0 comments/ 36258 views/ 0 favorites Darling Bound Ch. 1 By: DarklyEroticMan I awaken from our first night spent together and immediately envision you tied to my bed, legs apart, wrists held apart and up behind you. I like to use silk scarves to tie a loop around each ankle and wrist and then a piece of rope to loop through the scarf and connect to the rings I have attached to the underside of my platform bed. The scarves are soft on your skin and pretty and colorful, yet so very strong. I have adjusted the temperature in the room so you won't be too hot or too cold, even though you are completely naked. I place one pillow under your head for comfort and another under your ass. The later serves to force your pussy up and make it more open and visible. I love how your pussy can't help but open naturally in this position and I notice that your clit is clearly peeking out from your inner folds. When I am done tying you just right, I decide that I don't want you completely naked after all and I take my last silk scarf and tie it around your head, covering your eyes. I love the last look I see in your eyes as if to say, "I know I can trust you, but I am still a little scared anyway." Once the scarf is properly tied, I kiss your lips lightly. I love to run my warm, wet lips all over yours, it is such a luscious feeling, and I love how you try to kiss back as if you are starving to be kissed. I make a little mental note to remind myself to kiss you for hours sometime soon. Then I stand and step back to admire my work and your beauty. I notice how nice the light from the window looks on your skin and how you try to move each arm and leg to test your bonds. I also notice that my cock is very hard and wonder to myself how long I can last until I have to fuck you. I kneel beside you and talk softly into your ear. "My darling, you make me very happy. My cock is very hard now. I adore your submission and love to give you this feeling. Do you like what I have done to you?" "Yes, Sir," you say softly. "There is only one way to be sure that you like it, my pet," I say, "Do you remember what that is?" "Yes, Sir, I believe that my pussy is very wet for you," you whisper. "Very good, Darling," I say firmly, "You are correct to say that, because your pussy never lies. If it is wet, then you are feeling the way I want you to feel, even if your words ask me to stop. Now I am going to see for myself what your pussy has to say." I move down and lie on the bed with my head and hands between your legs. I get very close to you, but do not touch you anywhere yet. I can see that you are in fact very wet. Your wetness trickles down a bit. I blow on you lightly, so you can feel the coolness on your wetness. Then I touch you with my finger, lightly, softly, very slowly. I trace the limit of your wetness, along the outer labia and down between the cheeks of your ass. With your wetness on my finger, I press against your tight lower anal hole. I hear you moan and slide my finger into you slowly. I notice again my urge to fuck you right then and there, but restrain myself again and finger your ass a little more until I am done. I then rise and walk off to rinse off my finger in the bathroom before returning to kneel close to your ear. "Did you like the feeling I just gave you, pet?" "Ohhh yes, Sir," you answer quickly. "Very well, then, my dear. You will experience more of that," I state very matter-of-factly, "But now I am going to lick you. I haven't decided whether to make you cum yet, but remember that you will be punished if you cum without my specific permission. Do you understand me, Darling?" "Yes, Sir, I understand. I want to please you," you say. "Very well, then, I will enjoy licking your pussy. In fact, I intend to turn your cute little pussy into a gaping, ravenous cunt before I leave," I say. You say nothing, but I know what you are thinking, "Leave? Leave? He'd leave me like this? Oh, God, I know it excites me, but I don't know if I really want it now. Is he really going to do that? Oohhhhhh, fuck. Should I ask him not to? Oohhhh, my god, what should I do?" Just then you feel my tongue slide into your inner pussy lips and you gasp a bit. It instantly takes away the fear thoughts you were having. I circle you lightly and open your inner folds with my fingers. Then I press my face against you and lick you all over your open pussy. I am still going lightly on your clit and remind you to tell me the exact moment when your cute little pussy becomes a ravenous cunt that begs to be fucked. Then I start to really suck you and lick you hard and rub you all over with my fingers. I feel it open and swell. I suck right on your clit and hear you stutter out the words "It's a cunt, Sir.. Oh God, it is your fucking cunt now!" I pull my face away, but continue to rub you with my fingers. "I love to play with your cunt, my sweet, but this is how I am going to leave you." "Oh, fuck he's really going to do it," is your first thought, but your first words are, "Are you really going to leave me like this, Sir?" I kneel close to your head and play with your breasts as I talk with you, "Yes, Darling, I am going to leave now. I am not going to tell you where