Chapter 14 #3
My thoughts are distracted when I hear Aaron start to speak but his tone is not towards me, it’s all business and he’s facing his laptop.
Aaron is having a meeting with someone or a group of people whilst I’m strapped to his bed naked.
It’s perverse. It’s deranged. It’s filthy.
The thought alone turns me on. I clench the dildo and wish I could move my hand down and rub at my clit, my body is beginning to throb with need.
I need a release and not being able to do anything about it is driving me wild.
An intense vibration rolls through my body, catching me off-guard and I let out a squeak. I realise my error all too late. The room becomes silent and then I hear James say, “Apologies, that was my cat. Just one minute.”
Oh no, what have I done? I think. What will he do?
I watch as Aaron opens a drawer and withdraws a ball gag.
He walks to the bed in quick strides. He does not look me in the eye, he only holds the gag up and I obediently open my mouth.
Dispassionately, he places the ball in between my teeth, lifts my head and fastens the straps at the back of my head.
He lowers my head carefully back down onto the pillow and in two strides is back sitting at his desk, putting his EarPods back in, un-muting himself and continues his meeting like nothing happened.
It’s as if I’m simply a toy that malfunctioned and he must correct the setting before continuing, but I can only assume there will be a punishment later.
The vibrations are still throbbing throughout my body from the butt plug, and now my mouth is fastened open uncomfortably wide and drool is beginning to pool at my chin.
The sensation, the experience, the depravity of it is threatening my very sanity.
Pleasure is building, I clench my core and let the sensations run through my body from my butt.
I wish Aaron would come off his meeting to push the toy in and out of my pussy, I need more, I need something.
Even just one light tap on the bundle of nerves would tip me over into oblivion.
And then the vibrations stop and I quiver at their abandonment.
A sob leaves my throat but is muffled by the ball gag—if this is what edging feels like, I’m not a fan.
I lie on the bed listening to Aaron making agreement noises to whatever is being spoken inside his EarPods and wonder how long his meeting will run for, how much time do we have left?
Thankfully, I don’t have to wait very long to see what he does next. Aaron says goodbye, takes his EarPods out, shuts his laptop and comes to stand over me at the end of the bed.
“Look at you, drooling all over yourself Roxy with that ball gag in after being such a bad girl. Do you like your punishment, or would you like more?”
I can’t speak so don’t try. He knows I can’t answer, he’s enjoying watching me blink up at him wide eyed and helpless, just wondering what he’s going to do next.
Walking around to the side of the bed, he kneels on my right, gently lifts my head and undoes the strap releasing the pressure of the ball. Pulling it away, a line of drool follows it as it’s moved away entirely and placed on the side of the bed.
“What do you say?”
“Thank you, Master.”
“I’ll ask you the question again. Would you like more punishment?”
“If it pleases you, Master.”
“Good answer Roxy.” Aaron’s eyes crinkle at the corners, he bends his head down close to mine and starts to lap at the saliva that has dribbled from my mouth.
I relish his warm tongue licking at my mouth, my chin, under my jaw.
It’s so intimate and nothing like anything I was expecting him to do.
He takes his time, enjoying each taste of me and I melt in his attention.
All too soon his lips are pulling away and he’s sitting up.
“Let’s get you suitably punished shall we?
That was an important meeting you interrupted.
You almost gave our playdate away.” Climbing off the bed Aaron walks towards the bottom of the bed, he reaches for the dildo but before he removes it, he withdraws a little and then gives three thrusts that leave me wanting more.
Withdrawing the long object, Aaron watches as my insides clench around nothing and gives a low chuckle at my unashamed need.
“Rewards are given to good girls, my Roxy girl. And you have been bad. Let’s get you turned over.”
Aaron unbuckles the cuffs at my feet, then my hands.
“Roll over, face down, bum in the air, knees bent. Stay.”
I feel the jiggle of the bed as Aaron climbs off.
I stay exactly how he left me, straining to listen to what he is doing.
I hear a drawer open and close, and feel the bed indent again as he climbs behind me.
I feel air shift before I feel the blow against the flesh of my bottom.
Air is knocked out of my lungs as a wooden paddle collides with my backside.
Whoosh, another hit and this time I yelp out loud. Another three slaps hit me in quick succession hitting me in the exact same spot and I scream. My bottom is on fire, ablaze with the fury he is raining down on me.
“You can make as much noise as you want now no one can hear you.”
Tears start to pool in my eyes before they roll down my face in sobs as more slaps come down relentlessly on my fleshly bare skin.
Aaron shifts his angle and hits one cheek and then the other in a painful rhythm until all I feel is pure fire.
I stop screaming and just take the punishment, the one Aaron wanted to give me.
And then I feel hands caressing my painful skin.
“Beautiful Roxy, so beautiful. Your skin is blooming like a flower in stunning colours. You took your punishment so well,” Aaron whispers, I can hardly hear him from my panting and blood pumping around my ears.
Aaron sounds like he’s in awe. I wonder what my backside looks like right now. How bruised my skin must be.
“I can’t wait any longer,” Aaron exhales.
I can hear him undoing his jeans and then his zip directly behind my raised throbbing bottom.
