0 comments/ 22946 views/ 1 favorites Bound and Teased By: DolceBella The smell of the damp air, and the hard rain falling outside, trails inside the darkened empty building. You scan the room with you eyes until you fixate on the shadow of my naked body, the only inch of fabric touching my body are the silk scarves you tied me up with. My ankles bound at the legs of the chairs, my hands tied behind my back...and I'm still sitting there with my eyes covered, just like you left me an hour ago. You left me sitting there, not knowing where I am, or who is even watching me. You smirk to yourself. 'what a beautiful body, look at the way the lightning dances across her naked breasts. Look at the way her chest rises and falls every time the thunder claps loud outside' You can't help but get excited seeing me sitting there helpless, your growing cock getting thicker in your jeans. It's about that time to tease me again. You begin walking towards me, but approaching me from behind. Your erect cock guiding you to me. As you reach my back you take your right hand and place it onto my shoulder and you feel me jump under your heavy hand. You tell me to SHHH... Your right hand now moving up my slender neck and through my soft hair, you gently pull my head back and lean it onto your stomach. Your right hand following the lines of my face and down under my chin. You rest your right hand on my neck, making me breath out loud. My breath trembling, I can feel your hot breath on my face, you're now leaning into me but not letting our lips touch, I can smell the faint scent of rain on your face and sweat, your sweat drips onto my lips, that was all that you would let me have of you. Looking down onto my naked body, you can clearly make out my erect nipples in the soft moon light mixed with the lightning still filling up the sky. With each crack of thunder and eruption of lightning you pinch my nipples, making me bite my lip hard. With all the action going on out side the empty building my hard nipples are sure getting a work out from your strong hands. How badly I want to feel your wet lips across my tits, even more so does my wet pussy. I'm getting very uncomfortable sitting on this hard wooden chair and not being able to satisfy my throbbing clit. You sense the restlessness in my body that makes you want to tease me further. You walk around so now that you're standing in front of me, looking at my naked body. My bottom lip quivering, my chest heaving up and down, my full tits with hard nipples staring right out at you...and my wet pussy lips that are now glistening from my juices. 'Jesus look at you' you exclaim out loud. Catching me by surprise. Your deep voice has now only made me want to feel your lips on my mouth, giving me a hard passionate kiss. Instead, you have something else in mind. You take your index finger on your right hand and just gently slide it along the slit of my pussy...enough to wet your finger, enough to let me taste me, on you. Your finger is now moving up to my lips... you trace your finger on my lower lip, wetting my lip with my own juices. You tell me to stick out my tongue. I do so, and you place your finger onto my tongue and now you tell me to close my mouth. When I shut my mouth over your finger you begin to swirl it around my tongue, letting it dance across the wet tongue, what's even better is tasting how good I am, how turned on I am. You start fucking my face slowly with your finger, and I fuck back with my mouth. As good as this is...I would rather that hard thick cock in place of your finger. But maybe if I'm good I will. And that's when you stop, and pull your finger out of my mouth, and slip away. Back, into the dark. I'm left there, sitting, wet and badly needing your hot body. As I sit there panting, and wondering where you have gone to, you're standing against the wall. It was getting too much for you. Your cock just ripping to get out of your jeans. As you lean against the wall, you pull out that huge cock and can't help but stroke it to the sight of me, sitting there, whimpering in the dark, scared and nervous. And that's when you see me fully when the brightest crack of lightning awakens the darkened room, standing directly across of me you see my legs spread tied to the legs of the chair, you see right to my tight wet cunt. That's when you couldn't take it anymore.... you had to. You step out of your jeans, and crawl on the floor to me. Your mouth knowing exactly where it will stop. You stop when you reach my feet. You're now kneeling on your knees. You take your big strong hands and slap them onto my knees. Scaring me, making me jump in fear SHHHHH you say. Even though my legs are already bound you push my legs further apart. You inhale the sweet scent and begin kissing up my thigh, never stopping right on my soft lips, but anywhere else you know would have me begging. And that's when you let your tongue trace the outer lips, I hear you sigh... it's a sigh that sounds like you have just tasted the sweetest piece of fruit. Ohhh you know I am so close to cumming hard.... and you stop there. 