22. Dax
DAX
Cam dropped to one knee and wrapped his hands loosely around my ankles as he slid them up my legs.
When he reached the bottom of my dress, he slipped his fingers under it and curved around to the back so he could cup my ass.
The silky fabric didn’t fight him as he worked it up, revealing my pussy to him.
Leaning in, he kissed right above the soft flesh, causing me to hum with delight.
Then he stood, gliding the silk off my body and over my head to fall in a heap on the floor.
Taking a step back, he just watched me for a moment with fire in his eyes.
Twirling a finger, he motioned for me to turn for him, so I did slowly, caressing my own body as I did so.
“Fuck, that looks even more amazing on you than I thought it would,” he praised, reaching down to rub his cock through his pants. “I might not be able to play with you as long as I hoped before needing to bury myself inside you.”
I gave him a sultry smile. “She said we have the room all night, and it’s barely ten o’clock. I think we have plenty of time for you to recover if you want to go more than a few rounds.”
“God, I love how your mind works.” Cam sighed.
“Now all that’s left is to decide where to begin.
For starters, I think we need to get you properly restrained.
Tonight you’re mine to play with, and I can’t have you taking over when you get frustrated with me denying you the orgasm you so desperately want. ”
My whole body shivered at his words. Wes was the last person I’d been tied up with, and that was the first time I’d gotten to use that particular function of the bed on myself.
I’d tied up plenty of my fuck buddies but not myself.
Cam led me over to a wooden frame positioned just beneath the hanging spreader bar.
Pushing a button on the frame, the triangle-shaped bar lowered, and I noticed there were leather cuffs already attached to it.
When it was lowered enough for me to easily reach, I lifted my arms. Cam tightened the cuffs with practiced ease, kissing down my arm before moving to the other side.
Finishing with my arms, he tested how far the spread needed to be for the leg spreader.
Then he connected a strap from the frame to an outside ring of the leg cuffs.
Now I was spread wide, and I couldn’t lift my legs, leaving me immobilized as he lifted the arm bar to the point I couldn’t bend my elbows.
“Look at you, tied up, at my mercy, and eyes full of need, my little flower. Will you bloom for me?” Cam asked as he trailed a finger down the middle of my body from throat to pussy. “I want to see you bloom over and over again until you beg me to stop.”
I gulped as a rush of heat and anticipation flooded my body.
“Now we need the final touch to this moment of surrender,” Cam informed me.
He slipped a length of black silk off a wooden peg on the wall.
Slowly, he circled me, letting one hand brush along my skin until he was standing right behind me, his breath hot on my neck.
I watched as he slid his arms on either side of my head to secure the blindfold over my eyes.
A bolt of anxiety shot through me, but then I remembered this was something we’d already done, and it had been amazing.
Calming myself, I closed my eyes as the silk brushed my cheeks and tightened around the back of my head.
“We will start out slow, I promise. These will be things I know you enjoy,” Cam whispered as he placed a soft kiss on my cheek. “Trust your Master, my flower. I’ll take the best care of you.”
I could hear my breathing as it quickened and my heart thumping loudly in my chest as I listened to the sounds of him collecting a few things before his presence returned to me.
He was now standing in front of where I was suspended, and his fingers trailed up my arms toward my breasts.
There he started to massage them, shifting the straps to free my nipple so he could suck one of them into his mouth.
I gasped as his other hand rolled my other nipple between his fingers while his tongue flicked the other.
Now that both were stiff points, I felt something cool close on either side of the peak.
I moaned at the bite of the first nipple clamp and felt the second one being secured.
Once they were both on, Cam gave the chain I knew connected them a gentle tug, ensuring they would stay in place.
“Oh God,” I whimpered as the swirl of pain and pleasure hit my gut and trickled down to my clit.
“So you like that, my flower?” Cam asked.
I moaned again as he tugged once more, making me lick my lips before answering. “Yes, Master, I love it. Thank you, Master.”
