Bell Whistles SecretsChapter 8 Historical Perspective
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She rose from the side of the tub and offered her hand to him. How she loved bathing him and tending to his needs. His strong muscles under her fingertips, the soothing feeling of touching his skin and the intimacy of touching him where she pleased.
Taking a dry towel, she patted his face tenderly, then kissed him. Working her way down his body, she would dry away the water droplets, replacing them with kisses. Kneeling in front of him, she nuzzled his cock with her face, reveling in his fresh clean scent. He playfully took his cock in his hand and slapped her cheeks with it.
‘Please’
‘Please what?’
‘Please, let me taste you.’
He entwines his fingers in her hair and pulls her closer to him as he parts her lips with his hard cock. Hot velvet is what comes to his mind as his cock penetrates her mouth. Not wanting to lose control, he hooks his finger through her collar and pulls her gently up to him. Wrapping his arms about her, he kisses her deeply, slowly, silently telling her of what is to come.
‘Go to bed my baby and wait for me,’ he instructs her. ‘But first, light candles.’
He knows for what he has planned, she needs the privacy of shadows, but yet, he wants enough light to enjoy the reactions on her face and of her body. He smiles as she turns to complete her assigned tasks.
Having lit the candles, she sits on the edge of the bed, her nipples tightening up in anticipation, her pussy beginning to churn with desire. She looked up to find him standing before her, with a pair of her stockings in his hands. He sees the questioning look on her face, then the blush as it works its way over her face, he knows that she has figured out what he desires.
She holds out her hands to him. Looking up at him with trust and love, she smiles to give him permission to do with her as he pleases. He ties a stocking to each wrist, the remaining fabric dangling downwards from her hands.
‘Lay back on the pillows,’ he whispers.
She does so and waits, He leans over and kisses her as he ties first one wrist and then the other to the iron headboard. His fingers begin to unbutton her gown, lingering, teasing her. With each new area of skin exposed, he kisses it. Slowly he travels down her collar bone, to her cleavage, until finally a nipple is exposed. Discreetly he peels back the cotton fabric allowing the nipple to contract further from the room’s cool air. Her cheeks blush, but her eyes search for his. She needs this exposure to him, no matter how shy she is. The lady and the whore he owns.
Locking her in his gaze, his mouth lowers to her nipple as she arches her back willing for the contact to be faster. As his lips wrap around the nipple, she moans slightly and shifts on the bed, her pussy oozing. Forgetting her hands are tied, she tries to reach for his face, but then realizing her limitations, she settles back into the pillows knowing that he is orchestrating this love making.
He teases her with his tongue and lips. Pushing the nipple flat against the roof of his mouth, he suckles her like a newborn. Then he inhales as much of her as he can and begins to use his teeth as he pulls his head back and the skin slides through over them, gazing and scraping the tender flesh. Her head tosses from side to side, a sure sign that this is what she wants and needs. With each pass his teeth dig deeper into her flesh until finally he is leaving red streaks on her skin. Now he tenderly licks and kisses each one, soothing the pain they both love and crave.
Again he begins his journey down her body, exposing more of it to his desires as he unbuttons. As her tangle of curls comes into view, he is greeted by the scent of her wet pussy. She parts her thighs as if to beg for contact. He rests the palm of his hand on her puffy mound, kneading it, slipping a single finger between her lips, feeling the slick warmth of her. She cries out raising her ass into the air, trying to take more of him inside of her.
‘Hush slut, this is done on my timetable tonight. You will cum, over and over again, but for my pleasure and at my will. Understood?’
‘Yes, sire.’
Taking the oil from the night stand, he lightly oils his fingertips and begins to play and tease her nipples.
‘What are these my blue-eyed bitch?’
‘Tits. Your tits sire.’
She closes her eyes to savor the moment, the feeling of his hands on her. He milks her nipples with expertise, causing her to squirm on the bed with need. Rolling them between his finger, pulling and pinching them, he drives her wild. He leans over to her necks, kissing, licking and sucking her skin, tasting her.
Whispering into her ear, ‘ This is just the beginning.’
Her body shakes as she cums just from his hands on her. He smiles knowing that he alone gives her this. Deciding that her nipples are soft and pliable now, he raises her breast by cupping it.
‘Look’
She watches as he opens the mouth of the clamps wide and positions it over her nipple. He crushes his mouth to hers, drawing in her tongue, sucking it hard and fast as he releases the clamp and its teeth dig into her flesh. As the sudden bite of pain courses through her body, he feels it in her kiss. Pulling back, he sees, the tear in the corner of her eye that he kisses away.
Turning to her other nipple, he listens to her soft pants as she awaits the surge of painful pleasure that will overtake her. Taking this nipple between two fingers and stretching it out as far as possible from her body. He releases the clamp as well as his fingers simultaneously, watching her full heavy tit fall to her chest. She closes her eyes, bites her bottom lip as a hiss escapes.
