The rules had been set forth before the evening events were to take place.
1. I was not allowed to speak, whimper, giggle, moan or make any other sounds that my lips could possible make.
2. I was not allowed to use my hands, for anything. No touching, no adjusting. And if I were to try, my hands would then be tied together.
3. I would do everything he said without hesitation or deliberation. Complete trust was to be given upon him.
4. If, and only if I wanted to stop, we mutually decided on the safe word: please.
5. And finally, throughout the entire session, I was to enjoy myself in every aspect of the word. I was to take in every detail and relish in the pleasure that was soon to be given to me.
With that out of the way, we started our evening which was to begin the moment I got home from work. Opening the front door, he was there to greet me with a long, lingering kiss. Without saying a word, he handed me a glass of wine, took my other hand and led me to the bathroom where a hot bubble bath had been drawn and waiting for me. It was dark throughout the house, with just the occasional flicker of candle light set here and there. He then proceeded to undress me, before which he pressed his forefinger to my lips and said, "Remember, no talking."
As I smiled at him, he lifted my top up and over my head, and tossed that to the side. Next was my bra that he masterfully unhooked with one successful swoop of his fingers. That was tossed aside as well, as my breasts were released and able to breathe without the added material. Taking one in his hand, he squeezed it ever so slightly, making my nipple stand erect under his skin. I could feel a moan try to escape my lips, but I pursed my lips together so that it could stay inside my chest. He continued the strip show as he slid my skirt down around my hips and to the floor. I stepped out of it carefully as I still had my kitten heals on. He took those off of me as well, as I stood before him completely naked.
He told me to get into the water and get comfortable. Obeying his orders, I dipped my toes in the water to test the heat. Perfect, he knows what I like and it was just hot enough to relax my aching muscles from the hard day of work I had just accomplished. He took his hands and a cloth and went on to wash my body. He washed me from head to toe, getting all my crevices, while concentrating mostly on my breasts and my pussy. I sipped my wine as he did his majic on my skin. As his hands wandered down to my pussy, my breathing quickened and a soft moan escaped me. He heard this and cocked an eyebrow up at me as a warning. Once more, I smiled at him and he continued his washing.
Once he was done washing my body, including my hair, he held out his hand to help me out of the claw tub. He then hurried out of the room to the mudroom to retrieve something. I heard the dryer door slam and wondered what he was up to. He then returned to the bathroom with a freshly washed oversized towel that was fresh out of the dryer. It was still warm and it felt so good on my chilled skin. He went on to dry my body, making sure that every inch of my flesh was dry and supple.
By this time, I had already gone through one bottle of wine and another cork had been popped just before I was finished in the tub. Feeling a lot more relaxed from the wine and the hot bath, he led me to the bedroom where candles lined its perimeter. It was beautiful and it smelled of gardenia, which he knows is my favorite scent. He told me to lie down on the bed, on my stomach. He had the pillows strategically placed, so that I would have the most comfort, and he would have the best access to my goodies.
Giving him a wink, I got comfortable on the bed and patiently waited for what was to happen next. I didn't know what he had planned. I didn't know what to expect. Beforehand, I told me that he could do whatever he wanted. I was his submissive wench for the night, and he had full reign on the evening's events. He took full advantage of that, believe me!
As I lied there on the bed, he seemed to be collecting a few things and placed them on the bed so that he could easily reach them when the time came for their use. Without my knowing, he gathered 2 of our favorite vibrators, a silk scarf, body oil, and nipple clamps, and carefully spread them out next to my feet. He also retrieved the two wine bottles, the empty one and the one we were working on at the time. I wouldn't be able to see them down there, and everything was to be kept secret. I'd find out what he was using when it was used on me.
He proceeded to put the body oil in his hands, as he rubbed them together, getting it warm. He then took his strong hands and rubbed my calves from my feet to the backs of my knees. One by one he did this. Getting a little harder with each stroke up towards my knees. He then shifted his body closer and moved up to my thighs. Rubbing each thigh, he'd tease a bit and rub down between my thighs and just barely touching my hidden treasure. He then moved up towards my ass and took each cheek in his hands and squeezed on them like they were two ripe melons and he was testing them for the best one in the market.
I softly moaned into my pillow, it felt too good not to, but I didn't want him to hear me. He proceeded up my back and my shoulders, down each arm and back to my ass. He spent a lot of time on my bottom, that's one of his favorite features on me. With a light slap on my ass, he took his hands and squeezed as he bent over and ran his tongue down the crack and towards the ass hole. My natural reflex is to move my ass upwards so that he could have more of it as he pleased. Normally he liked this. He enjoyed licking my ass, as well as playing with it with his fingers. Tonight wasn't an exception.
I pushed my ass towards him, welcoming his playful tongue. With his hands on my hips, he pulled my ass closer to his face and with one long motion, licked me from ass to pussy to clit and back down again. This only made for my juices to start flowing, and it showed as he wiped them from his goatee. He told me to relax as I heard my vibrator start up. I spread my legs slightly for him as he ran the vibrator down my crack, to the awaiting hole. He gently poked the head of the vibrating rod into my ass and asked me if that felt good. "Nod your head if you like that, baby."
Of course, I nodded my head and he plunged the rod deeper into my ass. My mouth dropped open but nothing came out as he continued to force the vibrator deeper and deeper into my ass. While he did this, his free hand made its way under me and found my budding clit. It was swollen and wanting to be touched. He softly flicked my clit with his finger as his other hand rammed the big rod into my tight ass. I could feel an orgasm coming upon me as I pushed my hips back towards him even further. The vibrator was inside of me as deep as it could possibly go as my body clinched down on it and sucked it in a half inch more. My pussy gushed its sweet juices as his fingers moved frantically on my hard clit. He then stopped the vibrator and slid it out of my gaping ass.
He told me to roll over onto my back as he quietly whispered in my ear, "That's my girl."
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He took the silk scarf and started at my feet, dangling the smooth material just above my skin. I could barely feel it but when I did, it sent shivers up and down my body. He moved from my feet, up my legs and to my stomach and breasts. He then told me to sit up for a moment as he placed the scarf around my head, and over my eyes. I was not to witness any other part of this activity. He tied it loosely around my head, and lyed me back down.
He placed his lips on mine and passionately kissed me for what seemed like an hour. His tongue darted in and out of my mouth, as we both explored each other's mouth with our tongues. A stirring in my pussy came about just from his kisses. He knows how to kiss me, he knows me so well as to what I like and what gets me going. His lips made their way down my neck, to my collarbone and down to my breasts.
