8. Declan
CHAPTER EIGHT
DECLAN
The initial shock of Ivy asking to restrain me was over about two seconds after she asked the question.
Of course, I’d never had it done, but I was committed to exploring new things with her and nothing we’d done brought me anything less than pleasure.
Relinquishing control of my movements only intensified my orgasm, especially since I’d been blindfolded.
The two slaps to the face I received were exhilarating. While I would never be okay with her putting her hands on me outside the bedroom, I discovered that I liked a little force… a little dominance. She’d definitely fucked me and now I was going to return the favor.
Ivy smirked as she climbed into position.
She rested on her knees, her arms stretched out in front of her.
I moved to lock them in the restraints, ensuring that they weren’t too tight.
As I walked around to the foot of the bed, I picked up the riding crop she’d used earlier.
I admired her beautiful, plump ass. The arch in her back had it sitting up just right.
“Mmm… You look delectable, Princess.” I slapped her ass with the riding crop. She hissed and moaned loudly. “So you like to be in control?”
“Yes…” she whispered.
I slapped her ass again. “I can’t hear you.”
“Yes!”
“I can tell by how wet your pussy got.”
I climbed on the bed behind her, positioning myself on my knees.
She bounced her ass enough to make that bitch ripple like waves.
I gave it yet another hefty slap before gripping her cheeks and spreading them.
Leaning in, I grabbed the stem of what I recognized as the Kegels with my teeth and pulled them out of her ass.
“Don’t worry, I’m gonna fill you up later,” I promised, tossing them aside.
Positioning myself between her legs, I rubbed the head of my dick against her throbbing clit and through her slit, before entering her in one swift motion.
“Shit!” she moaned.
Gripping her hips, I fed her long, powerful strokes. It was ridiculous how wet her pussy was. It made me wonder if all pussy got wet like this or was it just her? How could I have denied myself this type of pleasure for so long?
“Fuck, this pussy is so damn good, Princess. Throw that shit back.” She didn’t miss a beat, throwing her ass back to catch my strokes.
“Mmm… That’s a good girl. Just like that. I want you to bust all over this dick, baby.”
Picking up the pace, I plunged deep into her wetness over and over. Her moans mixed with the sounds of me sliding in and out of her, filling the room. Spreading her cheeks, I spit on her asshole, rubbing it in with my thumb.
“Declan… baby…” she whimpered.
“That’s where you want it, Princess?”
“Please?”
She asked so sweetly that I would never deny her.
Pulling out of her pussy, I positioned the tip of my dick at her second entrance.
Slowly, I pushed in her tight hole, pausing every so often to allow her time to adjust to my size.
When she began moving, I took the cue to follow suit.
In and out, I plunged into her slowly, slapping her ass in the process.
“I can’t decide which hole I enjoy fucking you in more,” I confessed, caressing the spot I slapped.
Her verbal displays of enjoyment migrated from soft to loud moans then from loud moans to a stream of curses spilling from her lips. My balls slapped against her clit as her juices trickled down my sack.
“Ooh fuck!” she cried. “Don’t stop!”
I pushed her knees further apart until she was on her stomach. Leaning forward, I gripped her hair with one hand and reached under to cup her titty with the other as I pummeled her ass.
“You’re such a nasty girl,” I moaned, nipping at her ear. “You like this dick in your ass that much, baby?”
“Mmm… I love it. Fuck me harder.”
Granting her request, I quickened my thrusts and deepened my strokes.
“Just like that, daddy,” she moaned. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum!”
I reached beneath her, playing with her clit as I fucked her hard from behind. That pussy had my fingers dripping in her essence.
“Declan!” she cried, gasping for air.
“Let it go, Princess.”
Let it go she did. I wasn’t even in her pussy and she still squirted a fucking waterfall against my thighs. It turned me on so bad, I came right behind her, filling her ass with every drop of my cum.
“Fuck!” I growled, feeling my body stiffen on top of hers.
We laid there panting for a few minutes before I removed the restraints from her wrists and let her up. She went to stand and her legs almost gave out on her. I caught her just as she was about to hit the floor.
“Whoa, baby.” I chuckled. “You okay?”
She giggled. “I can’t feel my damn legs. Let me find out you are hiding an inner freak in there.”
“You just bring out the animal in me,” I said, cupping her chin. I kissed her lips softly. “Why don’t we clean up and get out of here?”
She nodded. “Thank you for tonight.”
“I promise, the pleasure was all mine.”
It had definitely been a pleasure. If the rest of the weekend was this exhilarating, I might just have to call out of work on Monday to recuperate.
“I want to show you one more thing,” she said, climbing to her feet. She slipped her dress on and tossed me my boxers. “Follow me.”
We ended up in the basement of the house.
It looked just like any other basement, yet what caught my attention was the red glow coming from series of doors aligning the back wall. “What’s this?” I asked.
She stepped in front of me, turning to face me.
“Pick a door.”
I wasn’t as wet behind the ears as she might have thought. I knew what that red light meant. I just wasn’t sure which door to pick. Either way it went, I was sure to see some shit beyond my wildest dreams.
“Number three,” I said.
She smiled. Grabbing my hand, she pulled me over to the door, typing in a code on the keypad.
