"How long is this going to last?" Sophia asked nervously as I capped the bottle of water and set it on my nightstand. "Are we going to be having sex all night?"
"Well that's entirely up to you, kitten," I answered, crawling back up onto the bed and positioning myself between Sophia's upturned legs. "The better you behave, the sooner we can go to sleep. But if you don't behave, and you disobey me, we'll keep going until you can learn to control yourself."
Sophia took a deep breath and let it out slowly, looking up at the ceiling as she was starting to realize it could very well be hours before she gets any sleep, and it was already approaching midnight. Meanwhile, I untied the wand from her thigh and set it aside for the time being. I also untied her right wrist and ankle, letting her put her right leg down. I took her right wrist and tied it to her left ankle so both wrists were tied together, then went over to the headboard, grabbing one of the leather straps I had used on her the night before, and strapped it to her left ankle. I took up the slack and drew it tight, stretching her leg straight. I was grateful for her athletic physique because it meant she was also flexible and her toes on her left foot nearly touched the mattress. I took a moment to admire my work as Sophia laid on her back with both arms and her left leg over her head, and her right leg outstretched in a sort of upside down gymnastics split.
"Mmm, you are quite the flexible little kitten! Does this position hurt?" I asked genuinely.
"No, Miss Rose, but it's not very comfortable," Sophia admitted.
"It's not supposed to be," I told her. "If it's comfortable, then I'm doing something wrong. You shouldn't expect to find comfort in any of these positions I tie you in."
I repositioned myself by her extended leg, and crossed my leg over hers so that my mound was touching hers. I slowly began to gyrate my hips, creating friction between her pussy and mine. Sophia moaned softly as our pussies rubbed together, our juices mingling with each other to make it nice and slick.
"Do you know what this is called, kitten?" I asked.
"Is this what scissoring is?" Sophia replied with curiosity.
"Mmm-hmm, and scissoring is a form of tribbing," I explained. "There are many ways to trib with one another, but this is one of my favorites. I find it very intimate. Do you like it?"
"Mmm-yes, Miss Rose," Sophia moaned.
By now, Sophia had had enough time for her arousal to wane so she was no longer close to the edge, but she was still likely very sensitive and pent up enough that it wouldn't take much to get her close again. I went slow, sliding my wet lips over hers, letting her enjoy this new, intimate sensation. I could feel her flinch and twitch underneath me as my clit flicked across hers. I leaned forward, resting one hand on the mattress beside her head and cupping her cheek with the other, then kissed her. She was eager to accept my tongue into her mouth, kissing me back voraciously as I continued slowly humping her sex. Sophia hummed and moaned as our tongues danced and intertwined together, not seeming to care that she was tied in this uncomfortable position with one foot and both hands above her head, and that I was using her body in such a vulnerable state to pleasure myself. She even tried thrusting her hips a little but realized her position did not allow for much hip movement so she stopped and let me just do my thing.
After a few minutes teasing Sophia with my agonizingly slow tribbing, I wanted more, so I pushed myself back up, breaking the very passionate kiss so that I could more easily increase my pace. I humped and gyrated my hips a little faster, pushing a little harder against Sophia's cunt, reaching down and clutching both of her supple breasts in my hands.
"Oh that feels so good!" Sophia said in a breathy voice, rolling her head back with her eyes closed.
I squeezed Sophia's tits a little harder, using them as leverage for me to grind against her slick mound. She moaned a little louder and I couldn't help but join in as I watched her succumb to the bliss of clit to clit contact. Our moaning had a harmony and rhythm to match the pace of my thrusts against her pussy. Her breasts began to turn a beautiful shade of red as my grip on them tightened, grinding my hips a little harder and using the slight bounce in the mattress to my advantage. Sophia opened her eyes and looked at me with a hunger that indicated she was getting close again.
I felt beads of sweat begin to form on my temples as I vigorously humped Sophia's bound form. I knew that if I tried to keep this up for too long I would tire myself out before I was ready to end the night, so I gradually slowed and loosened my grip. Sophia looked into my eyes and smiled wide.
"I really like that, Miss Rose, that felt amazing!" She giggled. "Can I try doing that to you too?"
