CHAPTER SIX
"Do it. Show me how you masturbate, how you make yourself come."
She turned that shade of pink once again. Masturbating was very private to her, her own escape. She had never done it in front of another person, even her husband.
"I...I can't -uuuunnnnggghh!.
She groaned and panted as Iain leaned over and grasped her nipples and twisted them hard.
"What did you say?"
"But...I've never done that in front of another person before."
"You can do it. If you are good and do it, then I will make it even better for you."
"O....okay, I'll try."
She leaned back, and he sat at the other end of the sofa, watching her. She started cupping and massaging her breasts, pushing them together and rubbing and gently pulling on her nipples. One hand slides down between her thighs, seeking out her clit, rubbing up and down her slit. She felt embarrassed, but that also seemed to have its own form of turn-on. She knew it was pleasing him for her to do this, that he found her attractive and was turned on by her, so she began to see it in a different light.
Her fingers became coated in her own juices, and she began breathing deeply. Her clit hardened under her fingers and her hips began moving on their own. She imagined her going down on her, thrusting into her, taking her. Her sighs became moans, breathing and fingers quickened. As she approached orgasm, she closed her eyes.
"Open your eyes," he said. "Look at me. I want you to look at me when you come."
She opened her eyes and saw him, a look of lust on his face, staring intently, his gaze burning into her. She reached the edge and plunged off of it, wailing and thrashing on the sofa, her hand clutching her breast, hand covering her mound. She couldn't help closing her eyes as the waves of overwhelming pleasure washed over her. As it subsided, she suddenly felt his mouth clamp over her breast, sucking her nipple into her mouth, seizing it between his teeth and flicking it with his tongue.
"Ohhhhhhh!" she wailed as she once again headed towards orgasm. His hand joined her at her pussy, fingers sliding inside her. His fingers pressed upward, rubbing in circles, as if he was trying to press through to her clit from the inside. An overwhelming wave of pressure overcame her; it was unlike anything she had experienced and she exploded again, this time from their combined efforts. "Oh god! Oh god!!!!!" She convulsed underneath him, vision blurred, leaking out her juices all over his sofa.
Eventually she came down and he held her.
"I've...I've never come more than once in a row before. And...and...and how you touched me, I've never come that hard before either. What...what did you do to me?"
"That was your G-spot. It's right here." He pressed on it again and she gasped. "We're going to find out more spots on you like that.
He took her into his bedroom. Standing behind her, he ran his hands over her body, holding her close. She ground her ass against him. Facing the large futon, she saw an array of devices on the bed, vibrators, dildos, lube, and straps. Her eyes widened.
"What are those for?"
"Those are for you, my dear."
He led her to the futon. "Lay down."
"O....okay"
"Excuse me?"
"Okay, sir."
"Good girl."
She lay down and he joined her.
"Place your hands together above your head."
She did so, looking intently at him the whole time, a little nervous. He wrapped one of the straps around her wrists and pulled her arms high over her head. He secured the strap to the frame of the futon. Sliding down the bed, he took two other straps in hand.
"Spread your legs wide."
She complied and he bent them by the knees, bringing them up on either side of her chest. He took the straps and secured her legs in that position. She was unable to move and felt utterly exposed. He could have his way with her in any way he desired. He leaned over her and kissed her deeply. She saw the blindfold and her eyes widened. He began to blindfold her.
"No!"
He sensed the panic in her voice. He searched her face, her eyes.
"When...when I was raped...he...he...blindfolded me."
"Is he here now?"
"N....no..."
"That's right. He is not here. And he won't be here. It's just you and me. You are safe. He is only here if you let him be here. You have your safeword. If you need to use it, use it. If you do not, then I know that I can continue."
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded. "Please do it."
He blindfolded her. In the total darkness, her other senses became heightened. His lips nuzzled her neck, tongue ran lightly around her ears. Fingers stroked her body, down her sides, her breasts, her knees, her navel. Lips and tongue traveled to follow his hands. Neena never realized how sensitive her body could be. His lips traveled down, teased her thighs, outside and moving inward. Warm breath on the cleft between her legs caused her to sigh.