I heard the sound of locks disengaging, bracing myself for what I was about to see.
When the door opened, we stepped inside.
My eyes widened. It looked like a dungeon, only filled with all types of sex equipment.
In the middle of the room was a bed suspended from chains.
Against the wall was an array of whips and toys.
My eyes landed on a huge BDSM cross with cuffs for hands and feet.
Various stations were set up for different kinds of foreplay and bondage.
I had to admit that I was curious.
“So, this is the type of shit you like?”
“I like a nice… playground,” she said, walking around the room. “Normally, I’d be the one indulging, but tonight, that’s for you.” She pulled her dress off and tossed it on the bed. “That’s if you’re up to it.”
I looked around at the assortment of toys. “None of that,” I said, pointing to the anal plugs. “I’m open but not that open.”
She giggled. “Understood. Because I know you, I’ll inform you that all equipment has been sterilized. Any used toys are discarded after every use of this room.”
That gave me relief.
“Pick your poison,” she said.
“You pick.”
A smirk played on her face. “Follow me.”
She led me over to the BDSM cross, roughly pushing me up against it. After securely locking my wrists in, she pulled my boxers down, leaving me bare. She then secured my ankles.
“I could really have my way with you right now,” she whispered, in my ear, licking the side of my face.
For a moment, that statement fucked me up and I wanted to back out of it. My brain was running rampant with what if scenarios. What if she really did try to have her way with me while I was locked in these restraints?
“Wait, wait, wait!” I said quickly.
She turned back to me. “What?”
“I’m just a little… you know… nervous. You have me down here in a dungeon. I’m kinda at your mercy, baby.”
She sighed. “Pause. Let’s just make something clear, because I can see your brain doing the calculations, baby.
I am an aggressive female, but I will never try to humiliate or emasculate you.
And I’ll never do anything against your will.
Anything between us is consensual and for pleasure purposes.
I need you to trust me.” She kissed me softly. “Can you trust me, baby?”
She asked me that with my dick in her hand.
Her grip was strong and firm as she stroked me to a head nod of agreement.
Maybe I gave in too quick, but shit. I hadn’t found a problem with anything she’d done to me thus far.
Walking over to the wall of toys, she grabbed a whip, a feather, and something that I had no clue what it was.
“You know the thing about pain and pleasure?” she asked, trailing the feather across my face and down my chest. “They complement each other so well.”
She slapped my thighs with the whip, causing me to hiss. If I was being honest, that shit excited me. She gripped my dick with one hand, slapping my chest with the whip in the other.
“Fuck…” I moaned.
“I’m going to stimulate you to the point you’re begging me to fuck you,” she revealed. She produced a small device with the words Pink Cherry on it.
“What’s that?” I asked curiously.
“It’s a pocket rocket, also known as a vibrator.”
“Ivy, I’m not…”
She smacked my thighs with the whip again, causing me to purse my lips. “I’m aware of your boundaries.”
Smiling, she tossed the whip and feather aside before climbing on the cross and mounting me.
The heat radiating from her pussy was making my dick hard.
Leaning in, she wrapped her fingers around my throat and kissed me ravishingly.
She then moved to my neck, licking and sucking on my flesh as she tweaked my nipples.
I inhaled sharply as she proceeded to lick and suck them too.
It wasn’t something I was sure I’d like at first, but I’ll be damned if she didn’t pull a moan out of me.
“Mmm… I love hearing you moan,” she purred, looking up at me as she stroked my dick. “Let me hear it again.”
She slipped the head of my dick inside her wetness, fucking just the tip.
“Princess…” I moaned, biting my lip. “You ain’t playing fair.”
“Who said anything about playing fair?” She smirked as she removed me and hopped down from the cross. “Did you know that your dick has several erogenous zones for stimulation?” she asked, gently stroking my man as she turned on the vibrator. She used it as a pointer.
She slowly ran it along the underside of my dick, causing my body to jerk.
“Shit!” I hissed.
From there, she placed it on the V-shaped part of my dick, right below the head. Again, my body jerked. Allowing the vibrator to linger, she kissed the tip, gently sucking it into her mouth a few times. My shit was painfully erect at this point. When she moved the vibrator to the tip, I shuddered.
The sensitivity in that shit was arousing. I bit back moan after moan after moan as she teased me. The moment she began stimulating the tip of my dick, I knew I was done for. I was at full attention with no handling assistance. Precum leaked from the tip. She stuck out her tongue to catch it.
“You so fucking nasty,” I said through gritted teeth.
“You wanna see how nasty?” she asked, turning the vibrator up to the highest setting.
“Fuck!”
I growled as she sucked my balls into her mouth. I could feel myself losing control.
Her tongue snaked from her mouth, flicking, licking, and sucking the head of my dick, all while holding the vibrator in place.
I was on the verge of sounding like a female because the orgasm building from stimulation alone was a force to be reckoned with.
The muscles of my stomach tightened. It was a wonder I hadn’t bit my damn lip off as hard as I was biting it.
Just as I was at the cusp of an orgasm, she stopped.
I was ready to punch the air as she stood, smirking.
“Don’t worry,” she said, gently stroking me. “I’ll let you cum… eventually.”