I am going and I am not going to tell you for how long. You asked me for this experience and you are now going to have it. You may beg me not to go, but it won't help any. I can tell from your nipples and your wetness that you are very excited. Remember, your pussy never lies, Darling." I run my hand down into your wet pussy as I say this and then take my fingers and then put them into your mouth. You suck on them instinctively and I smile. "You see? You are so very wet. I want you to experience this," I speak in your ear in a deep slow voice that will stay with you after I leave, "All you need to remember is that I adore you. You must learn to trust me completely." I kiss you hard before you have a chance to answer and then stand, pull on my pants and shirt, slip on some shoes and walk quickly out of the room. Just before I go down the stairs I look back at you tied and blindfolded on my bed and take in the most beautiful sight I think I have ever seen. I hear you trying to say something, but I just keep walking away. When I get to the front door, I open it and slam it shut hard to be sure you hear me close the door. With a smile on my face and a hardness that nags at me for relief, I sit down just inside the door and remain silent. The thought of you up there naked and bound on my bed is almost more than I can bear, but I stay with my plan and wonder whether you know that I did not actually leave the house. Darling Bound Ch. 2 After a few long, quiet minutes I decide to create a new dilemma in your mind. I walk back upstairs and into the room. "I'm afraid that I forgot something, my dear," I say matter-of-factly. I hear you sigh and notice you pulling at your bonds as I walk over and touch your pussy very lightly with the tip of my finger. Your pussy is open for me, revealing the most delicate inner lips and the tip of your clitoris. I notice you are wet, but also that there is a little problem. "I forgot to make sure that your pussy remains a cunt before I left, my dear," I say with a smile that you can hear in my voice. The next thing you hear is my rummaging in my dresser and closet. I find what I'm looking for and walk back to the bed. "I'm going to remove your blindfold now, my dear. I want you to see a few things," I tell you as I take it off. There on the bed all around you are some of my favorite sex toys. You see a brown leather belt, my long thin red wooden rod, a long piece of white nylon rope, a long thin candle and a pack of matches. You also see a number of brightly colored plastic clothespins, a fairly large silicone butt plug, a 10" off white vibrator, a larger cock-like dildo and long red and black ostrich feather. I see your eyes widen and give me that look I love which is like, "Oh, my." Just as I think that, I hear you whisper it softly, "Oh, my god," and I notice my cock hardening again. I kneel beside you and reach down to finger your cunt lightly as I speak to you again. "Darling, I am really leaving the house this time. I wanted you to have something to think about so your hungry little cunt stays that way while I'm gone." I wiggle my finger as I say the word cunt. "When I return, which might be in 15 minutes or 3 hours, I am going to use one of these items on you for my pleasure. I will be trying to decide which one to use and how I am going to use it on you the whole time. The longer I am gone, the more I have decided to do to you. Does that excite my little cunt?" I wiggle my finger in you. "Oh, yes, Sir!" you reply without hesitation. I notice you starting to respond to my fingering and pull my hand away from your wet cunt. I smile as I put my fingers in my mouth and suck off your natural juices. "Very well, then," I say firmly, "I will be thinking very hard about what to use on you, how to use it and for how long while I'm gone." I kiss you hard on the lips and put your blindfold back on and kiss you once more hard on your lips. You hear me walk down the stairs and out the door. Then you hear my car drive off, leaving you no doubt that I have really left this time. You go over my words in your mind. "Hmm now, what did he say? He'd be gone 15 minutes or 3 hours. Does that mean either or? Does it mean that I have to wait 3 hours if he doesn't come back in 15 minutes? Damn.. and what else was it? He said one of the toys. Why just one? But he seemed to be pretty clear about that. Yes, he was definite about that.. God, I wonder which one? Fuck I am so wet, ohh how I wish he had made me cum. He makes me so hot and then leaves me wet and wanting and.. and.. Aching! Yes, that's it. I am fucking aching to cum and I'm tied up here and I can't even touch myself and I have all of the toys within a foot of me and yet I can't use any of them.. Ohh, god, how long is he going to make me wait?? God I hope he comes back soon and fucks me or something before my cunt drives me fucking insane. Ohh, how long has it been? A few minutes? How can I wait? Ohh, please, come back and do me soon. I want it so bad. I promise to be good, just please make me cum. Please make me CUM .....oohhhhh please make me cummmmm...ohhhhhh goddddd." I drive out of the driveway and go to the nearby adult video/sex toy store. I