I pull the silk tight around your wrist, making sure you can move a bit but not enough to be useful. I quickly check over the other three bindings holding your other limbs to the bedposts before moving around to the foot of the bed. I stand looking down at you, splayed out clad in only the lingerie I had chosen for you.
I can feel the smile pulling at the corner of my lips as I take you in, liking everything I see.
You look up at me, your head resting comfortably propped up on a pillow. You have no idea what I have planned. You came home to a gift box sitting on the table with a note that simply said, "put on." You knew a command when you were given one and did as you were told. You had come into the bedroom afterwards knowing that I would most likely be waiting for you there.
And I was, sitting at the edge of the bed, four lengths of silk laying across my lap. I smiled as soon as I saw you and you knew it was at least partly because you had done as you were instructed. It was also partly (mostly to be honest), just from seeing you.
God, she really is beautiful. And so fucking sexy.
I thought as you stood, quietly waiting for your instructions like a good sub. My good girl.
I stand and focus on what I planned. "Well done my sub. Now, lay down. On your back."
"Yes sir" you said calmly despite your rising heart rate.
I moved around the bed taking you in as I tied each of the silk lengths in place, securing you to the bed posts.
Now as you stared up at me, a wry smile across my face, you wondered,
What's next?
As if reading your mind, I reach down and pick up a roll of lumpy black fabric tied around the middle. I undo the tie and unroll the material, displaying what is wrapped inside. You feel your heart jump and your eyes go wide at what is inside.
My smile grows just a fraction more from your reaction.
I lay it out at the end of the bed between your feet and look at the three items there. The first a rather innocuous, delicate feather. The second, a much more imposing pinwheel with sharp teeth around the outer edge. The third tool for teasing and tempting looked like a small rubber glove fingertip covered in small ridges and bumps.
Looking over the collection of items I select the feather and the pinwheel first. "Are you comfortable my sub?" I ask without looking up as I run my fingers along the sides of the feather.
"Yes sir" you answer with a slight waiver in your voice.
"Good. I am glad." Step around to the side of the bed letting the very tip of the feather brush along your thigh as I do so.
Instinctively you tense your leg from the tickling sensation.
"Tonight, I am going to have some fun with you my little one. Showing you all the sensations I can make you feel." I lightly run the pin wheel up your arm as I say this, the tiny sharp teeth biting into your skin as it does. You shiver and wince. Not from the pain, that is minimal, but from the anticipation of what is coming next. "Everything from the lightest tickle that will drive you mad," I pause as the feather brushes against your cheek, "to the sharp sting of pain." Letting the pinwheel roll along the side of your neck.
You inhale sharply as you feel the cool metal mix with the hot needling feeling.
"And everything in between.
You nod your head and breath out "yes sir, thank you sir." You are surprised at how aroused you are already even though I have barely touched you. You wonder absently if your panties are as wet as you feel and if I can see it. You flush a bit at the thought but feel yourself getting more turned on.
I switch back to the feather and let it run softly down your chest and over the exposed curve of your breasts, along the edge of the bra. You squirm from the delicate sensation, wanting to feel more. You hear yourself moaning slightly. You close your eyes as you try not to focus on the maddening feeling of the feather sliding over your skin.
Suddenly the sensation changes as you feel pinpricks rolling up the center of your chest. Your eyes fly open wide from the sudden shift. You gasp deeply and search for me with your eyes. You see me, standing calmly, the same half smile on my face. Completely in control.
"Eyes on me my toy." I say as I bring the pinwheel back down your cleavage. "I want to see everything you are feeling in those beautiful eyes."
You feel my fingers unclip the center clasp of the bra, specifically purchased for this purpose. You feel your chest relax as the fabric lets go.
I use the feather to push away one cup, making sure to drag it over your stiff nipple as I do. You let out another soft moan from the feeling.
Using the pinwheel, I push aside the other cup, dragging the tiny teeth lightly up to and just over your nipple. You flex your core at the sensation, hating but loving it. You are sure by now your panties are soaked.
I lightly whisp the feather over each of your stiff nipples. "Which do you prefer my sub?" I ask as you squirm again, not even registering the low moans you are letting out now. "The light soft touch," you think you might go mad from how it feels as I tease you with the feather "the rough hash sting," the metal rolling directly over your nipple making you whine. "Or the mix of the two?"
Your eyes still on me, large and glassy, you whimper slightly before saying "whatever sir gives me I am thankful for."
"Good girl." I say rolling the pinwheel down the middle of your torso now. Slowly getting closer to the waist band of your underwear. The look of worry creeping into your eyes as I get closer. You want to say stop, to beg me not to go any lower.
"Do you trust me?" I say, pausing the pinwheel just below your navel.
You look up at me then nod "yes sir, I trust you."
"Good" the pinwheel slowly moving lower again. You feel it roll up onto the thin almost sheer fabric then change direction slightly as it moves down your thigh. You let out the breath you didn't know you were holding.
You feel the pinwheel come off your leg to move to the other side. But before you feel the cool bite of the metal on your skin again, the feeling of the feather sliding up along your pussy makes your mouth open in a silent scream as your head rolls back and your body arches slightly.
"Mmmmm good girl" I say watching your lower lip quiver slightly. Running the feather its entire length along you, I let the tip linger for a second before removing it. I give you a moment to catch your breath again.
"How are you doing my sub?"
You look at me, the need creeping into your eyes. "I want more sir."
I smile and nod, putting the tools back on the fabric and picking up the last one. I slip it over my fingertip and show you before clicking it on. You hear the hum of the small vibrator as it comes to life. "Then you will have more my sub."
