That night. He was seated on a wide, cushioned bench and had wrapped and tied her legs behind and around him. She was wearing white, lace panties.
-You'll wear these until I decide you have learned enough to wear a more mature color.
She was not privy to the life of a sub, yet, but in do time she would learn to be comfortable with him and this lifestyle. Till then he would wait to penetrate.
She sat on him, her back facing him. Obediently, she sat still. He started to tie her hands behind her; her back was toward him. He proceeded to put nipple clamps on her, it was the least he could do. Penetration was a long ways away. He was all balls and erection. Seated on a bench with his erection pressed against her ever-growing warmth. he began to tease her, to tug on her clamps: once, twice, again and again. Her pleasure grew and the heat flowed through her. She began to sweat and he was pleased. He cleaned the side of her neck with his left hand while tugging on her clamps with his right. She couldn't say much, for she was gagged as well. He moved his right hand over from the clamps to pull on her dark brown hair. One of his favorite features.
She would not come tonight, not yet.