don't really need anything in particular, but I need to spend enough time away to make you really wonder when I'm coming back. Of course, I have no intention of staying away for 3 hours, but want to stay away more than 15 minutes to make you go just a little crazy in your mind. I go in the store and look around to see if there is something else I might like to use on you. After walking the aisles for a few minutes, I decide to buy a few little things just for you. The female store clerk smiles as she puts my new toys in a bag, staples it closed and hands me my change. "She'll enjoy these very much," I say with a smile as I walk out. Instead of parking in my usual space when I return, I park down the way a bit and walk the last 40 yards to my house so you don't hear my car. With a devilish smile on my face I ring the door bell, hoping you are thinking that whoever it is, it isn't me and praying that whoever it is doesn't come in and look around the house for some reason. I try again to imagine what you are feeling and then ring then doorbell again. Then I open the door, walk in and close the door a bit hard behind me. I am intentionally a bit noisy so you definitely know that someone is in the house, but I don't say anything at all that would let you know it's me. Next I go to the kitchen, open the freezer, take out an ice cube and walk upstairs with it. When I come into the bedroom I look at you and sense your anguish. "Jack? Is that you?" you ask quietly, but I don't answer. "Who are you? Please answer me," you ask with a more frightened tone in your voice, but I still don't answer. I walk close to you and hold the ice cube over you. It is starting to melt now and very quickly the first drop of cold water lands right where I wanted it to, on your lips. I love watching you as you try to comprehend what's happening to you and what you are going to do or say. I know now that you are 95% sure it's me, but I want to keep the doubt there for a while longer. Drip, drip, drip the cold water lands on your lips and you try to take it in and drink it like you are dying of thirst. I love to watch your naked body as you do, for you are so beautiful. Then I put the ice cube directly on your lips for a few seconds and let you suck on it before I do what I had in mind with it. Slowly I run the ice cube down your chin, down your neck and over your body to your closer nipple. I circle the nipple and watch the ice melt on your warm skin. In spite of the cold, it clearly makes your nipple harder. I can tell from this that you are becoming incredibly aroused as I wanted you. You try again to talk, "Jack, oh Jack.. I know it's you, right? Won't you kiss me or talk with me, please, Jack? Sir?" But I remain silent and run the ice cube to your other nipple and then down your belly. I don't want it to get too small before its ultimate destination. I run it all around your belly but always closer and closer to your warmest place. Before it gets to half it's original size, I run it right down to your open pussy lips and slide it up inside your vagina, pushing it way inside with my finger so it can't possibly pop out. Then I run my wet finger back up your body and right to your lips where I leave it as if to keep you silent as I speak for the first time since I came back, "You are so beautiful, my darling. I am pleased to find your pussy still wet and wanting. Perhaps the ice cube will cool your aching for a few blessed moments while I tell you what I am going to do with you now." Suddenly I kiss your lips hard and love how you instantly respond with a desperate attempt to kiss me hard back. You try to pull up to me, but the bonds hold your wrists back. Then I stop and begin talking to you, "Darling, I told you that I was going to use one of the toys on you when I returned. I'm sure you've been wondering about that, haven't you?" You nod eagerly and give me that little quiet "Yes, Sir" that I know means, "Of course I've been thinking about it, what the fuck else was I going to do, oh God, please fuck me, touch me, do something! My fucking cunt is driving me wild!" "Tell me darling, which toy do you think I am going to use?" I ask. "Whichever one you want, Sir," you answer without hesitation. "Yes, you are right about that, my darling," I say, "but I would like to know which one you are hoping I will use, please answer the question." I reach out and squeeze your closer nipple firmly as I say the word - question. "The belt, Sir," you say quietly. I can read your mind though as I hear your voice thinking, "I can't believe I chose the fucking belt, it could really hurt, oh god, the belt." I pick up the belt and you hear me let out a nice "mmmmmm" as I do. I take it and touch the tip of it to your lips with it. I run it over your face and love how you open your mouth to feel it. I run it around your chin and neck and then down your body. "Yes, darling, I do love the belt," I say. Then I run it down to your breasts and start to slap them a little with it. Gently at first, but then hard enough to make you recoil a bit and breathe in as if to brace yourself for the pain. I slap each breast a few times lightly, a few times more moderately and once