You took your time, slowly lacing the ropes around my wrists and ankles, securing them to the bed posts, make it a long and drawn out process.
Now that you're finished, I am bound spread eagle, my skin already tingling, anxious for your next touch.
You slowly lean over my face, hovering just out of my lips reach, taunting me with the promise of a kiss. Instead your tongue darts out quickly, giving my lips the tiniest taste of you, before retreating back behind that sinful smile. Then you bring your mouth down next to my ear and whisper, "I'm gonna have fun with you tonight."
Your breath sends a shiver down my spine and I instinctively reach out to run my fingers through your hair, only to be cut short by the rope.
You chuckle at this as you start a slow trail of kisses down my left side. Across my jaw, along my collar bone, over my breast, but avoiding my overly sensitive nipple. I whine and arch my back, trying to force it closer to your mouth, but you just keep going. Kissing down my stomach, lingering on the sensitive dip by my hip, continuing to my thigh before skirting back up towards where I really want your mouth.
I moan as I feel your breath on my pussy, willing you to lick me. You delicately spread me open and I hold my breath.
"God, you're so wet for me already," you growl.
"Please," I beg, bucking my hips.
Your hands snap to my hips, holding them motionless.
"Patience, my pet. Be still for me."
I force myself to stop moving, holding back a whimper. You bring your hands back to my pussy, spreading it wide again, and grace me with the smallest of licks, using just the tip of your tongue on my clit, then blowing lightly, the cold air making me crave your mouth even more.
That's all I get before you resume your trail of kisses back up the other side of me, following the same path until you're eventually at my mouth again. This time you allow me a kiss, my tongue darting past your lips, desperate for more of you. When you pull away you have a wicked grin, and I notice the blindfold in your hand. When did you grab that?
I don't protest as you place it over my eyes, and I lift my head to allow you to secure it. Losing my sight has already heightened my senses and I feel you move away from the bed, then out of the room. It feels like an eternity before you return, but once I hear you enter the room I lose track of you.
I'm focusing on listening to where you might be when I suddenly feel an ice cold drop of water on my stomach. I gasp loudly as more drops land along my torso, making their way up to my nipples. Then you bring the whole ice cube down on me, circling my nipples, one after the other. The cold is almost unbearable, but I feel my pussy clenching at the same time.
When I think I can't take it any more, the ice is removed, and I hiss as it's replaced by your teeth. You're biting, pulling at my nipple, adding to the harshness, before you finally relent and swirl your tongue around it, kissing gently, then move on to the next one.
I can't help but squirm through all this, wanting it to stop, wanting more, not sure which I want, just knowing that I want You.
As your mouth teases my tender nubs, one of your hands is squeezing my breast, and I feel the other start running up and down my body, repeatedly avoiding my aching pussy.
I'm panting now, and have lost the control I was barely clinging to to hold still. I'm bucking as much as my bonds will allow, whimpering and begging for you to touch me where I want, where I need.
Your hands stop their teasing and are on either side of my hips, gripping tightly and forcing my movements to stop.
"I thought I told you not to move, darling"
Before I can even begin to form a response, you land a firm slap to my tits, invoking a sharp gasp from me.
"Am I going to have to punish you tonight? I had so hoped to reward that sweet pussy of yours, but if you can't follow a simple instruction, I'm ok with changing my plans,"
"I'm sorry sir, I just want you so badly. I promise I'll be good. Please,"
Your hands have released their tight grip, and now slowly make their way down my thighs, then up to my center, and back down again.
"Please what?" you ask, as your fingertips get closer and closer to my needy cunt.
"Please, I need more. I want to feel you inside me," it comes out barely louder than a whisper, but I know you heard me.
"Like this?" you slowly slide a single finger inside me, barely past your first knuckle, then withdraw it.
I wimper as you repeat this motion, trying so hard to stay still as you tease me so cruelly. "Please, please," is all I can manage to say at this point. I've never felt so needy before, but I dare not shift my hips.
"Oh, you mean like this?" Finally, you push the full length of your finger inside me, and I never thought a single finger could feel so good. I moan loudly as you set a slow rhythm.
"Ooh yes! More..."