“Good, little flower,” Cam praised as he flicked one clamp with his finger, sending jolts of pain rocketing through me.
“Fuck,” I swore.
“Hmm, if you’re good, I might be able to get to that,” Cam informed me. “Now it seems that this outfit is blocking me from accessing that perfect pussy of yours. Don’t you agree I should do something about that?”
“Yes, Master, you should have access to whatever you want on my body,” I answered.
There was a sharp pain on my ass followed by the sound of a whip cracking. “Flower, I already have access to what I want. All I want to hear from you is yes or no. Have I made myself clear?”
Fuck, why the hell was this so hot to have him put me in my place like this?
“Yes, Master,” I answered as directed.
In response, a hand rubbed between my legs, making me toss back my head at the torture of feeling him but it not being enough. “Good, little flower. Now I’m going to use my blade to remove some of these straps. You need to hold as still as a statue. If you move, then you’ll be disciplined.”
“Yes, Master.”
I could hear the sound of the knife being removed from the metal tray, and I was unable to stop the shiver that happened when the flat, cool blade was placed on my ass.
Instantly, it was removed, and another snap of the whip landed on my ass cheek.
“No, flower, I know you can do better than that. We didn’t even get to the first strap.
The longer you make this take, the fewer orgasms you get to have.
If I can’t get to your pussy, then I can’t fill it with what you want most. We don’t want that now, do we? ”
“No, Master,” I responded, attempting to take deep, even breaths as he tried again.
The cold metal of the blade made contact, but I kept still, and I felt the first strap loosen between my legs. “One,” Cam counted.
Using the dull side, he let the back of the knife glide from one cheek to the other without applying pressure. It was more the mental fact he had a wicked sharp blade trailing across my skin. Then it slipped under another strap, and that one fell away next.
“Two.”
Instead of the blade, his hand made contact again, sliding between my legs. I could actually feel the heat of his finger this time, but there were still a few straps in the way. “Seems we still have a few to go. Let’s see if it’s better to work from the front, shall we?”
The sound of his steps as he came to stand before me was the only warning I got before another tug on the nipple clamps occurred.
I cried out, arching my back and thrusting my breasts forward.
Seconds later, a lash of the whip landed on my thigh, and I groaned at the sting.
It was so strange to have all this pain become a rush of adrenaline, making me feel like I was high.
I’d heard people talk about it, and I experienced this being choked but never with a switch.
“You were doing so well, my little flower,” Cam commented with a touch of disappointment. “I suppose I’ll have to forgive you since I know how sensitive your pert little nipples are. Not many women can come just from having them played with.”
My mind went to when Weston made me come on the kitchen counter just with my nipples and Cam watching. Yeah, I was one fucking lucky woman, that’s for damn sure.
“Now, let us continue,” Cam warned as the blade touched my body again and quickly cut through two straps this time. “It seems my patience is running out because I want to play with this pussy, and I don’t like that something is keeping me from it. Let’s check and see if that did the trick.”
His hand rested on the swell of my pussy and then slid down until he speared two fingers into my eagerly awaiting entrance.
I gasped at the sudden intrusion, but that quickly turned to a moan as he stroked the inside.
Oh God, this is what I’d been waiting for, and my body hummed with delight. Then all too soon, he removed them.
“Now that I have what I want, I think it’s time we remove the rest of this, don’t you?”
“Yes, Master,” I answered, my voice full of need.
He started cutting away all the other straps off the lingerie, moving with steady yet purposeful actions.
The tip of the blade flicked my nipples a few times as he cut them free of the bindings around them.
With the clamps still on, they were even more sensitive, making me mewl in need.
By the time everything had been cut away, I was a panting, needy mess.
I needed something to fuck me good and hard after all this torture.
As if Cam knew exactly what I needed, I heard the rasp of a zipper along with the clatter of something being put down and something else being picked up from the metal tray.
“Are you ready for the knife play, flower?” Cam asked.
He was giving me the choice to continue down this path or not, but any worry I had before was now gone. “Yes, Master.”