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I keep stroking her with the belt, letting it brush against her pussy every time it goes past. Soon, her breathing starts to sync up with it, like she’s expecting the little jolt of pleasure when the leather touches her clit.
The next time my belt slides between her thighs, I pull it back and give her pussy a smack.
“Hhhhhhnnnhhh”Ava moans, cunt twitching. I cackle and do it again.
Her pussy is pink and swollen now, gleaming with wetness. Groaning with desire, I pull down my pants and climb on top of her. My wife sighs, feeling my weight. The head of my cock presses against her pussy lips, then I thrust it inside, pulling back only once to gather more wetness before pushing it all the way in.
I fuck Ava until I come inside her, holding the leash attached to her neck. When I’m done, I take the vibrator out from my bag and hold it against her clit until her toes curl.
Then I stop. She fights against her restraints, groaning. I just smile, my fingers lightly stroking her wet, swollen pussy as it twitches in desperation.
I don’t bother taking out the gag. I know she’s frustrated and needy, and I don’t care.
I’m going to torture my wife even more before I let her come. And there’s nothing she can do about it.
Chapter Thirty-Seven
Ava
My pussy twitches, aching for Alessandro’s touch. The fact that I can’t see him, can’t hear him, can’t evenmove, is driving me crazy. I want so badly to rub my clit, to give it the much-needed release of an orgasm. But I can’t. All I can do is stay in place, waiting for him to return.
I don’t even know if he’s in the room. He could be downstairs, he could beoutsidefor all I know. I wiggle my fingers, which is about all the movement I can muster, but there’s no response.
I’ve never experienced sensory deprivation like this before. I’ve heard about those tanks where you float on your back in saltwater, and I imagine they must be something like this. Well, except for the part where I’m strapped to a bed with my legs spread open. Ican feel some combination of my own wetness and Alessandro’s cum leaking out of me, reminding me of the sheer animal urges that have been expressed today.
I got what I wanted, all right. I amdefinitelyat his mercy. And Ireallylike it.
I can really only guess how long I’ve been lying here. 20 minutes? An hour? Occasionally, I feel something, a breath, a movement of air, and I wonder if Alessandro is watching me.
There’s no way to tell.
After some indeterminate amount of time, I feel his hand on my thigh. The fingers stroke up my body slowly, over my hip and to my chest, and my breathing gets faster. He’s teasing me, but I’ll take it. At least he’s paying attention to me again.
His fingers brush my pussy. It’s not much, but I’m so sensitive right now, so attuned to any stimulation. It makes me moan.
I whimper as the fingers go away. God, I want it so badly. My whole body is on fire.
And then, to my surprise, I feel him taking the earmuffs off and pulling the earplugs out of my ears. I gasp at the sudden change in my reality. I can hear! Waves are sloshing in the background. Birds are chirping.
My husbandgrowls.
“I’d ask if you’re ready to be a good girl for me now, but it doesn’t matter. Today, I’m only loosening your restraints enough to fuck you.”
I try to keep my breathing steady as he unties my legs from the bed.
“When I release your ankle, you keep it where it is. You stay completely still. Do you understand me?”
I say nothing, and his hand goes to my throat.
“Do you understand me?”
I nod, unable to speak through the gag.
“Good.”
I keep my legs in place as he unties them, then he moves around to do my hands. When all my limbs are free, he helps me to stand up, holding my waist tightly. I put my weight on shaky legs, still blind.
“That’s right, bend over for me,” says my husband, pushing me forward and slapping my ass. I lean over the bed, my elbows supporting my weight.
