punished // james bay

hey this is my first story/imagine and im sure i will be writing plenty more !! hope you enjoy you ;)
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I sat on the couch, completely indulged in a rerun of Friends. The front door slammed shut open and close, signaling james entrance. My head snapped to his direction, he held a large bag in his had, its contents concealed.
"Meet me in the bedroom in two minutes. " He said, quickly walking up the stairs.
I sat there for a few moments wondering what was in the bag. I soon made my up to our bedroom.
"James?" I called out. "Where are you?" He emerged from the closet, his chest bare, a pair of sweats hanging low on his waist.
"Undress, " He commanded, "and lay on the bed,"
"W-what?!" I asked, bewildered. James has NEVER spoke to me like that, ever.
"I said 'undress and lay on the bed.'"
I quickly did as he said, heat rising from between my legs. Once I was completely nude, James spoke again.
"We're gonna play a little game," He said, excitement coursing through my veins. "This game will test your stamina and self control. Like every game, this game has rules: you will address me as Master, and only master, you cannot touch me, you will come when I tell you to, and we'll play for as long as I want." He spoke, "If you disobey any of these rules, you will be punished, is that clear?"
I nodded my head, only to see james shake his head in dissatisfaction.
"Use your mouth baby," he said, a smirk forming on his face.
"Yes, Master." I replied my heartbeat quickening.
"Good girl, now spread your legs." I did as he said, desperately in need of his touch. "Oh, you're so wet and I haven't even touched you yet." He crooned, satisfaction across bis face.
His cool fingers came in contact with my throbbing heat, my back arching off the mattress. I struggled to keep my hands to myself as he rubbed figure eights on my clit, his tongue licking up my slit. I lost all sense of self control, my hands tangling in the blonde mess of his hair making his hat drop to the floor.
He immediately stopped, his eyes darkening. "What were my instructions?"
I struggled to regain my breath, "Don't touch you, Master."
"You broke one of my rules baby. Bad girls get punished."
He walked to the one of the dressers, pulling out handcuffs. He made his way back to our bed, sitting on the edge. "Come," he commanded. I obediently followed his instructions. I was soon bent over his lap, my ass in the air.
In one swift movement, his hand came down, striking my ass. I yelled out in pain, even though it turned me on. "Master, please..."
"Please, what?" He asked, striking my ass twice more.
"Please stop."
"I already warned you, bad girls get punished." He strikes me twice more, his hits softening. "Now, I'm going to handcuff you too the bed, just so you don't get punished any more."
"Yes, Master."
I was soon tied down to the bed post,and james made his way in between my legs. He inserted two of his long digits into my slit, a loud moan escaping from me as his thumb messaged my bundle of nerves.
I looked down at him, and holy shit, was he a sight. He palmed himself through his sweats, a groan eliciting from the back of his throat. I soon felt pressure building up and I knew I was close to my release.
"Master, may I come, please?" He replied with a sturdy no. I tightened my walls around his slender fingers, "Please?"
"Go ahead, baby." I came all over his fingers as my orgasm completely washing over me.
My breathing was rugged, and he inserted his fingers into me again. "We're going again?"
"I told you, this game tests your stamina." He coolly replied.
This time he pumped quicker, his tongue sucking on my clit.
"James," I moaned, lost in complete euphoria. Seconds later, all contact was lost.
"You broke the rules."
"Shit," I cursed, "I'm sorry, Master."
"Sorry isn't going to save you."
He walked to the dresser, digging through, pulling out a blindfold, vibrator, and tape. Shit. Shit. Shit.He wrapped the blindfold around my eyes, no light seeping through.
"Now, baby girl, tell me if you can see anything?"
"No."
"Alright, the rules are still the same, just now, you won't be able to see me, doll."
A sharp moan escaped as James stuck the vibrator in me, turning it up to full speed. This piece of machinery was nothing compared to James and his long slender fingers, and his sinful mouth, but it was still enough to have my body coming undone. I soon felt my second orgasm coming hard. I pulled on my metal restraints, it dug into my skin and I knew there were going to be marks tomorrow. My toes curled and I needed my release, now.
"I-I'm gonna come." I whispered.
"Don't," James breathlessly replied. James breathy moans filled the room, only urging my need to release. Images of James pumping himself invaded my head. I fought to restrain myself, my body began to shake, needing, begging, me to come.
'Please, I-I can't handle it, this is too much." I whimpered.
I heard james groan, from across the room, signaling that he made himself come.
"Ugh, fuck, can I c-come, please?"
"Fuck, go ahead, baby." My entire reverberated as I came undone. My muscles tightened and my eyes screwed shut, my entire body becoming overwhelmed due to my prolonged release.
"Shit, please, stop fucking around screw me into next week, I'll blow you anything." I pleaded as soon as I regained my breath.
A low chuckle escaped from James, "Fine baby, just because you begged like a good girl would."
James removed the silk blindfold, granting me with my vision. He took my face into his hands gently connecting our lips. They moved and molded together perfectly, like we created for the the sole purpose of kissing each other, the cool metal of his lip piercing tickling the side of my mouth.
He entered quickly, the complete opposite of our passionate kiss. He thrust into me quickly, throwing my legs over his shoulders, giving him the better access.
Our shared, loud moans filled the room as Jamesdetached his lips from mine, trailing them down my neck and across my chest. He marked me as his. I love it.
"Fuck, (Y/N), you're so perfect." He groaned. "Tell me baby, please."
"I'm yours, all yours."
"Babe, are you close?" James asked breathlessly.
"Mhmm," I moaned, unable to form words.
"Ohk, o-on my count. One, t-two, three." We came, together. This was my best orgasm ever. Not only was it intimate, it also made me feel... different.
When I finally opened my eyes, James was staring at me in complete awe.
"Holy fuck, you were coming for like a hot minute."
"Shut up." I groaned, smiling.
"It was fucking hot." He whispered, pulling me closer to him, planting a kiss on my forehead.