I did so without question. It was then that I felt something in my mouth that felt like a ball. My mind reeled as I remembered images of what was called a ball gag, and wiggled a little bit. He merely kissed my eyes and cheeks with light butterfly kisses.
"It's ok. I've got you."
He then tightened each rope, each restraint so that I was left immobile. I tried to move, but none was allowed. My breathing quickened.
"Chance, if you want out of this, just shake your head back and forth and say 'uh-uh-uh' and I will stop right now." I relaxed. I wanted him to continue.
I panicked just a little not knowing what he was going to do to me and having no control whatsoever. And yet, I trusted him. I remembered then seeing a meme about Domination/Submission that said something like, "He has the power to destroy me, but I trust him not to." Those weren't the exact words, but that's what was running through my mind.
He moved his hands over my body just then, and my breathing relaxed. His touch was so tender, and so strong. Each touch brought a throb inside me, and I wanted to reach for him to pull him close.
"Not yet, Baby Girl. Relax and let me show you how I want you."
Oh, God! I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter. I wanted him in me! Now!
I simply moaned. This was what I was missing for so long! This is what I wanted.
His fingers probed and caressed my innermost parts. He licked and kissed and flicked me lightly. I couldn't move but he used this restriction for his pleasure.
"God, you are so sexy, my girl!"
Normally, I would have cringed at the words my girl but not now. Now? I was so aroused; I was on the edge.
"Not yet, Baby Girl. Not yet."
The pressure was increasing, and his fingers were probing deeper and deeper. Suddenly, just as I was near orgasm, he entered me hard and fast. I gasped at the intrusion, but moaned as he thrust harder and harder into me. I could not move, and could only take what he gave.
My passions were aroused beyond what I could envision. I felt myself swirling with the sensations of his hardness moving inside me deeper and deeper. His hips ground against me. I heard his primal growls become more insistent.
Suddenly, he cried out, "Cum with me. Now!"
I released myself and found myself floating into spasm after spasm of ecstasy. I moaned and screamed. Colors flooded my consciousness. His panting sank into my subconscious, and I knew he was receiving as much pleasure as I was. I was in nirvana knowing that it was the use of my body that brought him so much pleasure. It was the giving of control to this dominant man that brought me so much pleasure.
He dropped onto me full body, and I could feel the mixture of our passion against my skin. He removed the ball gag and turned my head to the side so he could kiss me deeply.
He sighed, "You are the most magnificent woman I have ever known, Chance. Thank you."
I opened my mouth to speak, and he covered it with his mouth. Probing my mouth with his tongue, he kissed me again.
He rose up and quietly said, "No talking, Baby Girl." From there, he moved from the bed.
It was several minutes before he returned. I lay there without fear. I lay there waiting for him patiently to take care of me, just as he said he would.
He returned and gently untied the rope from my ankles first, then my wrists. Turning me over he finally removed the blindfold and gazed into my eyes.
"You have given me such a treasure tonight. Stay with me. Here. I'll take you home tomorrow."
I said nothing, just smiled and cuddled into his arms.
"No talking," he said.
I sighed deeply because for the first time in my life, I felt free.
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FantasyI've heard it all. With my name, Chance, each and every pun has made its way to my ears.