hard. Then I use it lightly again to run it down your body, over your belly, circling your belly button and then down lower, lower. I trace the outer edge of your pussy area, but run it down to your thighs and tease your legs for a while. The tip of the belt makes a little line in your skin as I draw it all over your thighs and lower legs. Then I run it back up, closer and closer, slowly but surely to your pussy. I use the tip to open you and hear you moan as I touch your pussy for the first time since I put the ice cube in you. Around I go with the tip of the belt and then - smack - lightly but definitely a smack on your mound. I start to punish you with the belt on your opening cunt. "Is this what you thought I would do, love?" I ask as I smack you harder and more directly on your cunt. "Yes, Sir," you say with a tight mouth that shows me that the pain is real for you now. I smack you 5 or 10 times more until you are really pulling on your bonds and starting to snarl and breathe hard from the pain. Then I stop and speak, "No, darling. You're wrong. It's not the belt that I have in mind for you." Darling Bound Ch. 3 I sit on the side of the bed and rub your cunt gently with my hand as I pick up the ostrich feather. I start running it over your face and neck, then down over your breasts and belly. It feels soft, almost warm to your skin, so sensual and delicate like a million little touches of the tip of my tongue on your skin. "Did you think it might be the feather, my darling?" I ask as I caress you all over, "You do like the feeling of the feather so much, I can tell by the way your nipples are hardening again, don't you?" As you smile and moan and answer so sweetly that you do like it, I run it right up your inner thighs and over your cunt. I can almost feel you quiver as I do and I notice that you are spreading your legs without even thinking about it as I caress you there with the feather. "No, Darling, it wasn't the feather I had in mind," I say with a sigh, "But I do love it so, I think I will tie you up again downstairs sometime and caress you with the feather by candlelight for quite a while." Then I pick up the candle and the matches. Taking my time to increase your anticipation, I touch you with the candle before lighting it. It slides over your skin so easily, especially where there is wetness from the ice cube and your pussy juice flow. I can tell that you are figuring out in your mind what toy I have chosen, but quite sure that you can't tell the difference between this candle and my wooden rod which is about the same diameter and similarly round and smooth. The next moment erases any wonder, however, as I suddenly strike a match and light the candle. I can see your legs quiver as I do this and notice you pulling on your wrist bonds. I do so love to watch you writhe and squirm in anticipation of my next touch. This time, however, my next touch is not with my hand or finger or the direct touch of a toy. This time the next touch is a drop of melted wax from the candle. I watch the candle form a little puddle around the wick. I watch the flame for a moment too. I've always enjoyed the mystery of flame as it dances on its little source of energy at the tip of the candle. Then, with an evil grin on my face, I position the candle directly over your thigh within an inch of your outer labia, about 6" over your skin and let the first drop fall. It is almost slow motion to my view, but you have no view. From your perspective there is only no pain, then pain. There is anticipation, then realization. In a split second you go from relative relaxation to tight, searing recoil as the drop of hot wax lands just a fraction of an inch from the most sensitive part of your entire body. "OOOOohhhhh," you scream instinctively. I let the first drop lie there, knowing that your reaction is more of a release than from true pain. The wax cools almost instantly and you relax slightly, although your breathing is entirely different now and you tug at your bonds constantly in anticipation of more wax. "Did you enjoy that, Darling?" I ask softly, "Did you find it difficult to bear?" "Ohhh, my God, it was so intense for me. So much more than I expected, but it doesn't hurt now, Sir. Are you going to put a lot of wax on me?" "You know I can't answer you, Darling. You must simply experience each moment of reality and let go of your need to know what is coming next." With my fingers I open your pussy lips wide; holding them open purposefully, like a doctor might do before inserting a speculum. And positioning the candle just right, I begin to drip the wax one hot drop at a time, like a Chinese water torture, each drop falling exactly every fourth second on your open pussy. I count silently as I let them fall to time them as evenly as possible. Your breathing is measured now by the drops as you suck in air through clenched teeth to somehow try to take the pain like a soldier. With each drop I aim for a new spot on your quivering pink flesh. Drip 2, 3, 4, Drip 2, 3, 4 Drip 2, 3, 4. I aim and count. Your writhing increases. Your breathing intensifies. Your body tightens all over, as if every muscle is trying pathetically to help defend your