The Price of Obedience Pt. 04
Ch. 7
They reached his bedroom. Adrian's room was stark. In the center was a large king size bed with black sheets and neatly arranged pillows. He set her down on her feet at the foot of the bed. She stood there shakily, her legs still a bit wobbly.
"On the floor, Miss Keyes." He commanded her. "On your knees."
She knelt awkwardly on the dark plush rug. He walked over to the drawers that lined the walls and pulled out a silk rope.
Adrian worked in silence, his hands steady as he guided her wrists together and tied them expertly- tight enough to hold, not enough to chafe. Then he lifted her bound wrists and anchored them to one of the corner bed posts so her arms were stretched gracefully above her head. Instinctively Brianna pulled at the restraints and felt them to be quite secure. Her arms were fastened in place- she couldn't lower them nor could she cover herself. She was completely at his mercy.
The realization of her position crashed down upon her like a wave.
She was completely and utterly helpless.
It thrilled her.
It was not something she was accustomed to, being helpless. She felt the heat pooling within her as she knelt there, on display, under his unyielding gaze.
His hand came down to stroke her face. His hand glided along the slope of her shoulder, down the length of her spine, and finally came to rest at her waist. Then she felt his hand slide up to cup her breast possessively, gently squeezing her until she let out a soft gasp.
"You are mine, Miss Keyes." He said.
A tremor passed through her at his words. She shivered and felt her nipples slowly tightening under his touch, becoming stiff and erect.
"Say it." He commanded. "Tell me who you belong to."
Brianna felt her cheeks redden slightly, her pride flared briefly.
But then, she melted under his touch.
"I belong to you, Sir." She whispered, her voice faint barely audible.
"Louder." He said, his hand squeezing a little tighter on her breast.
"I belong to you, Sir." She said louder and with more conviction. She looked up at him, towering over her as she knelt at his feet.
"Good girl." He let go of her breast and he brushed his thumb across her jawline and placed it on her lips. He pressed down gently on her lower lip, parting her mouth slightly.
"Open."
Obediently, she opened her mouth. He traced her bottom lip one more time with his thumb before sliding it into her mouth.
Her lips closed around his thumb and she began to suck. She could taste the faint salt of his skin- her cheeks hollowing as she slightly. He withdrew his thumb.
"I'm going to use your mouth now." It wasn't a request. It was a statement of fact. It was simply what was going to happen. His hand gripped the back of her head, not painfully, just enough to rid Brianna of any doubt as to who was in control. Brianna felt her thighs becoming slick with her arousal yet again. The hunger inside of her coiled tighter the desire evident in the way she looked up at him. He had total control over her and she felt a slow burn starting in her core at this knowledge. She was his to use.
Slowly. Deliberately. Adrian unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. He let his trousers fall around his ankles revealing his manhood. Brianna swallowed nervously as she took in his impressive size. He gripped her by her chin.
"Lick."
Tentatively, keeping her eyes on him as she did so, Brianna stuck out her tongue and licked the frenulum at the base of the head. Her tongue flitted from side to side before swirling over the tip. She watched his face carefully, gratified to see the way his eyes darkened as her tongue slithered over his penis. She tried to take more of his cock but realized, as her arms strained against the bonds, that she could not lean any further. She looked up at his face and wished she hadn't. His eyes were sparkling with amusement at her attempts to suck his cock and she flushed with embarrassment. She averted her gaze feeling a little annoyed, but before her irritation grew Adrian stepped closer and caressed her cheek, turning her face to look at him.
"Don't be mad, my little pet." He purred. His casual use of the word 'pet' sent another shiver of pleasure through Brianna before she could hide it. "I'm just delighted to see you so... eager."
She blushed deeper still. She tried to turn away again but his grip on her chin held her firmly in place.
"I'm going to use your throat now Brianna." Her eyes widened but she nodded slowly. Anxiety gripped at her stomach. She had given blowjobs before but she had never deepthroated anyone. Most guys she had dated had been more focused on pleasing her and ensuring that she was satisfied with their performance. Now faced with the prospect of taking Adrian's impressive shaft and without even the use of her hands to brace herself was daunting to say the least.
Adrian gently stroked her face, sensing her apprehension. "If it gets too much, just shake your head from side to side and I'll stop."
Brianna nodded again, feeling slightly more reassured.
At her acceptance, Adrian pressed his cock against her lips until she parted them. He slid it in, further and further, one hand holding her hair back, the other cradling her jaw, guiding her in. Brianna felt her mouth stretching to accommodate his girth, her cheeks hollowing. When he was almost fully inside, Brianna felt his cock hitting the back of her throat and her throat began constricting around his member. She felt her eyes watering and her gag reflex beginning to kick in. She felt her chest tighten and panic setting in.
