Chapter 16 #2
I attempt to settle my heartbeat when the vibrator’s speed kicks up.
A yelped moan comes out, and all I can do is focus on the thrumming inside me.
I almost bend over again, hips thrusting into the empty air before me.
The bottom of my spine tingles as my legs tremble, my sex already sensitive from coming before. And soon I am again.
I swear under my breath as it crashes over me quickly and unexpectedly.
I wait for the toy to lower in speed, but it doesn’t and remains at the agonizing pace pulsating.
My muscles clench around the toy inside me as I throw my head back, hips wiggling as I crave for either the vibrator to come out or to just collapse into myself. It’s pleasurable torture.
Suddenly, Leo’s warm body is against mine.
His hands grip mine, keeping me in place between him and the cross.
The bullet doesn’t relent while my body convulses in need of another release, chasing after anything to relieve the sensual agony.
I throw my head back, moaning as Leo’s lips press against my neck.
He traces his tongue down my skin. Shivers escape at the chilled saliva left upon my body.
I can’t seem to stop my body from thrusting as each long pulse of the vibrator makes my nerves feel like they’re on fire.
I gasp and jolt when Leo’s hand lands against my neck, squeezing lightly.
Fear kicks up my spine.
Images behind the mask try to wiggle forward from the darkness. Long past memories.
Another long pulse of the bullet makes my body lock up, my sex clenching around it as my legs tremble.
Leo’s hot breath spreads over my skin. I feel him.
The soft caress of his fingers over my wrist, gently rubbing his thumb where he has before.
It’s his hand against my throat. No one else.
The body I know so well. Familiar and safe.
I can’t see or touch him myself, but I can feel him.
Something settles deep within me. Tension not caused from the vibrator pulsating inside me, vanishes. Overcome by the pleasure, I shout as it courses through my veins. My entire body becomes alight as muscles become taut with ecstasy.
“Good girl.” Leo’s voice reverberates against my ear, and I swear I see stars.
I gasp when he lets go, and then gently removes the bullet.
Air whooshes from my lungs, while my body thrums with bliss.
Exhaustion creeps over my skin, threatening to take me down, but the anticipation of what’s next keeps me standing.
My legs are practically jello as I try to listen for any hints.
Until, something light flutters over my breasts.
A burst of giggles come out as feathers trail over my skin. They travel over my body, causing more laughter at the sensation. The high of the bliss softens as my body feels less taut from the orgasms it endured.
“There she is,” Leo murmurs as I let out another giggle.
The feathers disappear, replaced by something else that lightly pricks at my skin.
I gasp at the sharpness, which trails up my arm in a singular line.
It tingles over my flushed skin, and it takes me awhile to figure out it’s a pinwheel.
Leo rolls it over my torso, around my breasts, down towards the apex of my thighs, and then back up.
I giggle when he rolls it over my nipples.
I stand up on my toes, muscles clenching at the sudden arousal.
Leo continues like this, switching out different toys to drag over my skin and create new reactions.
A few make me giggle, whilst others make me more aware about the hypersensitivity of my body.
Leo drags, I think, a flogger’s tails over my shoulders and arms then pulls away. I wait for the next item, but nothing.
I don’t even feel him nearby. There’s just darkness.
Music continues playing.
My heart speeds up, waiting for him to do something. Anything.
Instincts soon scream at me to yank the blindfold off. Get out. I press my back against the cross, while my breath quickens as I stare into nothing. No movement. My heart thunders in my ears, drowning out the music.
Fear crawls up my spine.
Leo always knows when I’m about to have a panic attack. Why isn’t he saying anything? Doing anything? He has to know, right? A horrific thought passes that he left. Or worse, ignoring me. Thoughts jumble, worried I’ll have another panic attack after already having too many this fucking week.
Dread pools in my stomach. Familiar trembling travels up my arms. Panic rises until my hands start to jostle against their restraints.
Why don’t I pull my hands out? He told me not to.
The blindfold? He said to leave it and call my safe word.
Okay, Autumn, then why aren’t you saying your safe words?
Those answers make me go still. I had choices to not panic on my own, why am I not using them? My mind races, searching for answers as my wrists tug against the rope again, debating saying my safe word.
I stop.
I trust Leo with everything, as my husband and partner, and…my Dom.
