Indebted

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Esti was pliant under Atticus's hands as he continued to bind her into place. Weaving the lengths of chord around her shoulders and chest, ensuring she would stay comfortably standing long after her own muscles went weak from his efforts tonight. Making sure that nowhere on her skin did the chord chafe or constrict her blood flow.

Once he was content that he had her held safely so that she wouldn't be harmed or strained, Atticus took his time as he continued to use the long length of chord he had in his magic toy box. Weaving, working, and knotting the rope around Esti's breasts, cradling each perfect peachy nipple tipped tit in his rope. Weaving Esti into custom bondage lingerie. 

Wrapping, binding, highlighting her curves with every twist of the rope, and knot he made. Finishing with two lengths of the chord tight against her still panty clad pussy. Leaving the excess knotted at her lower back and trailing like a tail in the wind.

Atticus savored how she wiggled her hips and bounced her weight from foot to foot, seeking the stimulation the two lengths of rope tight against her outer labia. A firm assurance that Esti was indeed enjoying or trying to enjoy herself right now. Atticus had a clear head. Esti was his. His dominant nature thoroughly pleased by the thought of someone who was theirs. His dragon enamored and ready to do anything for her.

This head space was very new to Atticus. He found himself feeling like this was a monumental moment for him too. This was unlike any first session with a sub that Atticus had experienced. Esti was already in his mind and heart. He could already feel her in his soul as easily as he did his own emotions. The tangle of thorns and roses consuming his consciousness was Esti. Through the bramble, he could find her desire for him, Preening as his every movement only seemed to spurn her desire higher.

Every single woman Atticus had seen undressed since he arrived at the castle had tan lines of various sorts. Sunscreen was apparently a little too modern for the reclusive dragon court. Esti was evenly pale all over her body. Then Atticus and his dragon realized that Esti had been trying to hide away completely in the castle walls. She looked like she had not seen the sun, because she truly hadn't.

Atticus was overcome with the need to give Esti everything, all of him, and anything she wanted. He had enough funds in reserve now, his investment choices had been more than fruitful. Atticus began to dream of traveling the world's best beaches with Esti. Chasing sunshine with her on his arm in the day, and her orgasms his music in the night.

Atticus took a slow lap around Esti. Admiring his work and her body in equal measure. He would never record a session on film in any way. Sex was to be an of the moment thing for him. A guideline he had never once minded in his past. To make love with Atticus was a life changing, body breaking process. Atticus had standards he would not abandon. Esti deserved his best attention and then some. Atticus at the behest of his dragon was willing to do anything for her.

Esti had stood still while she was bound. Focusing on Atticus, the feel of the soft rope against her skin as Atticus wound and weaved it around her body. She kept her eyes on Atticus as prowled around, her skin feeling warm under his gaze. Atticus finished his circle. Esti was perfect. Flawless.

He caressed one hand down her side, the sparks of magic from their bond. "Say stop, and I will always stop." Atticus kept his hand on her hip as he moved his body to be pressed against his. Shielding her from the main direction the winds came from. "Say no, and I will stop." Atticus felt as Esti let her body rest, held against his own, comfortably supported by the length of rope that had been tied to ensure that her weight would be carried by the limb of the tree and not her body.

With the hand not already on her hip, Atticus smoothed a palm from her breast down to her opposite hip. Caressing the soft skin of her thigh, moving inwards, towards her core. "Yellow, will allow us a chance to discuss your boundary before we continue. Green, activities will resume. Would you like another safe word?" Atticus whispered the words directly into Esti's ear.

She shook her head. Trying to writhe her body, seeking more contact with him. "I want to hear your words Esti. I want to know you truly want what I am offering." Communication was crucial. Atticus could feel how much she wanted him. He just needed her to say it out loud. His nose buried in her hair, still half done up for the wedding, half flying free. It was going to be his treat and her pleasure to mess her up tonight.

"I have no idea what happens next, but whatever it is, I want it all with you-" Atticus had his fingers on her clit before she finished speaking He could feel her heart, and heard her speak it aloud. Esti managed a single word, "Green." As Atticus worked the hand that had been on her hip lower. Exploring her core with a single finger while his other hand worked to drag her own slick from her lower lips upwards to her clip while Atticus was beginning to finger her with his other hand. Building even more wetness to work with. There was a bottle of lube in his trick bag. It was heady to only smell his mates arousal in the air for at least a little while before some artificial enhancers were needed to maximize pleasure.

Atticus was thrilled as Esti leaned back, angling her head so they could kiss while his hands worked her sex over, seeking to find all the best ways to touch her Methodically tracing the ways her body responded to each kind of touch into a memory in his mind. Slowly working her towards her first orgasm of the evening with his fingers.

He felt that she was close. Thought that she would cum soon, when Esti whispered through gritted teeth "Yellow." Then looking mad to Atticus has his fingers stopped everything they had been doing. "It's, a lot." Esti said. "Green?" Her voice inflected like a question. Atticus moved his hands back to how they had been last exploring her body. "Green." Esti whispered as her body reacted to how Atticis was touching her right now. How he was holding her. How glad she was to be in his arms.

Atticus worked Esti back to where she had been before she called yellow. Feeling as her muscles grew tight. Felt her fight against letting go of her control over her body. Atticus kissed from her ear, along her jaw until their lips met. Esti was Hungry, her lips and tongue seeking his own. "Let go sweet girl. Give in and cum for me." Atticus whispered in her ear as he added a third finger to her pussy while his other hand pinched down around her clit before massaging her pleasure nub as Esti finally, came apart on Atticus's hand. His voice purring praise into her ear as Esti came harder than she had known was possible. Unaware that this had only been the warm up.