Bratty Sub Bound Forced To Watch

"Fuck you." The smile on her face as she spat the words at me took most of the edge from them, and I stuck my tongue out at her.

Her wrists, tied together so prettily in my favorite red rope, were also keeping her from moving since they were lashed to the bed frame. Not used to being on the bottom, she liked to pretend to fight me on it. She'd wrestled me half-heartedly as I pinned her to the bed, both of us knowing I would win and both of us enjoying the way we were getting there. I knew she was getting wetter with every curse that came out of her mouth, and so was I.

"Hmm, now what kind of language is that?" I asked playfully, clicking my tongue at her and sliding one hand across the top of her panties. I pulled them down and could see her excitement glistening on her pussy lips. I wanted to slide my fingers between them, pushing into her hard so I could hear her moan, but she didn't deserve that yet.

Her eyes locked on mine and she said, "Fuck you. Just untie me so I can fuck myself if you're going to take forever teasing me like this. It's not fair."

Balling up her wet panties, I shoved them in her open mouth before she could protest. Her eyes flared in equal parts surprise and excitement.

"Oh," I whined at her in a mocking tone, faking innocence. "You want to be touched? You want to get off? You don't just want me to tie you up so I can undress you inch by inch?" I trailed one finger down her neck slowly, dragging my fingernail across her chest, a red line blossoming behind it.

"You don't enjoy just being bound and naked so I can look at you, touch you, do whatever I want to you? You aren't just getting more and more excited by being exposed and vulnerable, forced to watch and unable to do anything more than what I allow you to do?" My fingers found her nipple and pinched hard, bringing a sharp gasp from her lips.

I crawled up the bed, kneeling next to her head and she could have a clear view as I pushed my black lace panties aside and brushed my fingers against my own growing wetness. She moaned with longing and bit her lip as I slipped my fingers inside me with ease. As much as she enjoyed me teasing her, I enjoyed it even more.

She pulled on the rope holding her back from me and whined at not being able to touch me. I picked up the pace, fucking my fingers and circling my clit with my thumb.

She spit out the panties and said loudly, "NO! No you absolutely are not going to get off without letting me cum and without letting me touch you. No! Even you are not that mean."

I put one hand on the bed frame next to her bound hands to support myself as I felt my body start to tense. Somehow she managed to twist herself so her fingers could be touching mine, then she bit down on my inner thigh since that was all she could reach.

The burst of pain on top of the excitement from teasing her and how hot it got me pushed me over the edge and I cried out. My thigh started to shake and I barely kept from collapsing onto her when my orgasm overtook me. She'd stopped biting me at some point and was just watching intently.

I pulled my soaking fingers from my pussy and shoved them in her mouth where she eagerly licked them clean. Her eyes blazed and I could smell her arousal. Moving to straddle her thighs, I brought both hands down to run across her neck, her chest, down her stomach, to her hips. Leaning in to kiss her hard, our bodies pressing together close, I could feel her grind her body against mine.

"Please," she whispered, breaking our kiss.

Leaning back so I could see her face, her eyes were big and hopeful, empty of the bratty attitude from before.

"Please," she said again softly, "Please let me cum. Please make me cum. I want to cum for you."

With a smile I reached between her legs and watched her gasp as I pushed two fingers into her. "Alright," I said as I nuzzled against her neck, "Your turn."