The making of Harvey Spectre

The unforgettable

Jessica decided to go through with it after Harvey told her exactly what was happening. His restless and destructive mind torn between a broken family from a cheating mother, his cockiness getting the better of him at work, and carelessness about school work was eating him on the inside. He tried to play with a sub and almost hurt the sub too - he safe worded and Harvey had stopped.

"Are you sure you can handle what you're asking for?" she asked.

"Yes." he simply said, relieved almost.

"What's your safe-word?" she asked.

"Peppermint." he steadied his breathing.

"Kneel" a simple command. Harvey fell on his knees but maintained eye contact. Jessica was surprised by the grace. She expected him to be rather rough around the edges.

"What is it?" She asked him when she saw his face.

"How may I address you?" He asked.

"Mistress, miss, ma'am... the choice is yours."

"Thank you, Mistress."

"It's redemption you seek, so let's get started."

"Hands" she demanded. He put both his wrists in front. She undid the cufflinks and put them on the table.

"Hands on your head and don't move them." She said next. He complied.

She started slowly undoing the buttons on this white shirt. Light, deliberate touches as she went down. She reached mid way and pulled the shirt to untuck it from both sides. She knew Harvey was staring intently, almost lost. She slipped her hands under the shirt and felt his waist, followed by his flexed abs. She heard Harvey's breath hitch. She liked it more than she cared to admit. The effect she had on him.

She slowly continued with the unbuttoning and discarded the shirt. After having him put his hands on this head again, she worked his belt. Once it was off, she doubled it over and smacked the wooden table behind her with it. It made a loud noise and Harvey flinched. A good flinch because she could now make out the bulge in his pants.

She slipped both her index fingers in his waistband and took her time going around his waist. She saw the bulge grow and she could almost swear she heard a soft whimper.

She undid the button and the zipper and pulled the pants down. Once they were discarded, she cupped his erection over his underwear. She heard a sharp breath of intake and she saw his hands come down to his neck.

She grabbed his balls tightly as she spanked his ass twice.

"Hands!" Is all she had to say.

Harvey whimpered followed by an apology. He put his hands over his head again.

"Since you're having a hard time keeping them there, let's tie them up."
She said and had his arms tied to the hooks on the ceiling with hemp ropes. She proceeded to remove his underwear and watched in delight as his cock spring free, hard and ready. She had his legs bound by a spreader bar. His eyes blindfolded with a smooth, soft black eye mask.

She started again with applying soft pressure of her nails on his back. She started from his shoulders and moved down towards his ass.

She squeezed his ass before scraping her perfectly manicured nails against it. That earned her a groan from Harvey as he threw his head back. She continued with an increasing pressure of her nails. She went up and down the back of his legs too and smirked as a shiver passed through his body.