He wouldn’t leave me. He wouldn’t let me hurt myself. He’d do everything I’d ask if I just said to. I could easily pull my hands out, take the blindfold off, but I want to listen to his commands. Because I trust him. Especially in here.
My heartbeat starts to slow and the heaviness in my lungs vanishes.
The trembling stops as I relinquish myself to the cross I choose to be bound to.
I begin calming myself as I concentrate on the music, the feel of the ropes, the leather on the cross, and the lingering touches of the toys.
Once more, I inhale deeply and release it as a lightness comes over me.
Suddenly, I feel more freedom in this moment than I have in months.
I’m safe.
Not just that I feel safe, but that I am safe here—pseudo tied up, blind folded, and naked.
Going lax, I wait for him. It’s not long before Leo’s hand touches my lower stomach. My breath hitches, jolting as his fingers move down between my thighs. He caresses me below as he whispers into my ear, “Good girl.”
I moan, body stiffening at the praise as he continues to stroke me. Something bumps against my hip. There’s a click and I hear the hum of a vibrator, deeper in sound than before.
“Check in,” he asks.
“Green, Sir.”
I feel the head of a vibrating dildo press against my clit.
My hips chase after it as he continues the sensuous torture and I fall right back into that blissful chasm and let go of my fears.
I fall into a space of needy desire, wanting nothing else as he plays with me.
The dildo begins to enter me, and my legs shake, trying my best to remain standing without fully hanging off the restraints.
He thrusts the vibrator into me, going at a steady pace as he fucks me with the toy, while his other hand caresses my skin.
Moans come out of me as I lean forward, and he allows my head to fall against his chest. My mouth presses against his skin, tasting him as he thrusts harder with the dildo.
My breaths are quick as I fall further into that safe, sensual abyss relinquishing everything to him.
Pure paradise. The carnal nothingness that consumes me in the dark.
Suddenly, the dildo is pulled out completely leaving me gaping for him to come back.
I gasp, almost sputtering in surprise. Leo quickly pulls my hands out of the ropes, picks me up and then places me onto the bed.
He moves over my body swiftly, pulling my arms up and slides my wrists through different loops that feel softer than those before.
Fingers trace down my arms, shoulders, and my sides.
My skin feels like it’s on fire, sensitive and wanting more at the precipice he’d left me at.
Leo’s mouth lands upon my breast as his hand dips between my legs, stroking and teasing my clit.
I throw my head back, moaning loudly at the light touches that wreak havoc inside me.
The hum of a vibrator returns, except this one he places over my clit, and it sucks at me.
My hips buck at the newest sensation that creates sparks along my spine.
My legs shake as the toy he uses buzzes over me, making everything inside me go wild.
I grip the loops, throwing my head back as my body chases after the sucking sensation, while Leo holds my body down against the velvet blankets.
I’m sent into an orgasmic spiral as it all combines and clashes into wicked ecstasy.
A sudden scream rips from my throat. It’s not dripping with pleasure, but a full release of emotion as my throat burns with the sound.
The toy turns off.
A haze falls over me, catching my breath as I stare into the darkness.
I surrender to the drowning aftermath of pleasure, going lax.
Leo’s hands travel up my arms, pulling my wrists from the loops.
I wait for the blindfold to come off, but it remains as he picks me up off the bed.
Anticipation buzzes over my skin, wanting whatever he’ll give me as I succumb to whatever Subspace is consuming me.
He sits me on the massage table. The chill of the surface makes me shiver as he runs his hands over my thighs. My head rolls back as I become completely compliant to what he wants. Hands caress me. My body buzzes with need, craving for more. For him.
Anything he wanted. Needed of me.
“Good girl. Look at you, gorgeous.” His sultry voice lulls me. I sigh against his touch, moaning as fingers trail along my lower stomach. “Beautiful.”
When a singular finger traces lightly above my sensitive clit my breath hitches before it trails back up. I’ll do anything he desires. Anywhere he wants. I’d give into Leo whole-heartedly as this darkness devours me with nothing but him. Yearning courses through my veins, needing him.
“Check in.”
“Green, Sir,” I plead, aching for him to do more. Keep going, don’t stop.
“Ready to continue?”
“Yes, Sir.”