She wanted to arch herself into him, but she could not move. Agonizing moments passed, seemingly like hours, before his tongue swept up her slit to her clit, causing her to gasp and moan. It found her clit and flicked it like he did to her nipple earlier. Each flick caused her to quake.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh."
His fingers entered her once again, and his mouth went to work on her clit, nibbling and licking while his other hand roamed her breasts. Not being able to really move did not limit her muscles from contracting and relaxing. The tension of being fully restrained, not being able to see, and Iain's efforts were bringing her to orgasm quicker than she ever had. Moments later, she shrieked and exploded, coating his fingers and face with her cum. He licked up her juices and then gave her some rest. She felt his lips on hers, and she opened her mouth to accept his tongue. She was a little caught off guard as she tasted her pussy, eliciting a moan from her.
"You like the way you taste, don't you?"
"Mmmmm....yes. I don't know why, but....but...I taste GOOD!"
He chuckled. "So, you like the taste of pussy, don't you?"
"Well, I like the way I taste."
Iain knew better, and knew that she would like the taste of others as well. She would soon find that out, but not tonight. Tonight was HIS night.
CHAPTER SEVEN
"So, you want some more?"
"Yes Sir."
"You know that even if you said no, that I would still do it regardless."
"Yes, I know."
"And why is that?"
"Because...you are in charge, Sir."
"That's right. It's time to take you further."
Neena trembled at the thought. She felt him get off the futon, and several minutes later he returned. He began running his hands over her body again, but this time something was different. His hands were warm, and a wonderful scent was in the air. Wherever he touched her, that warmth was left on her body. She realized that he was using a heated scented oil on her. This relaxed her further. Again he began to stimulate her clit, her nipples, and her neck. She relished the thought of another orgasm, but then he stopped.
"No!" she whined, "please, don't stop. I mean...don't stop, Sir."
She felt something pinch both her nipples, and the pressure increased, causing them to ache something fierce. But along with the pain came even more pleasure than she imagined. She felt something press against her pussy, but it was too big to be his fingers. Iain advanced the lubed vibrator into Neena's pussy. She groaned as the fake cock filled her and he moved it in and out while his mouth worked over her clit, satisfying her, pushing her again towards orgasm.
As she was about to cum, she felt something odd, something was gently massaging her anus. What was happening? She panicked, and struggled unsuccessfully against her bonds.
"Noooo...NOOOO!!!!!"
But Iain ignored her, and continued to massage her backside, putting a little more pressure. The combination of stimulation of her other erogenous zones was too much, however, and as she reached the brink of orgasm, something else funny happened.
She found that the pressure on her ass was not unpleasant, even as she felt her asshole begin to relax and the dildo enter her.
"No...Oh god...uhhhhnnnngggghhhh!!!!!"
It triggered her strongest orgasm yet. She convulsed, wailing, and her ass allowed the intruder a welcome place. She felt so full and...satisfied. Could that be it? But Iain did not give her rest this time, and it was only a matter of moments before another orgasm hit her.
"Aiiiiiiyyeeeeeeee! Oh...no...not again! Uhhhngh...uhhhhnnngghhh....I'm COOOOMMMMIIINGGG!"
Finally, he let her rest for a few moments. He untied her legs, hands, and she shuddered and convulsed as he removed the nipple clamps, vibrator, blindfold, and dildo. He massaged her legs and thighs, and the rest of her body. Her muscles were aching, and he soothed them.
"So, how do you feel now?"
"Oh...god.... What are you doing to me? I mean...I mean...I have NEVER felt anything like that!"
"Did I not tell you to trust me?"
"Yes. I know that I should trust you. It's...just...no one has ever done that to me before. Has ever made me feel like that before. And...." She turned that familiar shade of pink.
"What?"
"And...I...you...what you did to my ass...I...I...kinda...."
"Liked it?"
She looked away and buried her face in his shoulder. "Yes. I liked it. I liked it. I shouldn't have, but I did."
"And why should you have not liked it?"
She looked up at him. "Because! I was sodomized! It was horrible. I can't tell you how much it hurt. But...but when you did it...." She buried her head back into him.
"It felt good, right?"