'That's enough for you' you say to me. You stand up right and straddle over me, still standing... your left hand placed on the back of my head. Your right hand wrapped around that rock hard cock. Gently and slowly you begin to guide my mouth since my eyes are still covered. You let my lips tease the head of that thick cock... but never letting me actually wrap my mouth around it. After all you're in control of my body. As your head teases my lips I can feel your left hand rubbing the back of head... letting me know that I'm doing a good job. You ask me 'Want this in your pretty little mouth?' I go to speak but you hush me once again, 'nod yes or no' you order me. I dutifully nod yes. God how bad I want to show you what I will do that that cock. This will be much harder than I thought, knowing my hands are tied behind my back. The head of your cock pushing past my mouth, my warm mouth all over your cock, mouth stretched. You feel my wet little tongue slipping up and down your shaft, and back up to your big head... My moans tell you I want more. Fuck how long I was waiting to finally have this cock, and now I do. But you're all in control of it. Now both hands are on the back of my head, you begin to inch your way to the back of my throat... I guess you forgot that I can handle your big cock all the way down. Fuck, here I am sitting here my mouth filled with your wonderful cock, your hands wrapped around my hair, yet my throbbing pussy is so badly wanting to be fucked , whether it's by your mouth, your hands or this now fully erect cock that is still sliding down my wet throat... you pull your cock out and you see how wet my mouth really is, spit just dripping from all around your hard fucking cock. Just for good measure, you slip it back deep down my throat. Will I ever get that cock buried into my cunt? Or will you surprise me with something else... perhaps letting part of me free? Bound and Teased You walk me into a room and I see a table in front of me. The table is lower than a regular table and you tell me to climb on and lay on my back. I see you grab a white rope and tie my wrists and ankles to the legs of the table. The table is long and I am stretched out. My legs are spread slightly wider than shoulder width apart and I am completely nude. You bend down over me and kiss my mouth, softly, caressing your lips with mine. I feel a light flick of your tongue and you can see how excited I am getting already. You stand up straight and I watch you as you start unbuttoning your shirt. You keep your eyes on me to watch my eyes watch you as you strip in front of me. I watch as you slip your shoes and socks off, unbuckle your belt, unzip and unbutton your pants and slip them off. I watch as you slide your boxer briefs off your legs and step out of them. My little show makes my pulse quicken and my pupils dilate. I watch as you come closer to me and stand over me. All I can think of is the need to feel your hands all over me. I want to feel your warm mouth on my skin and feel your hard cock in my mouth and in my cunt. I want to feel your tongue on my clit. My anticipation starts to grow and you can see my breathing quicken because I want to jump up and throw myself onto you, but I am bound to the table. You start running your fingertips over my face softly. Your fingers caress over my lips and down my neck. I feel you take my tits in your hands and hold them, squeeze them and slide your hands over them. You graze over my nipples and tweak them and twist them. My tits feel so good in your hands, but I maintain still, as you have not given me permission to move. I feel your hands caress down my stomach over my hips. You can feel my skin shiver and goose bumps develop under your hands; since you touched a very sensitive spot around my hips. You slide your hands down and rest them on my clit. You stick your fingers in my mouth to wet your fingers, which I love. I suck on them and lick them tenderly. You return to my clit and begin to massage it gently. My hips start to roll up and forward, so you stop. After a few seconds, your hand returns to my pussy and I am now incredibly wet. You slide two fingers into my warm, soft pussy. My hips roll up again, and you take out your fingers. You move toward my face and I can see your hard cock inches from my face. All I can think about is how bad I want it in my mouth. My lips part a little preparing for what I hope is coming. Instead, you take your cock and rub it on my cheeks. When you graze my lips, my mouth opens hoping to sneak a taste, teasing me, tempting me, and not granting me salvation. I want your cock so bad you see saliva trickle down my cheek and out of my open mouth. You walk away and return with a black silk scarf. You place the scarf over my eyes and lift my head to tie it around. At this point, I am disappointed in myself for not being able to control my body. However, I am so incredibly sexually frustrated and angry that I cannot see you or what you are going to do to me. I can feel your hands run over my skin, but only close enough to feel the heat from them. You run your hands all over my chest, my stomach and my legs. You are not even touching me and I hold my breath to keep from