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“Would you rather I refer to him as your former Dom?”
Ella bites her bottom lip. “Either is fine,” she whispers and then clears her throat. “And … no. He didn’t have a list for me.” There’s obvious confusion in her tone.
“There is no one way to be submissive and no correct way to be a Dominant. But you will find I have my desires, and that includes control and obedience. Is that understood?”
“Yes.” The second the word is uttered from her lips, I press the vibrator to her clit, letting it sit there as she screams out.
With her hands restrained behind her, her legs bound and spread, I use my other hand to press her chest into the bed. Although she cries out in sudden pleasure, the only movements are the curling of her toes and her head thrashing from side to side. Her body is tense and I know that only intensifies the pleasure radiating through her.
“Be still, and take it like a good girl,” I command her and she does as she’s told, biting down on her lip. As her strangled cry leaves her, her body bucks and bows with her release.
I can barely make out the apology on her lips and I ignore it.
“Did you come?”
Her body shudders and she’s quick to nod and then correct herself, staying still as she answers yes hesitantly.
“You are not allowed to come again, not until I tell you that you can. Understood?”
Her answer is delayed, and I imagine she doubts she has the ability to obey. “Yes,” she finally says and then swallows thickly, her body finally relaxing.
I hover the vibrator closer to her shoulder, taking my time. Closer and closer and closer until it grazes her nipple that’s pressed against the sheet. Ella gasps, trying to resist arching away, but she can’t. I’ve bound her too skillfully to leave her room to wriggle over the bed. “I’m going to make you a list of tasks to complete every day.”
This point is easily emphasized by circling her nipples with the vibrator again. I play with the other one, testing its weight in my hand and listening to those sweet moans.
Fuck, I need her now. I can barely think with the sight of her helpless beneath me.
“We’ll go over the list tomorrow.”
Placing the vibrator beneath her, I let it rest against her clit as I unzip my pants and then drop them to the floor. Her moans turn to breathy whimpers as I climb onto the bed behind her. The bed dips from my weight and Ella strains against the tape. Staring between her thighs I watch as her pussy clenches around nothing, slowly removing the vibrator and turning it off. She gasps the moment it’s taken away, as if she’s been holding her breath. God, she wants this. And I want it to be so much sensation for her that she has to give herself up to me. She needs to submit more than she already has. She needs to learn to do it, damn it, because that’s the only way I know to keep her present. It’s the only way I know to heal her.
I notch myself to her slick, hot entrance and thrust home in one stroke.
Hard. Possessive. Like she’s mine.
She is mine, and her clit is mine too. I reach the vibrator around her and press it directly to that bundle of nerves again, although I’m more than aware it must be overly sensitive now. Ella cries out. This is intense for her, and I know for certain because her body has made it intense for me. Her muscles squeeze me, going tight and tighter. She can’t actually change her position. The tape keeps her in place.
She has a safe word and she knows it.
Ella has never been more beautiful than she is with all her weight pressed against her bindings. It’s a fucking gorgeous struggle. Her muscles tense as she tries to stay still for me because I ordered her to do it, but she can’t let go. The vibrator is driving her to a new, expansive pleasure as her walls tighten around my cock, forcing a tingling need up my spine.
“Wait,” I tell her through gritted teeth. “Wait, jailbird. You don’t come until I tell you to.”
“No,” Ella says in a breathy voice, and quickly adds in desperation, “Please.” I won’t punish her now because she doesn’t even know she’s said it. It’s pure begging, pure pleading, and I don’t give in.
I angle the vibrator more firmly over her clit. “Good girls come when they’re told to come.” She clenches around me at the praise. She loves it. She can’t get enough of being told what a good fucking girl she is. New arousal coats my cock as I lean down to whisper in the curve of her neck, letting my warm breath trail there, “Good girl. My perfect jailbird. It’s so hard not to come, and you’re doing so well.”
