Now, lost in my thoughts as I enter the peaceful zone of tying someone up at my mercy, I enjoy the needy, panting boy waiting for me.
“Are any of your muscles straining in any way? Anything pulling, pinching, or uncomfortable, including where the ropes touch your skin?”
“No…Ma’am,” he pants, and I can’t help my low chuckle. He’s in for such a long evening. By the time I’m done with him, he’ll either be running for the hills or begging for a full course of what I’m offering. Tonight’s just an appetizer.
“I would enjoy this position if I were you, solnyshko. This is the only time you’ll ever be this comfortable with me. But I need to know you truly enjoy being immobilized, so we’ll start here.”
He really is getting off easy tonight. Well, notgetting offeasy. Seated on the plush bench at the end of the bed, his ankles are spread wide and securely attached to the solid legs at either corner. His arms are in a position I’m quite proud of, wide but comfortable, with elbows slightly bent and no tension in his shoulders. The combination of my chest harness and his wrists pulled taut to the bed posts means that, if he weren’t tied up, he could be mistaken for simply manspreading and relaxing against the end of my bed.
As it is, he can’t move a muscle. Not even his hips, banded and rigged to the bedframe as well.It wouldn’t do to have him able to thrust.We decided no gag and no blindfold tonight, to ensure I can read his gaze and sense discomfort before he can even verbalize it. If he’s a bad boy who speaks without being spoken to, he’ll be punished, and he knows it, but I need to know how he reacts before I take away his voice.
“You’re beautiful, solnyshko. Have I told you today?”
“No, Ma’am.” He moans as I drag my nails through his thick hair, scratching his scalp and forcing my breasts into his face. I can only imagine how much he’d love to draw one of my nipples into his mouth, but he’s still.
“You are. Sculpted as if from marble, my handsome boy.” I scratch down his chest, perfectly framed by the harness I tied around his pecs, and trace each ab on my way down. Ignoring his cock, I tease his inner thighs with soft touches, relishing the carousel of emotions that flash through his eyes as he tries to thrust into my touch butcan’t move a muscle.
This first experience for him will never come again, and I know immediately, instinctively that I’ll never forget it. A moment of panic, anger,lustas he struggles briefly against my restraints then stops, recognizing futility when he feels it. His cock, hard for ages at this point, flexes, the only part of him currently able to rebel against my command to be still.
I can’t help but continue, tracing a single line in a circle around his weeping length, barely grazing his balls as I move underneath. It’s mesmerizing to watch his abs flex as he fights the urge to move but tries to relax like my good boy. Even as a sheen of sweat forms across his forehead and chest, he hasn’t tried to thrust again.
“You’re beingverygood for me, keeping your hips still while I inspect you. I particularly appreciate you for making sure this cock was ready and waiting for me. You’re keeping it nice and hard, which is useful because I’ll certainly be needing it.Later.”
He whimpers, and I laugh again before moving to my nightstand to grab lube and the masturbator that’s likely to be his archenemy by the end of the night. Edging is my priority for this evening, to push him into discomfort in only one way, leaving my flogger in its case for now. It’s why I have him in such a relaxed position. Nothing should ache except his balls.
Pulling the custom stool I had delivered between his legs, I sit and continue to tease as his hot gaze rakes over me. I can only imagine how much he’d like to touch me. Dolling myself up has been one of my favorite parts of play for as long as I can remember, and the strappy latex lingerie I’m wearing should contribute to Thatcher’s torture nicely. Finally touching the tip of his cock, I swipe the precum beading there and lick it off my finger obscenely. His eyes roll, then close, and I take the opportunity to make my move.
Lubing up my hand, I stop wasting time, gripping his cock firmly and giving him quick strokes. A twist at his head has his eyes popping open and every muscle in his body tensing as he tries to move.
“You poor thing. Did I scare you? Why?”
“Yes, Ma’am. I wasn’t expecting…” He groans intelligibly as I continue working him like getting him off is my only mission in life. “I, ugh. I thought you would keep teasing, for a while, with the, uh…edging.”
My dark laugh sparks fear in his eyes, and I sense that he only now understandsat allwhat he’s in for.
“There are many ways to edge a man, and it isn’t all light teasing. No, I want to warm you up, then keep you on fire.I want you to burn for hours.”
Chapter 20
Iwant youto burn for hours.
Hours. Hours ofthis?How…how can she possibly expect me not to come? I whimper, and she reminds me of what we discussed, but doesn’t slow her pace or ease her pressure.
“You know exactly what I expect of you, if you’re going to be a good boy like you promised. What are you going to tell me if you get close?”
“I’ll say ‘gonna come,’ Ma’am.”
“That’s right. And I know you aren’t about to when we’ve just gotten started, are you? There’s no way you blow for all your women this fast, do you?”
“No…Ma’am.”
“Good. That would be pathetic. But then again, I bet none of them worked you over like this, did they? They probably didn’t know what a filthy little fucktoy you truly are.”
A graze of her sharp fingernail under my head shocks me and pushes me too close to the edge. “Gonna come!”
She stops immediately, every pleasurable sensation gone, and leaves me shaking, abs tight, fighting not to come. When I relax, if I expected a moment’s reprieve, I was wrong.
“Thank you for being a good boy for me and telling me before you came,” she purrs, picking up at the same intensity she left off with. I’m already closer to coming than my previous start point, and as the reality of my situation sinks in, she notices. “You can tell now, can’t you, solnyshko? It felt almostimpossiblenot to come just now, didn’t it? But truly, that was aseasyas you’ll have it all night.”
