Chapter 29 #3
“I did, and I have no regrets,” I assure him, wiggling my tied-up body, so my dick sways back and forth as I do. “Oh, and I still want to do kinky stuff with you. All the kinky things. Preferably continuing right now.”
He huffs a laugh. “Good because I’m not done with you yet.” He stands and pulls at the rope around my wrist. “The knots are finished. How’s it feel?”
I wiggle my fingers, and nothing is numb or tingling so I think it’s good. I’m not going anywhere until he wants to let me free. “Great.”
He steps in front of me and visibly gulps.
My cheeks flush, his eyes locked on me, raking up my body slowly.
He takes a steadying breath, licks his lips, and growls wickedly.
His eyes darken as his breath kicks up. “Fuck, you look so sexy tied up waiting for me. Can’t wait to slide my dick between those pretty lips.
Want me to blindfold you or try out the nipple clamps first? ”
“Yes!” I shout unintentionally. “Please. All the above. I want to try everything. Want you to use me however you want. I love feeling like I’m just here for your pleasure, to make you feel good.”
John’s nostrils flare as he licks his lips and steps toward me. His beautifully pierced cock is an inch in front of my face, and I’m practically drooling.
“Lick me, just a taste,” he commands, and I immediately open my mouth, looking up at him through my lashes. My tongue swipes over his tip, lapping up the salty precum waiting for me.
“Mmm,” I hum as I swallow his taste down, and he steps back, turning as I watch him go to a box that houses his toys.
He opens a package and nipple clamps fall out.
He strides back in front of me and drops down to his knees, leaning forward.
He sucks my right nipple into his mouth, rolling it between his teeth.
The sharp sensation has me gasping, then he pulls back to attach the clamp.
It pinches for a moment, but feels good, especially as he does the same thing to the other side.
With rope adorning my chest, my pebbled nipples decorated, and my hands tied behind my back with my dick still swollen between us, I don’t think I’ve ever felt sexier.
“Color?” John checks in.
“Green.”
“I’m going to put the blindfold on now, then fuck your face. But I’ll be taking away your ability to communicate completely, are you sure that you’re okay with that?”
The sudden realization that I’m going to be fully in the clutches of his control and desires has my mouth watering. “Yes, so very okay with it.”
John nods, and ties the blindfold over my eyes.
I know it’s kind of a contradiction, but the added feeling of restriction is oddly freeing.
I can’t move my hands to reach for him, can’t see him and how he’s reacting, so I don’t need to think about what I should be doing or if I’m doing something wrong. I’m completely at his mercy.
I don’t really need to think at all. I know I’m safe with him. He would never let anything happen to me, so I can give into the floaty feeling of knowing I’m just waiting to please him. Waiting for him to use my body for his pleasure while he makes me feel just as good.
“Open for me, Princess,” he instructs as he rubs the tip of his cock against my lips.
His head nudges between my lips, and the ridges of his piercings slide over my tongue as he groans.
The sound has my cock jerking. His fingers slide into my hair, gripping firmly as he starts thrusting into my mouth, and I focus on breathing through my nose, relaxing as much as possible as he picks up the pace, making his shaft at home in my throat.
“Fuck, your mouth is perfect,” John groans above me, pulling back enough to make sure I can breathe for a moment.
It feels so much more intense and arousing without being able to see him, but fully trusting him. His fingers tighten against my skull, tugging harder through his grunts and groans.
“God, Chad,” he hisses as he continues to fuck my face. Tears are starting to escape my eyes in reaction to the passion in his voice and the intensity in which he’s pumping into my mouth.
Without warning, he rips the blindfold off my face, and the light is jarring as my tear-filled eyes glance up to meet his immediately. He’s staring at me with so much adoration and desire it feels like he’s trying to memorize the moment.
“Gonna come, want to look at you while I do,” he explains, slowing his thrusts momentarily for me to nod.
“Such a good boy.” He picks up the pace, and a few seconds later, his release is hitting the back of my throat.
I attempt to swallow as much as I can, but I feel some drip out the corners of my mouth as I continue to drink him down.
He pulls his dick out of my mouth and leans down to lick the corner of my mouth, then pushes his tongue in, kissing me and tasting himself. It’s dirty and delicious, and I’m turned on beyond belief thinking about it.
When John pulls back, he stands and uses the harness to pull me up to stand with him, then drops down to his knees, instantly sucking my cock to the back of his throat.
“Ungh,” I bellow at the intensity he’s starting with as his nose hits my pelvis. “Holy fuck, John!”
His throat vibrates; he must be chuckling around my dick as he wraps his hands around to my ass cheeks to squeeze, and the feeling is so intense with how overstimulated I am from the rope wrapped around my wrists and chest. He reaches up with his right hand to flick my nipple, reminding me of the clamp, and I yelp as a jolt of pleasure shoots down my spine.
The best thing, though, has to be his green eyes focused on me while all the other sensations that are happening in my body consume me, and it finally starts to feel like too much. I tilt my hips forward to thrust deeper into him as my balls draw up, and the edge of bliss is pulling me closer.
“Oh fuck,” I whimper. “I’m so close.”
John takes that as a challenge, his finger sliding between my cheeks, pushing against my hole, teasing me without breaching me. He sucks and plays, but the edge is getting closer, and I can’t stave off my release.
“John!” I cry out as my dick explodes in the back of his mouth, and he swallows around me. My orgasm takes my breath away, and I have to fight to stay standing as I nearly black out from the pleasure.
His mouth is perfect as he continues to milk my dick empty.
I focus on sucking air into my lungs, taking deep breaths as I come down from the high, but it does nothing to help my focus.
My mind is in a haze with how incredible that experience with John was, like always, and he doesn’t even give me time to process as he once again stands and claims my mouth with his in a passionate kiss.
I can taste both of our releases, and the combination is my new favorite filthy desire.
When he pulls back, I blurt out, “I think we can add a cum play kink to the list.”
“Mm-hmm, you like to taste yourself, Chad?” he teases.
“I like the taste of us,” I counter.
That earns a smile from him. “Good, so do I. Now, let’s get you free from these ropes so I can take care of you.”
He begins with untying my hands first before undoing the beautiful harness he tied me in.
I kind of wish he’d taken a picture so I could see it from his perspective.
Or so he could look at it whenever he wanted.
Maybe next time. After I’m bare, John has me drink water, guides me into bed, and climbs in behind me, pulling me closer.
It’s only then, when I’ve come down from the experience and am enjoying how comfortable I feel wrapped up in John’s arms, that I remember something from earlier.
“Hey, John?”
“Yeah?” he asks as he runs his hand through my hair over and over. I love it, but I need to focus.
“You kind of made it seem like we’re dating earlier to your brothers…” I trail off, unsure of exactly what I’m asking.
After a moment, he finally responds. “Well, I kind of feel like we are dating. Is that a problem?”
My face breaks out into a massive smile. “Wait, seriously? Are we dating? Does this mean we can go out on real dates now?”
He huffs out an amused chuckle. “Sure, Princess. We can do that.”