Play Night pt. 3 of 6: Escalation (That's a Slippery Slope)
You didn't realize how sore your legs and arms had become when he finally lets you lay on your back. The knee high socks helped a little, but all the normal sensations come rushing in. Your shoulders beginning to ache, your knees screaming from having been on all fours for so long. You are a little surprised when he brings you your water bottle filled with cool refreshment. Realizing how much moisture you must have lost in the last hour, you gulp down the water greedily. Or hour
s
? You can't actually tell how long it's really been since it all started.
"Don't want my girl passing out from dehydration now do we?" He gulped from his own glass and set it near his side of the bed. "Here...Come here."
He sits down next to you after you finish refilling yourself and motions for you to scoot over towards him. His arms wrap around your shoulder from the side as you slightly lean back against him. You both shift a bit, trying to maneuver around the most sweat soaked spots of clothing as you press up against each other. He starts using the edges of the towel to try and dry off what he can on your dew covered body. You also notice, looking up, the amount of sweat that's formed on his brow, making his hair wet. "I should have brought more than one towel" he mumbles offhandedly to himself as he briefly looks around the room like one will magically be sitting in a corner.
You reach up and wipe the sweat off his face, drying it on the towel beneath you. The contrast with his previous demeanor almost seems to clash with his now more snuggley self, but you soon realize it's not as different as it first seems.
As he leans in and softly kisses you, you hear a click and a buzz coming from his hand. It seems like the thing he had gotten from your nightstand earlier was your vibrator, and the little beast was now moving across your sensitive breasts and down between your legs to your still drenched and waiting cunt.
Still kissing you, he pushes the end against you just above your clit, the setting just high enough to feel it lightly buzz your stiff button. You gasp into his mouth with the buildup starting up again, stronger than the first time. A "Fuck" slips past your lips before you can catch it, followed by a resounding wallop on the outside of your thigh. The awkwardness of the angles keeps it from being too hard, but he still lands a good hit.
"What did I say about being a little whore." Your vibrator starts moving in small circles, just millimeters from your aching clit.
"I'm sorry, daddy." You whimper, your mind shifting back in to focus.
"I want you to be my good girl, baby," he whispers to you softly, his forehead still pressed against yours. "That's why I'm doing this. So you can stop being a naughty slut and I can start giving you rewards."
You can't help but lean in to him as he vibrates your throbbing mound, pressing up against his warmth now that your damp areas have begun collecting a chill. The feelings going through you are becoming confusing. You feel both safe and anxious, the soreness and lingering burn from your ass combining with the tingly rising tide in your loins. Similar to the tugging feelings of self conscious shame contrasting with the desire and longing you felt coming from his hands and eyes when he was examining your body back at the start.
You can't help but kiss his arm wrapped around your shoulders as he holds you, toying with you and comforting you at the same time. You almost expecting another slap for your unbidden action, but he either doesn't register the slight or simply accepts it.
You find yourself able to resist the buildup more this time, either due to it being more gradual or because you're better prepared, you're not sure. He clicks your vibrator and it kicks up a notch. Rather than wanting him to just get it over with or slow down to let you recover more, this time you allow yourself to start sinking in to the feeling. Because of the position, you risk rocking your hips up a little, trying to be as subtle as possible.
Again you can't tell if he notices or not, but he holds the speed and position for a bit longer as you suddenly notice the disconnect from how much time has passed again. If you weren't so fucking horny you could almost fall asleep like this.
"I think we've warmed up enough to move to the next step," he says shifting away and going over to the bed. He comes back with one of his pillows. "Now, flip over on your tummy and put this under your waist so your ass is up."
You comply, getting comfortable while he takes all his cloths off. You realize neither of you have been naked this whole time. He then tugs your shorts and panties down to your thighs as you try to figure out what's coming next.
"Here," he hands you your vibrator, "put this in the same spot I had it and keep it on the same setting for now, but be ready to turn it up if I say, understand?"
"Yes, daddy" you respond with your head turned to look slightly up at him, your eyes drawing to his half hard cock, a slight glint of pre-cum on the end, which gives your womb a quiver at the sight. Goddamn what you wouldn't give to have him pound you right now.
Unfortunately, it's almost as if he's read your mind. As you move everything into place he shifts down behind you and you feel him position as if he's about to start fucking you, but to your dismay he doesn't. "I know you want me inside you right now." His mouth kisses over your upper back, "And believe me I want it just as bad..." You are almost positive that isn't true. "To fill you up, feel you squeeze me tight..." he moves in close to your ear and whispers, "Empty myself deeeep inside."
Okay, you were wrong, this is much worse than before. You feel your stomach tighten and tingles rush through your entire body as he slips the thoughts into your mind with his deep, sensual voice. The emotions and sensations seem to be crashing into each other like freight trains right inside your cunt.
"But I can't, can I..." He's on all fours hovering over you, lightly pressing his chest into your back, but the one part of him you want to feel most is only lightly brushing your inner thigh. "It wouldn't be right for me to pleasure myself while punishing you. What kind of lessons would I be teaching you then," he nearly whimpers into the back of your neck. You want nothing more than to pull the vibrator as far away from your clit as you can but at the same time it feels like your growing larger, stretching toward your humming toy. Moaning, he says, "It would be so easy, wouldn't it...just giving in...letting us both get what we want..."
"Daddy...please?..." you plead. You can't help begging. Between your body driving you insane and him whimpering in your ear you don't know what else to do.
"Shh baby, I know it's...difficult," he stops himself from making a pun. "Maybe... maybe if I just rub it up against you....maybe that'll be alright, yeah?"
