She was enjoying her usual evening ritual. The bath was very hot and scented with jasmine. The aromatherapy candles burned, scenting the air with a heady aroma. She relaxed with a joint and a rye & ginger. When she got out she wrapped herself in a big terry robe and retreated to bed with a good book.
She removed her robe and slipped between the cool sheets. The coolness against her warm body made her skin tingle. She tried to get into her book but her body would not relax so she turned off the light and let her hands wander over her sensitized body. Then she heard a noise. Had she locked the door? Couldn't remember (stupid pothead).
Suddenly He stood in the doorway of her bedroom, "What were you doing?"
"Nothing, going to sleep," she lied, but her body squirmed and heated at the thought of her bad behavior, both touching herself and lying to Him.
He moved to the bed beside her and reached under the blankets to stroke her body. His touch made her body burn and that ache that was constantly in her womb flared to an almost overpowering throb. She arched into His touch.
As his hand finally caressed her swollen cunt he encountered her wetness. "You're awfully hot and wet for sleeping, you're not lying to me are you?"
Her cunt pulsed, her body squirmed as her lying was so odvious.
"It feels like maybe you were trying to pleasure yourself. Guess what? Your body is not yours to please. It is Mine," His voice was calm, not angry, which was even more unsettling.
His fingers found her clit and gently rubbed it, teasing her until it was red and swollen with a desire that burned deep within her. She squirmed and wriggled in anticipation of the orgasm that was building with intensity. Than he stopped, slid his hand lightly down her inner thigh, "Your punishment will be denial of what you so odviously want," he whispered to her. "That should also remind you that this body belongs to me, to please or punish as I wish, and in light of your indescretian I have no desire to please it. You will have to earn that privilege"
Her whole body trembled and her dripping cunt pulsed with desire as he bound her to the bed. Once He had her secured he lightly ran his hands all over her and watched her arch and squirm trying to get more, but she was bound to snugly to accomplish it. "Please don't do this," she whispered, but that was another lie. She wanted everything He did.
"Save your breath, pet, because before this is done you will truly beg," he told her, "and if you cum without my permission your penance will be excrutiating."
He found her bag of toys while she lay panting and exposed to Him. Her trepidition and arousal combined to eliminate all other thoughts from her head. From the bag he pulled a set of nipple clamps, and a vibrator, and a feather. He slowly began to work her body. First He sucked her breasts, gently biting her nipples until they were hard, tight little buds that He fastened the clamps to. The sudden bite of the clamps after the gentle sucking shot fire into her cunt and made her strain against her bonds. He gave a quick tug on the chain attached to the nipple clamps to make sure they were fastened securely and she moaned as she felt the tug all the way into her inner being. Then he knelt between her legs, just looking at first, gently blowing on her horny cunt, just enough to let her anticipate. Then all at once His mouth was on her, licking the puffy lips of her snatch, teasing her to maddening heights, taking her clit into His mouth. Her body quivered and shook, she was there, then he stopped.
"Please, please don't..........," she begged, almost against her will.
"I told you, I'm not going to." He laughed, "Oh, you meant don't stop. You don't want to cum already. do you?"
"Yes, please, make me cream, i want it so bad, please," she whimpered.
"I don't think you really want it yet, and like i said, you will have to earn that privilege," He told her as he moved His body up the bed and positioned himself with his cock over her mouth.