Chapter 15
S tepping into the bedroom , Petra noticed Goblin standing with his back to the door, looking out the window and padded forward. “I am here, my Goblin,” she said softly and waited for him to turn.
She was slightly buzzing from her time with Stitches, the endorphins keeping her slightly high. She wasn’t sure what she was in for with Goblin, but she was eager to spend the time, and to, hopefully, see him.
The others, so far it had been both nerve wracking and wonderful, and her Goblin...
“Get on the bed,” he said and she looked over to it, seeing long swaths of silk tied to the four corners. She grinned. Goblin was going to tie her up? Well then...
She slipped onto the bed, moving to the center, and shed her robe. In seconds she was flat on her back, and Goblin was above her, making quick work of her bonds.
“Now, I know what you are doing, Pet...and this is going to go how I want,” he said as he finished tying the right wrist up and moved down to her legs.
“Knees up,” he said and she did, treated to the long swaths of green silk wrapping around her thigh and calf, keeping her legs bent and immobile.
“Gods, I love you all trussed up,” he said absently as he leaned back.
She was laid out, arms over her head, hands gripping the green silk, and her thighs open, legs folded on themselves.
The cool air of the room caressed her heated flesh and she felt her nipples pearl as Goblin undressed, leaving his mask on, and settled himself on his knees between her thighs, slowly pushing into her.
“Ah...” she moaned and arched, the perfect length of him as he slid inside her... He stopped as she felt herself reach the root of him, and he leaned over her, hands on the bed on either side of her torso. “So fucking good.” She moaned.
“Enjoy it while it lasts...the pain will be there soon enough. Well, you will feel uncomfortable,” he amended. “See...I don’t really want you hurting. But I need your submission to me.”
“I’m yours, my Goblin,” she said. “I will endure for you.”
“Yes you will,” he said and gripped her waist as he took her at a very brutal pace. She gasped, sobbed and surrendered to what he was doing to her, bringing her to the edge.
And then retreated. He ran his fingers over her torso, petted her, pressed on her body in different places that made her pulse. Biting her lip, she felt the orgasm sitting, shifting but not blooming, waiting.
“I can do things to you...as you well know,” he said, voice modulated, “that can keep you here, just on the edge of coming, on the edge of flying...but it can also cause pain,” he offered and pressed the heel of his hand onto her navel.
Severe discomfort assailed her for moments.
“That’s a pulse point...that’s a point that can render you incapacitated.
..” She gasped as the pain shot through her.
“Or can send you to heaven.” He changed the angle of his palm and pressed again and she almost shot off the bed.
“Goblin!” she moaned as her sheath gripped him, though the orgasm was still sitting there, unchained.
Goosebumps bloomed on her skin and she panted, the pleasure there, but it wasn’t an orgasm.
“Tantra can be used for many things, sweet,” he said and looked up to her, his goblin mask’s attention on her. “Do you crave what I give you?”
“Yes...” she moaned. “I’m yours, Goblin...to use at your will.”
He pressed that point again and she shuddered, the pleasure there but once again not an orgasm. She realized then that he was giving her measured thrusts of his beautiful, perfect cock, and it was keeping her there, just on the precipice.
“I know you want to see me...but I want you begging for it. Will you beg for my face...or the orgasm I wonder...”
“Please...” she moaned, looking at him. “The orgasm is hollow without the connection. I need you...please...” she sobbed. “I’m yours, but I want you... You, my Goblin...”
“Fuck,” he said and took her harder. “Me? Me?”
“You... Oh fuck...” she moaned as he backed off the orgasm once more. Panting, she smiled at him. “Please...more...”
“More? Of this?” He flexed his hips and she started to feel the pain in her hips and legs.
“Show me... Please... So I can come all over you.”
“So sure you are going to like what you see?”
“I like you, Goblin... My Goblin... My sexy fucking Goblin...”
“Not anymore,” he said and pulled his mask off, pinching her clit at the same time.
She shattered then, the orgasm twisting inside her as he stared her down with his beautiful golden eyes. She knew him, knew exactly who he was and she cried out, “Jack!” as the orgasm made spots flow into her vision.
And then his cock was gone, and her legs where free and he had his mouth between her thighs, torturing her with his tongue and teeth and she was shaking.
Another orgasm ripped through her as he speared her with his tongue, groaning, and then she was on her stomach, Jack’s cock inside her again as he took her at a brutal pace.
Sheened with sweat, he gripped her hips, fingers pressing down, creating pressure that didn’t feel like it could come from where he was pressing her body.
Her core fluttered and he shouted as she felt him shoot insider her, hot and thick, and gods it triggered another orgasm inside her, causing her to moan and. ..
“What...what happened?” she said. It felt like she blinked but she was not tied anymore, and he was between her thighs, still inside her but she was on her back now, and he had her thighs wrapped around his hips, playing his fingers just around her clit.
She watched as he pulled out and scooped the come that came with him, then rubbed it into her clit and pussy, a smirk on his face. “Waste not want not,” he said and looked at her. “Hey, beautiful.”
“Hi,” she said and licked her lips. “That was... Did I black out?”
He nodded. “Consider it a dress rehearsal...for future play dates.” He winked and swiped some of their mingled release on his tongue, and leaned in, kissing her. “God below...you are perfect.”
She grinned, the taste of herself and him together on her tongue. Who knew Jack was the kinda guy that liked snowballing?
“Speak for yourself. Yoga?”
He nodded. “We can get into just how bendy I actually am at another time.”
“And that Tantra... Jack...”
He put his finger to her lips, and she moved to get it into her mouth to suck on it. He groaned. “Oh, we will see about that soon enough, Pet. You got about fifteen minutes to clean up and get ready.” He leaned down and kissed her again. “Be a good girl.”