moaning. I finally feel your touch on my cheek, and my jaw instantly drops. My jaw is hanging open in anticipation. I feel you remove your hands, and then, nothing. I don't know whether you are still there or not. I do not know where you are or what you are doing. I start to get very nervous and anxious. I start arching my back searching for your touch. You are standing there, watching me squirm in silence. You can tell that I am trying to get out of my ropes and that my body craves your touch and is missing you. I cannot stand laying there without you touching me. You let this torture go on for about 5 minutes, which feels like an eternity. I do not dare speak, but I try to move to get free as much as possible. You are standing there, watching me. The entire time, watching me be tortured and trying to escape. I am desperate and scared. I am shaking and whimpering. I am hoping you are there but not knowing where you are. You see a tear running down my cheek and you whisper softly in my ear to reassure me. I instantly calm down and take a deep sigh of relief. I feel your hand slide down my stomach and over my clit again. You start to rub it and massage it. I keep as still and as quiet as I can because I could not stand you leaving me there again vulnerable, exposed, and alone. You slide two fingers into my still wet cunt, followed by a third, and a forth. You slowly start to push your fingers deep in and out of me. I am clenching my teeth and my abs to keep still and quiet. As you are fucking me with you hands, unknown to me, you are stroking your hard cock right next to my face. You can feel my muscles begin to contract, and that I am going to come. You come with me. As I am lying there, focused on my own pleasure, my control, and my silence, I start to feel your hot come on my face. Out of shock, I open my mouth wide and you aim all of your come into my mouth. As I am coming, I am licking your juices all over my lips. Post orgasm, I lay there, bound, and blindfolded with my cunt and my face glistening. You then see a soft smile appear on my face. Bound & Teased You and I are sharing a joke on the couch after having a nice meal. I take a sip of the wine and you pick up your glass and hold it up for a toast, "To good friends and good times!" We clink our glasses, drink the contents down, place them down with vigor as if we are drinking something stronger, and fling our heads back in laughter once more. My head feels a bit lighter and dizzier than before, and I cannot judge the distance between my head & the wall behind the sofa. I slam my head against it harder than I intended, and immediately wince in pain. You aren't nearly as affected by the alcohol and immediately rush to my aid. "Are you alright? Does it hurt? If it does, I'll kiss and make it better," you say, holding my head and rubbing your hand where mine is on the bump that's probably forming. "I'm fine, but that ruined my buzz pretty quick... I do have other boo-boos you could kiss better though," I smile warmly and wink at you. "By all means, tell me where I can be of assistance. Preventive medicine, you know," you wink back, going along with my game. I reply, "My neck, where it meets my collarbone hurts now... and my earlobes always ache. Those have always been boo-boos, I'm afraid." Without uttering anything in reply, you lightly brush my hair away from my neck; slightly moving my shirt to the side to kiss one of my sweet spots. You nipped at the bone, smirking as I shivered in response. You can hear my breath catch as you move your way up to my left ear, your hot breath on my neck as you whisper, "Shall we continue this in the bedroom?" I cannot take this innocent teasing any longer, my hands shaking slightly, come up to cup your face & bring those teasing lips to mine. Our mouths meet; there is nothing innocent about our kisses. They are deep and sensual, our tongues battling for domination and slowly but surely you win the game. I never win, but you know that I like it. Tonight I know you have something fun in store, because you cannot hide that glimmer in your eye. "Yes, the bedroom sounds wonderful. Can I get more wine?" I inquire, motioning towards our empty stem glasses. "No darling, you've had enough. Plus, I want you to be aware of everything we'll be doing tonight." You wink at me, rising from the couch. I take your outstretched hand, intertwining our fingers, and smiling at you as you lead me towards your room. A short walk down a sparse hallway, one right turn into a darkened bedroom, the drapes closed and only the sliver of light under the door to the adjacent bathroom sets a shadowy scene. You gently sit me on the bed, my hand feeling the fluffy red satin duvet. I've never been in your bedroom before and it already feels warm and comfortable. I don't have time to come up with a compliment on your personal space before you invade mine again with an eager kiss, your hands busy at work undressing me. Both our hands work to rid me of my blouse, flying through the buttons and then unzipping me from my skirt. Quickly, those items are on the floor and I'm somewhat prone on your bed. You lean over me, gently