“I need an answer, Sophia,” my voice is authoritative and unyielding.
“Yes, Dom, I am ready.”
Using the leather side, I raise my arm and swing, swatting one side of her ass. Her smooth skin immediately reddens in the shape of the paddle. I rub the spot with the fleece side of the paddle to soothe it as I speak softly, murmuring soothing words to her. While doing this, my fingers lightly stroke her skin until I reach her core.
Running one finger between her legs, I suck in a breath and hiss, “Fuck, baby, you’re already soaked for me. Did you like that?” I ask as I push my finger in and out of her until she’s on the edge, her body involuntarily writhing and her hips bucking as much as they can in her current position. Simultaneously inserting a second finger and swatting her other cheek with the paddle, she cries out in ecstasy as she comes.
“Tsk, tsk,” I admonish her. “I didn’t give you permission for that one,My Angel. You know what that means.” Quickly, I give her two more swats, one on each side, as my fingers continue their work at making her come apart in front of me. The fleece side of the paddle is soft and plush against her skin, lessening the sting. The mixture of sensual pain and erotic pleasure is reconditioning her mind to make her body crave it.
“Have you learned your lesson?” I ask her, my voice low and sensual.
“Yes, Dom,” she breathes out.
“Good girl,” I say as I move to release her hands. She actually looks disappointed for a moment. “Don’t worry, love, we’re just getting started.” I help her to stand and motion toward the bed. She waits for me to move and follows one step behind me.
I stop suddenly and turn to face her. Looking down at my still fully clothed self, I draw my brows down and scratch my chin like I’m in deep thought.
“Something’s off here. Something just isn’t right,” I start. Although I’m not looking directly at her, I can see and feel the tension rising in her. “Hmmm, how about that? I’m still dressed. I really shouldn’t be dressed at this point, should I?”
“Would you like for me to undress you, Dom?” she asks hopefully.
I nod and she puts her hands on my chest. Taking her time to caress my skin, she runs her hands underneath my shirt and pushes it off of my shoulders without taking her hands off of me. As my shirt falls away, her fingers trace the tattoos on my chest, shoulder, and arm again. She’s fascinated with them and takes every opportunity to intimately study them.
She raises her eyes to meet mine and I see panic flash across them, as if she’s done something wrong. I smile lovingly at her and nod, wordlessly giving her permission to take her time. I have all night if she needs it. This is about her, all about her, and not me. This is about her pleasure, her trust, and her peace of mind. Unshed tears glisten in her eyes as she shakes her head to clear them away.
“Tell me,” I state.
“I’m so lucky to have you,” she says. “I just get overwhelmed with gratitude sometimes. They’re not sad tears, Dom, but I know you don’t like them.”
“I don’t like you hiding your feelings from me, Sophia,” I clarify. “If you have happy or sad thoughts—or tears—I want them. I want you, all of you, and if they’re ever sad tears, I want to be the one to make them go away.”
She nods and swallows hard, pushing her feelings down her throat again. “You have all of me, Dom. Forever. You have all of me,” she vows. She lowers her hands to my pants and eases them off of me.
Leading her to the bed, I shower her with kisses all over her body as I tighten the restraints on her wrists and ankles. Her arms and legs are secured to the bed and she’s in a comfortable, but spread eagle, position. “Do you know why we use restraints, love?” I ask as I double-check her comfort.
“No, Dom. Why?” she asks, cocking her head to the side and looking genuinely interested in the answer.
“When you move, it subconsciously takes your mind off the pleasure you’re feeling. It makes your mind and your body focus elsewhere so you don’t get the full effect,” I state and she bites the corner of her mouth as she considers my words. “The restraints keep you from squirming as much, as well as showing your submission and trust. They’re just as much for your pleasure as for mine, just in a somewhat different way.”
Crawling up her body, starting at her feet, I take my time to make love to her entire body—not just the act of sex but also the demonstration of total love. My mouth and my hands properly worship every inch of her. As much as she wants to move, to squirm, my words return to her and she relaxes to accept the full effect of our union.
When I finally enter her, my dick is throbbing beyond belief, but I move slowly and purposefully, bringing her to orgasm time and time again while I maintain control over my body. She pulls against the restraints and cries out again, asking me to join her.
“Please, Dom, now,” she begs reverently.
I can’t refuse her, especially when she asks like this, or when my body physically can’t hold back another second. Thrusting into her harder and faster, she reaches her peak again just in time for me to join her. Lying on top of her, my body covering hers, and I reach up and release the restraints from her wrists. I gently massage each one to relieve any numbness and help completely restore the blood flow.
Sniffling catches my attention and I look at her to find tears streaming down her face. “Are you alright,My Angel? Tell me what’s on your mind.”
Her words shock me as she speaks her mind between tears and sobs. “I love you, Dom. You’re everything no one has ever been to me. You’re good, kind, loving, and honest. You take care of me, and I may get in trouble for this, but I just don’t deserve you. I can’t let you go, though. No matter how undeserving I am, I can’t let you go.”
Cocooning her with my body, I shield her from the outside world so that all she can see and feel isme. There is nothing else in the room. There is nothing else in the house. There is nothing else in the world. There is only she and I, and every day I will make sure that she knows she is my world. She is on my pedestal and she is my queen. I am her Dom but she is my heart.
