Cuffs
The last click of the metal cuffs caused her to sigh and relax. It had been a long hard week and it was now time to enjoy. The glass of wine, dim lights and release of control were all working on her to caues her to start to get wet. What did he have in store for her tonight? This is the next step form theit blindfold play. She had come home and found the note, glass of wine and the cuffs as she walked in the door. The note had said, take all of your clothes off, drink the wine, bring the cuffs and come into the bedroom. She fpllowed the directions to the letter.
When she came into the bedroom, the lights were dim, the candles were lit, her favorite music was playing and he was ready. She started to speak and saw his stern look. She stopped trying to speak and walked over to the bed. There was a length of rope secured to the headboard. He told her to lie on the bed face down and stretch out her arms above her head. She did and he looped the cuffs through the roap and click, they were on.
He then reached into the drawer and pulled out some oil. He straddled her back and started a massage. She sunk into the bed as he worked out the knots in her back and legs. He teased her, brushing her lower lips, but never lingering. The wen on for a long time, she could feel his hardness through the robe he wore. He reached into the drawer again. She felt the familar touch of her favorite vibrator as it touched her lips. He turned it on low and placed it over her sweet spot. She sunk deeper into herself as the low vibrations started working on her. He whispered, enjoy it and then we shall play. He went and sat in the chair to watch her orgasm. She knew it would be a short trip, they had not played in days. In just a few minutes, she felt the start of her first O. Her hips started grinding on the vibrator, yes it was here. She moaned as the waves washed over her.
She did not hear him come over. She felt him lift her and insert the pillow under her stomach. He then knelt on the bed. This was not to be sweet and sensual any more. He leaned into her and she felt the head of his cock slide in as her orgasm subsided. He started slowly pushing into her cunt, and she started grinding her hips. I want you deep inside me, fuck me hard. She did not see it coming. Pop, he slapped her ass. "Do not speak." The slap echoed through her all the way to her clit. He Stoped thrustine and he ground her hips back, trying to get him to start again. Pop, another slap. The same echo, she wanted to scream "I'm so close, Fuck me!!". But she lay still. Agony, she needed him to fuck her hard. Then, he slammed into her and fucked her harder than he ever had. Three thrusts and she started cumming uncontrollably. A minute later he joined her. He collapsed onto her back and lay there, spent. A few minutes (or hours later, who can tell) he pulls out of her. Looks down and sees her sleeping, a content smile on her face. He pulls the blankest up, and lays down also. The smell of candles and sex lingers in the air. She will wake soon and they will play more. She sleeps, his cuffed princess.