maneuvering me to the center of the bed, taking the opportunity to let your hands roam over my curvy hips, stomach and breasts, breathing heavy in the surprise of no bra and skimpy panties. Oh yes, I did come prepared, my eyes say as I wink and giggle. Ever so gentle, you grab my breasts kneading them, working my nipples stiff and chuckle when you feel me buck my hips against yours. I feel how hard you're getting and I wish you'd move things along faster, but you ignore my body's plea for more and continue at your own pace. Getting less and less gentle, you move my arms away from your neck and place them on the bed. Distracting me, you reach past my wrists and I feel something wrap around each of them. I try to turn my head to examine what you've placed on me, but you keep me facing you, that mischievous smirk reaching your smoldering eyes again. I remember jokingly pointing out handcuffs on a particularly handsome cop this evening after dinner, saying how I wouldn't mind being restrained by him. You chuckle as I start to ask, interrupting my question with more kisses, more rubs up and down my body by your huge hands. I can feel myself soaking the thin cloth between my legs. I'm imagining how wonderful your fingers, lips, and tongue will feel on my pussy. I give into these wonderful sensations all over my body, leaning my head back letting out a long, deep moan as you touch my pussy for the first time. You don't waste any time getting rid of the soaked strip of fabric I call panties, leaving a fingertip just inside my soaked nether lips. I move my hips around, bucking up and down, desperate for more penetration. You tease me so well and you seem to know what I want, without asking questions or needing direction. You lean down resting your arms on either side of my hips, lifting them up into your open waiting mouth. I gasp and scream out my first orgasm, after all the teasing, and you lap up everything I have to offer you. A finger enters me while your talented tongue works my poor clit, inserting with quick in and out thrusts, just to get lubed up. You pull your finger out just as quickly as you gave it to me and rim my tight asshole. Just that action surprises me, because you seemed to remember another mention of mine—also meant as a joke—that I had never had the pleasure of dual penetration. Soon you're driving me crazy with your long, wet finger in my ass and your seemingly longer tongue in my pussy. I'm driving to my peak again, getting ready to cum a second time, and just as I start to shudder you pull out, dropping my ass onto the bed. I lift my head up to inquire why and you cover my eyes with a scarf, folded over several times so my vision is even darker. I feel you reach over to the bed table, click the light on, and reach under the bed for something else. You spread my legs open wide, spread eagled on your fluffy duvet, continue by restraining my ankles, and I hear another clink-click of chains cuffed to the bedposts. I feel your weight shift off the bed then your breath, hot on my ear, whispering, "Stay here, baby, I'll be back shortly." I start to protest but soon realize after a couple seconds you really have left me alone, trussed up on your bed, blindfolded, subject to your whims. Just like my fantasies, I'm completely bound and unable to see or touch anything on my own. I'm just thankful you didn't decide to gag me this time... I hear the door creak open, your soft sock-covered feet cover the room with your long strides. You set down stuff on the floor and then move them to another surface near the foot of the bed. "Hello, baby, doing alright in here?" "Y...yes," I stammer, trying to hide my tense, aroused state. You hold a straw to my lips and utter one word, "Suck." Even though I know you're only referring to the liquid—chilled wine, it seems—I deeply wish it was your cock poised at my lips that very moment. After I've wet my parched mouth and throat, you move the straw away and dab lightly at any drops that I couldn't keep inside. "Good girl," you reply. You move away from my head and I lose track of where you are until I feel your weight again on the bed, but between my legs this time. The next thing I feel is something cool and light on my pussy, which you quickly rub and smother all over, on my trimmed bush and puffy pussy lips. It takes me a second to realize you mean to trim me completely bald! I do my best to hold still especially when you move your hand away and I feel the cool steel of the blade touch me. You work quickly, I feel the razor scrape across my skin, and I feel you pull my lips apart and away to shave every inch of the area down there. A wet rag meets my pussy lips, sending a wave of goose bumps up my body, as you wipe away the cream and remnants of hair. You release a cool breath of air on my oversexed pussy and enjoy watching me shiver from the change in temperature again. As you pat me dry with a soft, fluffy towel, I can't help but wonder what you have next for me. I notice how you're taking extra care not to rub too hard on my overly sensitive mound, but you seem to "accidentally" slip a finger between my folds to dip into my honey pot and