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This time, he wraps it around the bent-over trunk of a tall palm tree. The strap dangles down, almost reaching the ground. He tugs it, making sure that it’s secure, and his eyes narrow.
“Now I’m going to have some fun with you,” he growls, unclipping my leash.
I don’t dare try to escape again, even though it’s tempting. I know he would catch me immediately, and I would be firmly punished for it. Alessandro leads me to where the strap dangles, then attaches it to my handcuffs and pulls it tight. My arms are yanked above my head, and he keeps tightening the strap until I’m almost on my tiptoes.
Then he steps back, smirking. I’m trapped in place, fully naked, arms above my head.
Unbidden, my breaths grow shaky. It’s been a long time since I’ve felt this vulnerable, this exposed. My husband watches me, drinking me in with his eyes, enjoying the fact that I couldn’t get away if my life depended on it.
“How’s it going, Ava?” he teases me. “Feeling a little bit trapped?”
“Just… a little bit,” I grunt, testing the limit of how much I can move.
Turns out the limit is, not at all. I am very much stuck in place. All I can do is stand there, waiting, the blush on my cheeks getting hotter.
“Look at you blushing,” he whispers, stepping closer and running a finger up my navel as the flesh ripples. “You don’t usually get embarrassed.”
“Yeah, well, it’s been a long time since you’ve had me likethis,”I mutter, cheeks burning.
Alessandro grins mischievously. “I suppose it has. Don’t worry, I intend to make the most of this… indignity.”
He brushes my clit with a finger, causing me to moan.
“Oh, I missed this,” he whispers, stroking my inner thighs, my shaved mound. “I missed having you helpless for me.”
I whimper, my brain flipping back into that wonderful, submissive headspace that only he can create. There’s nothing to worry about right now, nothing to keep track of, no one who needs me. Just pure, blissful surrender.
Him and me. That’s all there is. The two of us, and all the filthy, dominating things he’s going to do to me.
My only option is to submit.
I inhale sharply as I see him pulling a vibrator out of his backpack. Oh, fuck, Ineedhim to use that on me. We lock eyes as he steps closer, and my clit gives a hungry twitch.
The wind rustles through the trees around us as Alessandro flicks the vibrator on and hovers it over my clit, watching my face. “It’s soeasyto give you pleasure,” he whispers, tapping my little nub so I moan and my legs get weak. “And so easy to take it away.” He pulls the vibrator back with a smirk.
I glare at him, panting. “You really don’t get tired of being in charge, do you?”
“No,” he gloats, giving the pleasure back. “I really don’t.”
***
Alessandro brings me to the edge twice, and both times, I beg him for an orgasm he doesn’t give me.
“Not yet,” he whispers for the second time as I thrash around in frustration, pussy twitching. He strokes my face, enjoying my consternation. “But I can tell how much you want it.”
“Asshole,” I grunt under my breath, squirming in place. I’m so turned on that it’s starting to drip down my inner thighs now. My pussy isachingwith need.
He gives me a sharp spank on the ass. “Who decides when you get to come? Me, or you?”
“You,” I grudgingly admit, looking down. “Sir.”
“Good girl,” he breathes, pressing the vibrator against me once again.
“Are you… going to let me come this time?” I ask, my eyes closing as the pleasure overtakes me.
“If you’re good.”
I wiggle in frustration. I know from experience that his standard for “good” can be quite demanding.