aching pussy. I am wondering how much you can take and watching you closely. I never want to go too far. But I do know from testing it myself that as long as the candle is more than 6" above your skin, no true harm will be done. Just when I sense that you are about to let out a scream or a plea for mercy. I stop the dripping. As your breathing slows and your body relaxes, I speak softly, "Darling, you have pleased me so very much just now. You wanted to scream and beg me to stop, but you didn't and your pussy is still as wet as ever." I run a finger through your waxy wetness as if to prove it to you. "But there is one more drop that will fall on you before we are finished with this. Do you know where it will fall?" "No, Sir," you reply softly. "Don't lie to me, my darling. You know there is only one other place I am interested in that hasn't felt the hot wax." "My clit, Sir?" "Yes, darling." Before my last word reaches your ear, the last drop of hot wax is on its way to the tip of your quivering little clitoris. As it lands and forms itself into a shell, I watch you face. The sweet pain sends a searing current from your clit to your brain and back to your clit where you feel a single hot point of pain that renders the first real scream from your lips. As I put the candle out, I fall to you... kissing you passionately while my hand cups your wet and waxy pussy with comforting pressure. "You please me so very much, my darling, but I'm afraid it's not the hot wax that gives me the greatest pleasure," I whisper into your ear as I lie down next to you on the bed. "What is it then, Sir? You know I ache to please you anyway I can if you'll please tell me," you speak with such sweet devotion that my cock hardens still more than I ever thought possible. I start caressing your body and face gently as I position myself close against you. You respond as always with movement toward my touch as much as possible within your limitations, but I sense your discomfort as you move and speak. The bonds have been on for a very long time now and your pussy has been aching for orgasmic release. As I caress you, I start to undo your bonds, first from your wrists. As you start to move, I caution you to remain as you are until I give you permission to move. You obey so well as I take off your ankle bonds and enjoy watching you as you stay in a restrained position without any more physical limitations on you. "It's your trust and submission that gives me my greatest pleasure, my darling, and you have pleased me beyond measure this morning," I stand as I talk and look down at you, so beautiful. "And now it is time for your reward." I watch you closely as I start to undress. I've always loved your eyes and now they are more filled with emotion than I remember ever seeing them. You watch my hands as I unbutton my shirt and slip off my shoes, being careful not to move your arms or legs beyond their prior limits. As I reach for my zipper and slide off my jeans, I notice your tongue licking your lips and smile. With a swift movement I slide off my shorts and stand at the foot of the bed, naked, hard and looking straight into your eyes. "Open your legs wider, please," I speak firmly. You comply. "Would you like me to fuck you now, darling?" "Oh, yes, pleaseeee." "How bad?" "As bad as I can ever remember." "Very well then," I move closer as I speak. "Hold your labia apart for me. I want you to feel my cock alone in your cunt before I touch you anywhere else." You comply with a double sense of relief for being able to bring you arms down and have your pussy finally touched. I move between your legs and position my cock at the opening of your gaping cunt. With my arms beside your breasts, I support myself over you without touching you anywhere. Then I lightly touch the opening of your vagina with the tip of my cock. "Use your hands to offer your breasts to me now, darling," I speak slowly, "When you start to cum, you may hold me, but not before. Do you understand?" You nod and lift your breasts to me as you hold your breath in a sign for me that you sense what's coming. With a hard thrust I buried my hardness deep inside you. The low guttural moan you release lets me know that the immediate pleasure I felt is mutual, and I thrust again, deep and hard. And again, so deep that our pubic hairs mingle. My body lifts and falls, never touching you anywhere except at our sex, fucking you harder and harder as I lose myself in the pleasure of fucking you at last. Just as I feel myself losing both my arm strength and my ability to hold back my orgasm any longer I feel your arms wrap around my neck and pull me close. I press my lips against yours and start to kiss you madly with frantic passion. My cock swells as your vaginal walls start to contract around it, pulsing with your own orgasmic release as I finally burst forth with a thick stream of hot cum in your cunt. I thrust as many more times as I can, and then fall onto you with my lips against yours, my tongue inside your mouth, my cock so wet and warm inside your cunt and my body touching as much of you as I can from head to toe. We kiss lightly as the Sunday morning sun streams in and warms our naked skin.