restart the river of wetness like before. I never actually came down from that orgasm you teasingly stopped, it just seemed to be on hold, and I can feel my body start to react again. And just like that, you leave me again, making me squirm and fight the restraints always looking for that release I so crave now. I feel your weight leave the bed again, the soft footsteps on the hardwood floor, and the door creak shut. I release the breath I had been holding, trying not to focus on the utter need to touch myself and cum, but moan in frustration. You come back quicker this time, whistling a tune to let me know you were back, just in case my senses weren't working in overdrive. I feel you sit on the bed again, right next to my side and suddenly there are fluttering touches all over my naked body—light kisses of your lips and small attentive brushes of your finger tips. Shockwaves of chills expand from the points of contact. I can't take them and it causes me to huff and moan even louder in frustration. "P...puh...leeease!" I beg, arching my breasts to the sky, and rubbing my ass on the satiny duvet. I hear your chuckle once again and can almost see your smirk in my mind's eye. "You'll get what you crave soon, my dear," you reply to me. Again you sink down on the bed, on my left side this time. I hear a faint clinking of what must be ice cubes in a bucket as something shifts around in it. You spread my pussy lips wide open, and as if it's a last minute thought, you flick my clit sending me a shock of pleasure. I'm sure you enjoy that because I grunt and groan, moving my ass as much as my shackled position allows. The next thing I feel is something unbearably cold and solid entering my love hole. I gasp out, trying to squirm away because it's freezing me from the inside out. Your warm hands cup the outer lips and rub me, creating friction and warming me a little bit. The sharp contrast in temperatures, freezing cold to warm hands and hot breath on my sex, teases me to no end. I can feel the item melting soon, only mere seconds after being placed in me, though it feels like hours on my end. You must know my poor pussy can only take so much so you quickly latch your mouth over it, and suck out the remaining liquid, moving your long nimble fingers in and out, across my clit, my rosebud, and inside my ass. Finally, with the cold numbness retreating from my body, a warm hot feeling radiates from my core, and I can somehow tell the teasing is over with. You're letting me reach my peak. I silently remember to thank you later and give into the sensations taking over me. My mind stops thinking just long enough for the pleasure you're stroking from me take over. I shudder, scream obscenities, clench and unfurl fingers and toes, and moan out the biggest, most intense orgasm I've ever experienced outside of penetration. You diligently lick and slurp up all the juice and cum my pussy gushes out, slowly cleaning my inner thighs that got splashed a bit in the mayhem. Letting me have a couple seconds of rest, you quickly unbuckle my ankle and wrist restraints and remove my blindfold. I blink for a little bit, ridding my vision of the post-orgasm blurriness and adjust to the dim lighting. Slowly my eyes adjust and see that you've freed your raging, throbbing dick and it's resting near my mouth. I watch it twitch with your heartbeats for a second or two, then quickly engulfing it and worshipping it like I wanted to earlier tonight. I can tell from your rigid stiffness, how your eyes close in surrender of that moment, and from your nearly silent groan of happiness that you're not far from an orgasm yourself. You're standing on the edge of the bed still, now more leaning as I begin my treatment of you. I reach a hand between us to cup your balls, lifting and squeezing them, as I work my mouth up and down your dick, bottoming out on you every other down stroke. Your hand on my head tells me you must be close, so I work even harder to get your cum in my mouth. The next down stroke, instead of just deep throating you, I work your balls into my mouth snaking my tongue down and pulling them in. I start humming and moaning, asking for everything you can give me just like you took everything I gave you just now. A couple quick thrusts on your part, and I'm sucking hard on the head of your dick, looking up into your eyes as you shoot your load into my mouth. I stop pumping your dick with my hand, just concentrating on sucking out every last drop of hot, sticky cum from you. I leave the huge load in my mouth, savoring the tangy taste, before swallowing it with a couple gulps. You're shaking and twitching above me, hands fisted in my hair, slowly letting go and caressing my face now. I see satisfaction and pure love from your eyes looking down at me. Letting your dick flop out of my mouth with an audible pop, I sit up as you collapse on the bed next to me. "Tremendous," you say. "Fantastic," I say next. "Thank you," we say at the same time, looking at each other, then laughing as we curl up under your fluffy red duvet, our hands gently exploring the other person, getting ready for the night we have ahead of us.