Do You Understand
"Do you understand?" He asked me.
I couldn't really respond. Not with my mouth taped shut. I nodded my head once, like he instructed me to. He was looking me in the eyes and didn't break contact. Trust was very important to me. I trusted him.
Two nods meant no. It was easy enough. I wanted him to push me. I wanted to find out what my breaking limit was. I wanted to please him. I needed to please him.
He ran his hands along my back. I was strapped in place on a rather comfortable bench. My hands were fastened by their wrists to the front eye bolts. My ankles the same to the back. I tried to move them, but they were secure. My legs were spread so that my hole was on display for him. For him.
When he got to my ass, he gave it a playful smack. I jumped a little and clenched my hands into fists.
"Okay?" he asked.
I nodded my head once I for yes.
He did two quick smacks in succession, one on each cheek. I wondered if they were starting to get red. I pictured his read hand print on them. That thought of made my dick get instantly hard.
He ran his hand along my crack and then took one finger and circled it over my hole.
"Ready?" he asked. I nodded my head once.
I could feel pressure against my hole. He gently rocked in and out, getting me to losen up. It felt like more than just a finger. Each time it went in deeper and each time I could feel my dick spasm in response.
My hole stretched and just when I thought I would have to nod twice something slipped inside me, stopping my hole from closing. The plug. The plug I picked. I loved the fullness. I loved giving up control over my most intimate of places.
He smacked my ass again.
"Good?" he asked. I nodded once in response to him. For him.
He started with a slow rhythm. Just one smack on one side then they other. I close my eyes and let myself go. The beat was hypnotic. The stinging in my ass started to turn into a welcome warmth. My cock stayed rock hard.
He picked the rhythm up and I fell deeper into my trance. His trance. I drifted away and soon lost track of what he was doing.
He stopped, rubbing his hand across what was now my reddened ass checks. Was he happy with me?
"Okay?" I nodded once.
"You have done well for your first time. But that's enough for now. I would like to fuck you as a reward." I nodded.
He slowly slid the plug out of my ass. I could feel the blunt end of his cock against my hole. He took his time sliding in. I was surprised at how gentle he was, making sure that I was okay. I was okay. When in the entire way, my ass relaxed and accommodated his entire length. Then he just started a slow rocking motion.
My dick twitched in response. He found my spot. His spot? He kept going at a nice, steady pace, something that helped to keep me in my trance.
I could feel the pressure in my balls building. I think he could feel it to.
"Come," he said against my ear, leaning across me. When did he cover me? My dick spasmed as I shot my load. Neither of us touching it. He stopped moving as I kept coming for what seemed like forever.
He let his dick slide out of my ass. I missed it when it was gone.
He walked around in front of me and gave a couple of tugs and was soon coming in my face. I thought I was purring at this point. I was completely blissed out.
"I'll be back in a few," he said and then left the room. I just lay there, kept in place my my shackles. Sated and started to drift off.
Before I could, He came back. He undid my ankles first and then my wrists. He helped me to sit up and then took his place beside me. He picked up a glass and handed it to me. I took a sip. It was the best water that I could remember drinking.
"Thank you," I said.
"You are welcome," he said and then helped me to stand. My knees were weak and he helped me to walk towards the door. We went to the bedroom and he helped me to lay down, covering me and then giving me a soft kiss on my forehead.
"You did so well tonight. I'm very proud," he said and lay down beside me. I rolled over and put my head on his chest and then finished drifting off.
He noticed the butt plug I had chosen, its color vibrant against the backdrop of my spread legs. "Impressive selection," he commented, a hint of admiration in his voice.
After our session, I found myself still wearing the bondage gear, a reminder of our shared experience. "Do You Understand," I whispered to myself, nodding affirmatively, still savoring the feelings of submission and pleasure.