She sighed quietly hearing the light switch flick off. He had placed her on the bed and bound each arm to the posts, stretching her out. Then He had opened her legs wide and tied them down to the end of the bed. She found herself shuddering remembering the feel of his hands holding her ankles to the bed. Then He had slipped the blindfold over her eyes. She knew that she had to trust Him, but her body quivered slightly from the darkness.
She lay there listening as He walked around the room. He was preparing everything for their time together, but she could not see Him. She wanted to know and see. She felt her heart beat pick up, accelerating as she felt His finger tips lightly caress her stomach. Her body lurched off of the bed, a small moan escaping her glistening lips. She heard something tear and tried to place the sound. Her brain worked at trying to figure out what it was.
A small muffled scream escaped as the cold hit her body. She felt the tip of her nipple responding to the cold, hardening. Suddenly the cold hit her lips, and she felt Him shove it into her mouth. She realized then that He held a popsicle. Her lips were forced open as He pushed it into her mouth. "Suck," He commanded. Her mouth instinctively wrapped tighter around the treat and began sucking.
She felt the juices begin to melt into her mouth, the taste of grape filling it. She whimpered softly as He pushed it in several times and then pulled it out just as her head started bobbing up and down. She felt the loss, feeling the moisture building between her thighs. Her gasp echoed in the small room as He let the popsicle trail down her cheek, down her neck and across her collar bone.
Her body pulled off of the bed as He swirled it around her breast, the juices trickling down the sides of her body and falling onto the cloth underneath. He swirled the popsicle in tighter circles, slowly moving inward towards her nipple. She felt her own body respond to His teasing, her arms tightening, pulling at the binds and pushing her chest upwards to meet Him, wanting to feel it, right there. She moaned again, moving her body from side to side to feel the touch of the treat against her nipple.
He watched her, keeping the popsicle from touching her there. He continued making smaller circles around her breast watching her writhe under Him. He looked down and saw the glisten of moisture on her pussy lips. He smiled to Himself and touched the popsicle to her nipple. His smile widened at the drops of moisture that were visible coming from inside of her. He listened to her deep moans feeling the pleasure surrounding Him, building the fire deep within His body. He felt Himself harden and took a deep breath.
He moved the popsicle across her body and without teasing pushed it against her nipple. He felt her body stiffen more as she felt the painful cold and the push of the popsicle into her breast. (She always did enjoy a good stiff cock pushing into her breast.) She gasped and wiggled underneath of Him. Quickly He trailed the popsicle lower, down her stomach. He watched as her breath moved in and out and her stomach up and down. He moved even lower and watched it slip over her clit, the length of it moving against her slit.
His head lowered and His mouth wrapped around her nipple sucking hard at the peak. Feeling it push against the top of His mouth, He moved His mouth around and bit down, pulling back His head, He stretched her nipple and breast away from her body. Looking down at His hand, He watched as He turned the popsicle and shoved it between her lips, forcing it to open her. He watched as her ass rose off the bed, her body taunt with the desire and pain that was raging through her. He began to move it in and out of her, feeling her muscles clamp down around it. He watched as the juices began to mix and leak out of her body. His mouth continued to suck and pull at her nipple, teeth biting down harder before a swirl of His tongue took the sting away.
She felt her body lift from the bed as His mouth descended on her breast. She felt her womb clench and the juices dripping out of her pussy. She felt displayed for Him and moaned, knowing He was watching and she could not see. Her eyes clenched closed as the pain shot through her body as He forced the cold popsicle inside of her body. She felt it stretch her as she gasped for air. She shifted trying to find relief from the cold, but it was there, constant. She moved her hips, trying to pull away, but she was bound tight.
She felt her juices mixing with the melting popsicle. She felt the sticky residue on her breasts and sides. She squirmed under Him, His mouth felt so hot and wet against her skin and the popsicle so cold inside her. Her body was in constant motion, moving against His mouth and hand. She felt her pussy tighten and knew she loved this, loved Him. She was reminded in that moment that she was His and why. She cried out in pleasure.
He watched her closely feeling the pleasure building inside of her. He continued pushing the popsicle into her until it was gone. With quick movements He tossed the stick aside. His hand came back and slapped against her pussy. He loved the sound of her scream as it filled His ears. He heard the loud smack as His palm met the large amount of wetness. Again He raised His hand up and brought it down and smacked her hard. Her body jerked, pulling on the binds at her wrists and ankles. He waited, watching her body tight with need. In a calm and controlled voice, He said, "I'm waiting."
She shrank back from His hand even as she pushed into it. She felt the blows to her pussy vibrate through her body, shaking her. She felt all the muscles in her body tighten and her arms and legs were pulling, begging to be let go. She writhed under His hand, biting her lips as His hand hit her again. She stilled at the sound of His voice and took a breath. With a quavering voice, she whispered, "Please, please Sir may Your girl cum." Then she waited her body on the edge of need and wanting to crash over.