Female dominant, male submissive

She woke him with a gentle nudge. “Keep those eyes closed but open your mouth — I’ll give you a surprise,” she said with a grin in a lazy morning from the bed.

So he opened his mouth. She straddled his chest, placing her arms on his shoulders, and lowered her left breast to his mouth. He took her nipple in his mouth and started to suck.

She reached to right his arm and pulled the hand toward her mouth. She started sucking on his fingers before yelling “surprise!” and securing a cuff around his wrist.

Groggily, he smiled and played along. She placed a cuff around his left wist before getting off the bed and heading to his closet. Returning with two of his neckties, she proceeded to tie a tie around each knee before securing the neckwear to each cuff.

“See, surprise!” she said, laughing, as she trailed a finger down his chest and over his very erect cock.

She went over to her sewing supplies and picked up the scissors, looking at him menacingly. “Not today, I don’t think ,” before pulling up some shoelace. Letting each eyelet drop, she held the shoestring by the center and moved toward him. She circled the lace around his scrotum, placing the ends between the loop, and then pulling.

She made sure things were tight. He may have squeaked a bit.

“And we’ll finish with a bow,” she said in her cutesy voice, tying a shoestring bow about his testicles before heading back to her sewing supplies.

With a bobbin of thick thread, she returned. “Let’s make you pretty,” she said and then proceeded to, meticulously, wrap and knot the string about his throbbing member. When she was done, the thread pressed into his sex. He squirmed in discomfort.

“You know, if you’d just let that thing go soft, it wouldn’t be so painful,” she said, tracing her fingers up the bound member. “oh, what’s this?” she asked, collecting a large crop of precum in her fingers.

She started to stroke his cock, and the sewing string bit further into his sex. He started thrusting with each stroke – but then she pulled her hand away, giggling as his hip thrusts left his cock swaying, hungry for contact, but getting none.

She collected another drop of precum from his throbbing sex. This time, she brought her finger to his mouth, placing it between his lips. She inserted her finger fully, withdrew it, and then placed two. Slowly, she proceeded to mouth fuck him with her fingers. He sucked, eagerly. When she finally pulled her fingers away, he whimpered and extended his head, trying to reach her hand.

She then straddled his face, her ass to the headboard, and lowered her own sex to his lips. He immediately started massaging her clit with his tongue. She moaned in appreciation before going back to stroking his cock. Any time it looked like he *might* be getting close to release, she’d break contact with his sex and push her pussy hard against his face.

After bringing him to the edge and leaving him wanting for the fifth or sixth time (or was that after her fifth or sixth orgasm?), she collapsed onto his chest, forcing her pussy away from his tongue. He tried to continue licking, but she grabbed his balls and squeezed.

He gasped.

“Ooooh, more and more,” she said, noticing a trail of precum starting from the head of his cock and collecting in a small pool about his stomach. She collected it in two fingers and proceeded to trace the thread about his engorged cock.

“I think we can let you go,” and started to pull one of the threads. He moaned in discomfort before the string snapped. With a few quick motions, she had freed his cock from the string.

Only to leave him alone once again – performing his highly erotic sundial impersonation.

This time, she returned with a Wartenberg wheel. *SLOWLY* she traced the implement along the inside of his right thigh, to the crevice between groin and leg, around the shoestring binding his balls, and then

tooth

by

tooth

up his cock. He writhed, trying to get more contact with his sex about anything. But he was only ever paid by the teeth of the wheel digging further into his erection.

Seeing him in distress, she asked, “what do you want?” – curiosity heavy in her voice.

“To cum,” he replied, his voice barely more than a whisper as he breathed heavily.

“Well, I want to cuddle!” she replied and dropped the wheel, placing one arm behind his head and the other across his chest. “And I don’t think you get any say here.”

She hugged him.

He thrust his hips, his cock rebounding off his stomach.

“Oh, that thing, I think I know how to deal with that,” and she kissed his chest. Straddling his hips, she guided the cock inside of her and wrapped her arms around his torso.

He pumped into her, furiously. She forced herself further and further way, so that only the head of his engorged cock found contact, before pressing her body fully against him.

Again, she placed two fingers into his mouth, forcing his fingers fully into him before withdrawing. Soon after the mouth fucking started, he was spewing.

As soon as his body stopped trembling, she brought her sex to his mouth. “You made me all dirty,” she said. “Good boys clean up,” and he swallowed his own cum while licking her. She rode his face until she, again, came to orgasm.

“You wanted to cum, right?,” she said, gleefully, placing herself between his legs. His member, still holding onto the last vestiges of his drawn-out erection, quickly re-hardened as she guided it into her mouth.

She, expertly, worked his cock while, with one hand, she found a nipple and squeezed.

Her other hand squeezed and twisted his balls.

She moaned when he grew even harder.

Letting go of his nipple, she brought her hand back and started stroking him as she sucked him. Letting go of his balls, she started to press a finger into his butt.

He came a second time.

She continued sucking.

He writhed.

She continued the blow job.

He begged her to stop. “It’s too much” he pleaded.

She continued sucking.

He actually started to cry.

And still she continued.

It wasn’t until he started to grow flaccid that she released his sex. Then, again, she laid herself next to him. With one finger, she directed his mouth to hers. They kissed as she deposited a combination of cum and saliva into his mouth.

He swallowed.

She grabbed his now soft cock.

“This this is a lot more fun when it’s hard” she commented, before releasing one of the wrist cuffs. “Let yourself out – then meet me in the shower,” she said, getting out of bed.