Chapter 36 Restraint #4
“How are you doing with all this, baby? This is probably more than you’re used to.”
I huff, “I’m having a great time.”
Renée draws circles on my chest, her face serene. “And... you enjoyed it when I played with your ass?”
Heat flushes my face, and it takes me a second to form the right words. “It surprised me how much I enjoyed that.”
“I’m glad,” she says, and hops off to dig through her toy bag. “Because there’s more where that came from.”
“Oh, really?” I grin. “What’s next, a butt plug?”
“Better,” she replies with her back turned. She fiddles with something before spinning on her heel and holding a strappy harness with a pink dildo attached. “Pegging.”
“You wanna put a dildo in my butt?!”
She smiles like a kid on Christmas. “I do. A cute one too. And look.” She steps closer to give me a better view. “It’s just a little one—perfect for beginners.”
“Beginners? What’s the biggest one you have?
” She goes back to her bag of kink and rifles through—occasionally murmuring things to herself before turning.
My mouth drops when she displays an enormous dildo like she’s a showgirl on The Price is Right.
It’s three different shades of green, complete with balls and a suction cup at the base. “That’s a tree trunk!”
“I call him The Troll,” she says affectionately, and tucks the monster away in what I have gathered is her equipment bag.
“Don’t worry.” She winks. “We’ll work you up to that.
” My mouth is suddenly dry and I swallow.
This amuses her, and she plants a kiss on my forehead. “You’re so cute when you’re nervous.”
“Now back to this.” She dangles the strap-on between us. “Personally, I think you’d look rather beautiful taking me, but we don’t have to.”
“But you want to?”
“Only if you do. Pegging isn’t a deal-breaker, Jonah. It makes me feel powerful, but not at the expense of your limits.”
I study the small dildo—about the size of my index finger, maybe a little longer. “I did try to date a man,” I reason.
She rolls her eyes. “That doesn’t necessarily mean you would have bottomed.”
With my very recent experience having my asshole rimmed, I stare unblinking at the strap, and sigh. “No, I probably woulda.” My mind set, I smile. “Okay, Professor. Let’s do it. Show me what I’ve been missing.”
Renée beams the entire time she releases me from my restraints and teaches me how she wears a harness. I pay close attention and ask questions because knowing her, she’ll test me, and I’m a good student... now.
Before she asks me to, I’m on my hands and knees.
“What are you doing?” she asks.
“Um, getting in position for you? Or wait—” I spread my knees wider to accommodate our height difference. “Is that better?” A sudden sharp pain bursts from my ass cheek where she’s bitten it!
“Wrong way, Mr. Johanssen. On your back. I want to see your face when you take my cock.”
Not words I ever thought I’d hear, nonetheless I’ve been set on fire.
I apologize and flip over. My own cock (much larger and thicker than the dildo for the record) is like stone. In the lamp light, Renée’s hair is warmer and more vibrant.
She adjusts her harness once more—every movement deliberate and precise. When she climbs between my legs, I expect her to insert something into me, but instead she lowers herself, pushes my knees up, spreads my ass, and licks.
“Holy shit,” I huff, as a web of white hot pleasure spreads through my body.
Incoherent words and incomplete sentences tumble from my lips as the hottest woman on earth eats my ass.
Her tongue expertly flicks and prods at my entrance while her nose grazes my taint, and I’m baffled at how incredible it feels.
Precum drips and I’m panting when she resurfaces. Lube is applied generously to my hole and the longer she takes, the more comfortable I feel about this. She’s so serious, so focused on making sure I’m taken care of that she’s absorbing my fear and tossing it away with a reassuring smile.
When she pushes a finger in, I tense.
“It’s okay, baby. You’re going to feel a lot more pressure than this, but you just need to relax and accept me. There you go.”
“It’s so much,” I wince.
“That’s only half of my finger,” she teases. “But look—hah,” she gasps, and pushes in further. “You did it,” she praises, before pumping in and out slowly.
Sweat beads on my skin and my heart hammers. “Oh my God.”
For a few more minutes, Renée opens me up until she’s confident I can take the strap.
She removes her finger and lines up the dildo.
“You can stop any time,” she reminds me, but I shake my head.
“Okay then. Deep breath in, deep breath out.” When I release it, she pushes inside me.
The dildo is a little more than the width of the finger she opened me with, but it’s. .. it’s nice.
“Ohhh,” I sigh.
“Mhm, there you go,” she says, dragging in and out of me—easy and unhurried. “How do you feel?”
“So good,” I moan. “More, please.”
Her hands find my waist, and with a little more force, she thrusts.
My fingers dig into the pillows behind my head for something, anything to hold onto.
And then she’s throwing her hips in earnest—her gaze flicking between my face and where she’s fucking me, like she’s never seen anything more miraculous.
“Hold your balls so I can fuck you harder.”
Wordless, I obey and groan when she leans forward, hitting an even deeper spot that has me entering a whole new dimension. She kisses my chest because she can’t reach my mouth, and she sucks on each nipple until I’m a squirming mess.
Renée sits back up and roughly strokes my painfully hard cock while pegging me, and I’m a goner in less than ten seconds. “I’m sorry!” I wince, erupting long white ropes of cum on my chest and all the way up to my neck. “I didn’t mean to,” I whimper, still jerking through my orgasm.
“Poor little puppy. It doesn’t take much for you, does it?”
I shake my head, unable to open my eyes as the last of my climax finishes. But... she’s not finishing.
“I’m not done,” she says, a wicked gleam in her eye.
I throw a pillow over my face and scream into the void because the pressure, the pleasure, everything is too intense and I’m too sensitive, no thanks to the cockrings she put on me. She cups the back of my knees, holding me hostage.
I love being her hostage.
“Try and give me one more, baby.”
I remove the pillow and screw up my face. “What do you mean? I’m a man. I already came. It’s gonna be—unghhh—be a while before I’m ready again.” She grabs a vibrator from the bed and presses it against my balls. “Ahhh!”
“Just try for me. Lean into the pleasure, Jonah.”
I have no idea how, but I try. Renée’s encouraging smile and heated stare help me focus. Then I take in her plump little body riding me—breasts spilling out from her leather top, and a sheen of sweat forming across her forehead.
All at once another orgasm, one I didn’t think I was capable of, rockets through me and I stare in horror as nothing comes out—muscles contracting all the same. “What the fffffuuuuuck.”
Finally, her hips stop. “Yes,” she shouts. “Oh yes, baby. That’s so good.”
Good? I feel like I’ve been hit by a Mack truck.
I’m clenching when she pulls out of me, then I’m only vaguely aware of my surroundings until she’s sitting next to me, strap discarded, and stroking my hair.
“Have some water,” she coos, handing me a glass and a mild pain killer. I down it in three gulps, and she lays next to me. “Talk to me. How do you feel?”
“Fuckin’ awesome. And like I need a break.”
Her lips touch mine. “We can do that. I’m going to run you a bath. I brought epsom salts to help with any soreness. Then I’ll make us some food.”
“You don’t—”
She presses a finger to my mouth. “Shh. Aftercare, remember? Do not fight me.”
I narrow my eyes. “And what happens if I fight you?”
“Then I’ll have to reconsider your reward for being such a good boy.”
“I’m sorry, there’s a reward? More than mind-blowing sex?”
She traces her fingertip down my stomach. “I was planning on taking you to Paradise Jungle on Sunday morning.”
I scramble up, eyes nearly falling out of my head at the thought of gravity-defying waterslides. “Really?”
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