Lying there, now tied and clamped she anticipates his next move. All is quite for several minutes as he calmly waits and watches her. She feels something against her lips
‘Suck,’ she is ordered.
She opens her mouth and feels a small dildo sliding in. Imagining it is he, she works that cock back and forth into her mouth with heated longing. He eyes watch as her tongue lavishes the head, tickling up under the corona, just as she does to him. She feels her legs being pushed apart, but that is secondary to what she is feeling and doing. Then she is aware of his finger at her ass, teasing the taunt skin, pushing just a little in and as she attempts to take it in, he pulls away with a soft laugh.
‘Baby bitch needs this, doesn’t she?’
Unable to answer, she nods her head in agreement. Eyes still closed, dildo sliding in and out of her mouth, she feels his finger again at her entrance, but this time slick with oil. He pushes in just enough to make her want more. Raising her ass off the bed, she pushes back against him, telling him of her need. Deeper he goes, stretching her, making sure she is well lubed. The cock is pulled from her mouth and is pushed into her with one deep thrust. She feels her clit jump to attention and swells with need. He teases her now, sliding the shaft nearly out, the head just opening the entrance then thrusting in an inch and then out again. Taking his other hand, he spreads her cheeks so that he may watch. He knows how this creates a struggle within her. Wanton whore or shy lady, both are his. With one final thrust, he buries the cock deep within her ass. He then lies down beside her.
With her arms up over her head, the side swell of her breast is open to him. He lowers his face to her, tracing the fullness with his tongue, nipping and biting at the soft skin. His fingers dance over her clamped nipples, sending shocks of electricity directly to her clit. The room is filled with the smell of her wet pussy and the skin warmed oil. The candles flicker causing shadows to dance on the walls as if others were watching his play with her.
He voice is husky with passion as he begins to speak.
‘Remember how at times, you’ve stroked me with different textures, giving me a multitude of sensations on my cock?
‘Yes’
‘Well, my pet, now it is your turn.’
Splitting her lips open he is greeted with her moist glistening pussy. Already her clit is pushed out from its hood, standing erect and engorged. He thinks to himself that by the end, it will have swelled to even greater size. The cool air causes her inner lips to contract a bit and he observes as her body attempts to adjust to the ever-changing situation.
‘First I will dry you so that you will prove to me your arousal is from my touch.’
Taking a terry washcloth, he deftly pulls wide her lips, drying every bit of moisture from her. Bumping her clit, he sees as the hood tries to cover it in protection. Holding it back with his thumb, he begins to slightly rub her clit with the cloth. He knows how she loves friction on her clit, often she will dry herself as he goes down on her saying she wants to feel his tongue drag against her.
Satisfied that she is dry enough, he picks up his first implement of teasing torment. Beginning at her tummy, he glides silk over her skin, seeing how it slides with a minimum of contact. Over her inner thighs he goes, noting how her body trembles with delight. Down to the soft skin between her pussy and ass, he lingers, swirling the silk sending shivers up and down her spine.
As her body adjusts to that sensation, he casts it aside in favor of lace. Lace, while looking delicate, can catch and hook on the skin. And this is what he hopes for. He wants the lace to catch and tug on her soft pink lips, teasing her lighter than his fingers alone could. Sliding it up the clitoral shaft, an edge catches on her urethra, giving her the feeling that she will squirt all over him. The sensation goes deep within her, causing her to take in a sharp breath, enjoy the arousal and then exhale with pleasure. He wraps his fingertip with the lace, scratching and pulling his way from her inner pussy lips to her clit. Right before his eyes, she oozes wetness, the droplets seeping from her pores.
Her body withers on the bed, trying to escape the feelings and yet give into them at the same time.
‘Now you can see why you are tethered to the bed. I wanted you to just accept this, not push me away or stop me when the sensuality overwhelmed you.’
With the words barely out of his mouth, he slips a hole in the lace over her clit, trapping it for his pleasure. He spreads her skin as flat as possible, making her clit stand upright like a miniature cock. Lowering his mouth to her, he starts to lick at her clit much as she had his cock hours before. He twirls his tongue over the tip, causing her body to jump from the bed. Not showing a bit of mercy, he continues to lash at her clit with his tongue while moving the lace back and forth, adding to the relentless stimulation. She twists and turns on the bed, crying out but never does he hear the word stop. Finally he is rewarded with what he wants. She cries out harder this time, fingers grabbing at the iron bars as she floods his face with her cum.
Like a starving man at a banquet, he sinks his face in deeper and relishes her sweetness. As her whimpers of pleasure subside, he comes back up along the side of her, reaching up and untying her hands. He gathers her into his arms as she lays her head on his chest. Kissing her hair, listening to his heartbeat, they know they share something that very few ever will.
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