The Playroom

#11: The During

Namjoon was sitting quietly in the opposite corner on the end of the couch, keeping quiet.

I was flat up against the cross in the corner of the room, leather straps covering my wrists with the chains of the tops connected. Jin took his time while situating me comfortably on the wood, and was sure to touch me as much as possible as he worked. I was grateful for that; touch is always comforting when the anticipation is building.

My legs were free since I did not like them being bound, and once Jin was standing behind me, I started to feel the mood shift. He was as close to me as he could be, his bare chest pressed up against my back as his palms glided over my arms and around my rib cage. He brought them up, cupping my breasts and giving them a playful squeeze.

I let my head fall back against his shoulder, relaxing into his hold. His face was buried into the crook of my neck, kissing on me as his hands kneaded my breasts. His kisses started to become more intense, and I couldn't help but let out a small whimper.

He removed his hands from my breasts, dragging them down my stomach and around my ass before removing them completely. Just as quickly as they were gone, he brought his hand down with a soft slap against my ass.

"Ready, Princess?"

I nodded, my breath catching at the nickname.

"Use your words until you can't." He said, giving me another slap.

I nodded again. "Yes, sir."

"Oh, no, no. That will not do." He said, whispering in my ear. "Sir? Is that what you want to call me?"

"No." I replied. Though I'm not sure what else I'd call him.

He chuckled and pulled away from me, both of his hands now on my shoulders giving them a firm massage. "Well Princess, what should you call me? Hmm? If you're my princess...wouldn't that make me your prince?"

"Charming." I smiled letting out a short breath. "Prince Charming."

"Good girl." He said, removing a hand and slapping it on my ass again.

I jerked forward, giggling. "Yes, my Prince." I replied.

I heard him chuckle and felt his body heat press against me again as he kissed my shoulder. "I think you're enjoying this."

"Yes, my Prince." I said. "I am."

Just then it was cold, his body no where near me and I pouted. I didn't have long to be disappointed before I felt the first strike of the flogger hit my back. I gasped and leaned into the cross, enjoying the repetition of the heavy leather of the falls on my skin. Every few hits or so he would change up the rhythm, alternating between each side of my back and then again to my ass. When he stopped, I let my head fall to the side, ready and waiting for the next item he would use.

"Princess, you're being so good." He said.

I nodded, then remembering to use my words. "Thank you."

I then felt a very soft piece of fabric being ran over my back. The contrast from the harsh leather to the soft furry feeling was beautiful. Then, as he moved the fabric over me, he used his other hand to scratch up and down my sides, over my ass, then up my back. Using both sensations to drive me a little crazy.

I hummed at the feeling, enjoying the soft touches until they stopped.

I felt Jin move around me, and when I opened my eyes he was behind the cross, right in front of me.

"Hi Princess." He grinned.

"Hi." I giggled.

"You seem so giggly." He accused, placing his hands where he could on my waist.