I then feel the head of his long cock being lined up to my entrance before he thrusts all the way to the hilt.
The deep thrust takes my breath away and I cry out.
Aaron is rough, his fingers digging into my hips before one moves away and a second later a familiar vibration starts in my arse.
I buck back onto Aaron’s cock, wanting everything he can give me.
I’m desperate to find my release that has been building for what has felt like hours.
Aaron must be able to feel the vibrations too, low throaty rumbles are coming from behind me and his movements become frenzied as I chase my climax that is threatening to unleash at any moment.
My body is trembling, his body is thrusting wildly, hitting my spot deep within, building me higher until my soul shatters around me and I come so hard around Aaron’s cock, my pussy spasms clenching around his cock prompting Aaron to fall over his ledge too.
“Fuuucccckkk!” is all that comes out of Aaron’s mouth as he stills and I feel his release coat my insides. Coming down off his high. “That was…” he trails off, only letting out a deep satisfied sign.
Slowly, gently, he pulls out his semi erect cock and I feel our combined desire release and trickle onto the bed.
I waiver in my position on all fours and Aaron reaches out his hands to steady my swaying waist, still on my knees with my bottom in the air.
The vibrations stop from my butt plug and my body feels like it’s floating.
“Hold still, I want to watch us leak out of you.” I do as he says, holding still despite my trembling muscles.
“Bare down.”
I obey and clench my core and feel more warm liquid seep out of me and onto the bed.
“Turn around and clean me up.”
Like a baby lamb on fragile legs, I move around on hands and knees so my head is facing Aaron’s softening cock as he kneels in front of me.
I lower my head and begin to lick from base to tip, tasting the muskiness of myself and his salty release.
I lap and then suck on his cock as it starts to become semi hard once again and then lower my head to lap at his balls, making sure he is clean.
I sit back on my heels and look up at Aaron.
He reaches out both hands and holds my face up to look at him, his thumbs gently caressing my cheeks.
“And now the bed.”
I look down at the mess that had only just leaked out of me and lower my head to the puddle, making sure to keep my arse high in the air.
I flatten my tongue and lap up our juices like a kitten enjoying milk.
This is filthy, the dirtiest thing I’ve ever had to do.
But I want to do it, I like tasting us combined and I love feeling his gaze on me, knowing I’ll do anything he says.
I lick at the wet patch until there is nothing left except my saliva.
Sitting back up to meet Aaron’s watchful eyes, I see approval and something else. Desire? Hunger?
Aaron’s hands reach for my face again but this time they bring my face to his and his tongue reaches out to lick my lips, then a bit deeper, his tongue demanding entry into my mouth.
I open for him and feel his body push against mine.
His tongue laps at mine, tasting us on my tongue.
My nipples pebble against the heat of his lean chest underneath his shirt as he devours my mouth one deep lap of his tongue at a time.
Panting, we break apart, my lips feel puffy and abused. I look back up at his red lips, wanting more but knowing I can’t ask for that. I can see on Aaron’s face he wants more too but instead of reaching for my face again, he pushes back onto his heels away from me and clears his throat.
“I need to take care of your bottom and help you back into your clothes. It’s time, Frank is outside.” I see a change in his demeanor, a warmth radiates from him despite a hint of sadness in his eyes. Aaron climbs off the bed and grabs something out of his drawer.
“Lie down on your front please.” His tone is soothing, a gentle request that contrasts with his previous demands.
I do as he asks; he pulls my cheeks open and pulls gently on the butt plug and it slides free.
He then wipes me down before tenderly rubbing a cream from a tube onto my ferociously sore bottom.
“This is arnica, it will help with the bruising. Take this tube home with you and apply liberally after you’ve showered and before bed. ”
“Yes Sir, thank you Sir,” I reply as Aaron then helps me gingerly off the bed and starts to dress me.
First my bra, then my skirt and shirt, doing up each button like he would a child.
I notice the thong is nowhere to be found but I don’t bring it up.
Lastly, he places a shoe on each of my feet and I feel like Cinderella and he’s the prince.
This morning has messed with my head if I’m thinking about fairytales.
I need to reflect on that later. Aaron opens the bedroom door as he says, “This way,” almost in a subdued tone.
I follow him out of the door, back down the stairs and towards the door.
I get the feeling he doesn’t want me to leave.
I also don’t want to leave. Can’t we just lie in the bed and snuggle for a little while?
But no, this has to end, I have to leave.
The fantasy is over. My job here is done. Sadly.
Standing in front of the door Aaron clears his throat again and says in a raspy throaty voice, “Thank you Roxy, you were the perfect submissive.”
“Thank you, Sir, my Master.” I don’t know what to say without gushing and turning into a puddle right in front of him. Emotion rises in my throat, and I swallow it down. I can’t say any more words without my feelings giving me away so I don’t.
Aaron opens the door. Just before I step outside, he holds one hand to my cheek and I automatically lean into it.
His last touch. I worship this man for his gentle touches and caresses.
My eyes betray me as they begin to pool, I smile gratefully and say, “Goodbye Sir.” As I step out of the door and head towards Frank.
Inside the blackout windows I look back at the closing door and let the tears fall before I put the blindfold back on and Frank pulls away, turning up the radio as he heads towards my business office.