into a wave of pleasure and vocalization. I could feel myself pushing out a few of the balls with the spasms from my orgasm. I felt the vibrations of them bouncing on the table and somewhat heard them through the headphones. The bars and straps held me from the movement my body was trying to fight against. You left me panting and exhausted.

Initially you left me still strapped to the supports on the table. As I was still catching my breath I could feel your fingers enter me and felt you trying to get the last two balls out so I try to help push them out. That worked for the first one, but the last one I felt you trying to reach it but it was too deep and I couldn't push it out.

You leave again and I'm not sure where you went. A few minutes later you came back, and I adjusted to something cold and metal going inside me. At the time I couldn't tell what it was. I felt it grabbing the ball and you pulled it out. Later on you told me it was golf balls, and you used two spoons to get the last one out.

You took off the headphones and blindfold and it was very bright. As my eyes adjusted from the glare I saw that you are fully naked and obviously very excited with your aroused cock. You untied me and its like I'm back to reality, my sight and hearing back. As I glance at your hardened and excited cock you help me get off the table.

You bent me over the edge of the table and proceeded to rub your head through my slit back and forth, front to back. Each time near my vagina you put more pressure as if you were trying to enter me, but obviously teasing me. I wanted to feel your full length penetrate me.

Looking back at you I finally I felt your head slip past my entrance and easily slid into my lubricated walls, filling me with your hardness. The single movement of your full length felt so good. You paused a moment, your hands rubbing my back and hips, then started your sensual rhythm of fucking me, eventually exploding into your own wave of pleasure.

I loved that I could be your fuck toy after all of the pleasure and experiences you gave me. My pussy was very satisfied but exhausted. When you were done you let me go upstairs to get cleaned up and we hung out a little longer as we talked about the experience and other small talk.

As I left and walked to my car I couldn't help but smile and wonder how did I get to this place with you. So intense and wonderful. There WILL be more times, I'm addicted!