His voice trails off. Even as he says it he is aware of the futility of his situation. Also that the word worship can mean many things.
I give him an evil smile. "My game, my rules, remember?"
"But why?" he whispers.
"You put clamps on my nipples. They hurt." I look at him and pout.
"You said I could do whatever I wanted with you."
"Yes, but you didn't have to clamp my nipples. They still ache. I plan to make your balls ache even more than my nipples."
He groans and closes his eyes again. His cock waves happily in the air, eager for attention. I prolong the wait as I reach for the remote which controls the clit vibrator still strapped around my waist and legs. I thumb the remote and set the vibrations to low, not enough to make me cum but enough to keep me aroused and on edge. I turn back to my husband's beautiful cock.
I gaze at it for a long moment, keeping him waiting. Then I reach out and stroke him hard a few times, keeping him aroused. I stop and move my hand away, studying his face. Then I grasp the base of his shaft with my left hand and squeeze, at the same time touching the tip lightly with the fingers of my right hand. It is an exquisite tease I learned long ago, and I watch his breathing become rapid and shallow. His eyes are closed, his mouth partly open.
"Open your eyes and watch me."
He looks at me and moans softly. He can't decide whether to watch me or watch his cock being tormented. It doesn't matter, of course, and I smile brightly. I continue to play with the tip of his engorged member, playing with him the same way he did with me. When I roll his cock back and forth between my flat palms, he groans softly.
I realize I haven't tied his legs yet, so I move off the bed and pull his ankles down to the bed posts, tying them off with a flourish. His legs are strong and he could resist if he wanted, but he allows me to secure them. He is splayed out on the bed before me, his body stretched and taut. He is silent, but his eyes follow my every move. I stare into his eyes and smile again.
"Your cock belongs to me," I whisper.
Then I kneel between his outstretched legs, still staring at him. I reach under my dress and begin to play with my nipples, exposing my breasts. I close my eyes and put my head back, enjoying the feeling as I caress and twist and pull on them. There is still a dull ache from the nipple clamps, so my touch is tender. My husband can't take his eyes off them. My eyes drift to the vibrator remote laying on the bed beside us.
"My clit belongs to me as well," I say softly.
He moans in response, so I raise up on my knees and put my hand between my legs, licking my lips while gazing into his eyes. When I push two fingers into my still sopping pussy, he groans again and tries to lift his hips. There is nothing he has ever wanted more than to push his throbbing cock as deep into me as possible. I continue the show for awhile longer until he moans again. I bend down, putting my mouth close to his cock. I look up at him, eyes wide and innocent. There is no mistaking the pleading look in his eyes.
When I take him into my mouth, he tries to raise his hips again. I am careful not to bring him over the edge, aware of the sounds he makes and the movement of his body. For awhile I suck only the tip, slowly and methodically, holding the base of his shaft with one hand and moving the tip of my tongue in circles around the head. Then I move my tongue up and down the underside, again slowly and intently, keeping him as close to the edge as possible without letting him go over. I raise up, staring at his face, his body squirming under me. I wait a long moment for his pleasure to recede, then I bend down again and suck his whole shaft, very lightly and even slower than before. I keep this up until he is on the edge again, his body unable to remain still. When I raise up, there is only despair in his face.
I can tell he is close to ejaculating, so I reach into my bag and pull out another toy. The flogger is leather, soft and supple, and I drag it slowly over his fully engorged shaft, watching his face all the while. The despair is instantly replaced by alarm. I swish the flogger back and forth on his cock, my husband unable to take his eyes away. I have never done this to him before, so he doesn't know what to expect. I have no intention of hurting him, of course, I only want to keep his orgasm at bay. I move to the side of the bed and begin to flog the underside of his shaft, keeping a close eye on his face. Then I shift again, flogging both the sides and top of his cock, before moving to the underside again. I keep this up for several minutes, creating just enough discomfort to cause his orgasm to recede.
When I put the flogger back in my bag, I glance at the clock. A little after ten thirty. He has been hard for well over an hour, so I reach down and loosen the cock ring, allowing blood to flow again. I grab the clit vibrator remote and go sit in the chair in the corner. When his full attention is on me, I begin to play with my teats again, fingering my nipples and squeezing my breasts. I smile at him as I put my hand down between my legs, playing with my pussy lips and pushing a finger deep inside me. My eyes close and my mouth opens as I continue to pleasure myself. I leave the vibrator on low, but I push it harder against my clit. Even though I have cum multiple times already, I feel the orgasm start to build. I don't want to cum, but I want to give my husband a show and make him watch the look on my face. I keep the vibrator pressed against my clit until I start to pant.
"Are you enjoying this?" I ask with a throaty moan.
He nods, his hips still moving up and down, his cock fucking the empty air. I continue to play with myself for a little while longer, then get up from the chair and move back to the bed. I idly caress myself while thinking for a moment, then reach down under the dress and remove the clit vibrator, dropping it to the floor. I put the Hitachi on the bed, then get back up and straddle my husband backwards, my pussy in his face and my mouth near his throbbing cock. I lower my hips down onto him, and he responds by pushing his tongue into my wet hole and licking my clit. We have done this many times before, of course, but I suspect that he is distracted by his desperate need. I reach down and retighten the ring around my husband's engorged member, and it throbs and pulses in front of me, his balls tight and blue. They look like they ache, and I smile to myself.
Then I grab the Hitachi and thumb the setting to low. I hear him groan under me, and I take my time before I put the head of the vibrator into his scrotum, behind his balls. I hold it there a beat, varying the pressure. Then I increase the vibrations and hold it against him still longer. His body squirms as he tries to get away, but I keep the toy pressed into his scrotum. He tries to keep licking my clit, but his attention to me is wavering.
I pull the tool away and admire his cock again. When I move the vibrator to the underside, he jumps. I move it up and down his engorged member, just barely touching him, keeping him on the edge. He grunts and again tries to move away. When I squeeze the base of his shaft and move the vibrator all around the head, he groans loudly and starts to thrash his hips. I pull it away, touch it, pull it away again, repeating the tease as his body continues to jerk under me. I can tell he is very close, so I sit up and toss the wand on the side of the bed.
His breathing is shallow and ragged, but he goes back to kissing and sucking my clit. I'm sure he wants to make me cum again, so I raise my hips where he can't reach me. Propping myself on my elbows, I go back to stroking him with my hands, varying the rhythm and pressure, keeping him hard. His cock throbs and twitches, bobbing in front of my face, the veins bulging out so prominently I can see the blood flowing into it. I push my cunt back down on his face and grasp the base of his cock with both hands and squeeze. When I put my lips around the head and suck, he cries out.
