2 comments/ 15823 views/ 8 favorites Restraints By: angelandaddict The soft felt around my wrists surprised me. I wasn't sure what to expect, but for some reason I didn't expect the restraints to be so smooth against my skin. I heard the Velcro and knew what he was up to. I heard him pull the straps around my wrists as he tied them to the nightstands beside the bed. He came up to my lips and kissed me. Instinctively I wrapped my legs around his hips, and realized I couldn't do the same with my hands. I pulled at them, testing their strength. "Oh, I nearly forgot..." as he trailed off he pushed himself from the bed. I started to feel my body shaking but I wasn't cold. I strained my ears so I could hear what he was doing. He fumbled in his bag and the sound of more Velcro filled the room. It echoed through my ears as I felt his weight on the mattress. He placed a hand delicately around my ankle, caressing my calf before wrapping another restraint around it. He pulled my legs apart, tying the straps up with my wrists. My thighs lay open on the bed. I couldn't see or move. My entire body was exposed and vulnerable and I realized that in that moment I had given him something I've wanted to give to someone that I loved for so long. My body was for him to play with, and I inhaled knowing that I was going to be at his hand for as long as he wanted. My heartbeat started to pick up as he slowly began to run his fingertips along my naked body. Every single motion between us was erotic, and I felt myself getting lost in the sensation of my skin aching for more than just the tips of his fingers. I so desperately wanted to climb on top of him and slide him into me. I felt the goose bumps form over my breasts and he removed his hands from my body. My breathing was steady and slow as I anticipated his next move, and found that his lack of touch was turning me on just as much as him touching me. Suddenly I felt his mouth taking my nipple into his, and his teeth biting down onto it. My spine arched beneath him and I managed to moan oh my god, between sharp inhales. For the first time in my life my entire body was aware of every sensation, and the feeling of his mouth on my skin was enough to make me feel like I could reach my peak. I knew that I couldn't, of course. Not unless I asked. As quickly as his mouth arrived upon my breast he removed it and stood on the side of the bed. "I think we need some ice. I'll be right back." I reached for his hip and pulled on the fabric of his jeans. I didn't want him to go. He didn't even hesitate as I listened to his footsteps round the front of the bed towards the door. I listened as he turned the door knob. It seemed to be abnormally loud as it closed behind him. I had no idea where the ice machine was, nor how long he would be gone. I had to concentrate incredibly hard to keep my breathing steady, and again my body began to shake. I pulled at my wrists and ankles, not budging more than a few inches. I envisioned myself, tied down, legs spread, waiting for my man to come back and take advantage of every single part of me. I found myself biting my own lip because that was the only sensation I could give myself. I ached to be touched, I ached to feel anything, and the fact that he was not even in the room made me want it even more. I tilted my hips towards the ceiling and could feel the blood rushing throughout my body. My skin seemed to be crawling over itself, and I was feeling like I was tingling from the inside out. I bit down harder on my lip as I heard the door key slide into the door. It was that simple sound that made me forget to fight the need to let my body shake, and so I let every single part of my body quiver as he walked over to the side of the bed. He didn't say a word as he leaned onto the bed, placing an ice cube around my nipple. The arrival of something so cold upon my skin sent my body into overload, and even though I couldn't see, my eyes rolled into the back of my head. I felt my body twitching everywhere as he trailed the ice cube to the center of my chest. It melted and formed a small puddle between my breasts. Slowly, he pressed it down my stomach, passed my belly button. It was melted completely before he reached my hips. His hands didn't stop when the ice did. His finger tips traced along my hip bones, to the part where my skin dipped and changed to my thigh. I instinctively lifted my hips begging for more, and his voice broke the silence of the room. "You're a little eager, aren't you? I think you know what that means, missy." I inhaled sharply as I realized what was going to happen next. "I need to be punished, sir." He lifted my thighs off of the bed and rocked my hips back, exposing my bare backside to the air of the hotel room. I could feel the water evaporating off of my skin as my spine curved and he ran his palm across the flesh of my ass. His touch was soft and careful, and suddenly it was gone. I held my breath as he slammed his hand down onto my ass, the sound of skin echoing through the room. It left a sting that just turned me on more. He lifted his hand and brought it down harder this time. He ran his palm delicately over my what I assumed to be bright red skin. "Is that enough, little miss?" The words filled my head and I loved every single bit of it. "No, sir," I replied effortlessly and he brought his hand down on me again. Each time I exhaled quickly, enjoying the way his spanks made my body react. He let my hips fall and he pressed his naked body against mine. I wanted him. No, I physically needed him. He pressed his mouth between my open thighs, taking my clit into his mouth. He wrapped his hands around my hips as my spine moved in ways I didn't realize was possible. I knew I could cum right then, in that moment if I wanted to. But I held back, wanting to cum while he was inside me. He buried his face between my thighs and I moaned his name as loud as I could, hoping the people in the rooms next to us knew who I was fucking tonight. He lifted himself from between my thighs, kissed my lips and pulled away. He placed his hardness against my lips. As he straddled my shoulders he slid his cock in and out of my mouth, and I lifted my head so he could get deeper. I felt my hips reacting to his thickness and I wanted more. I moaned onto his hardness and he asked me if I wanted him to fuck me. "Yes sir, I need you to fuck me, please sir." I felt the bed give way between my open legs and he pressed his cock against my wet slit. I ached for more, and tilted my hips. "You're a good little miss, aren't you?" As I replied with a coy yes, sir, he shoved his perfect cock deep into me. I screamed out of surprise and pure pleasure as he slid himself in and out of me. I pulled at my wrists, forgetting I couldn't move. I knew I was going to cum soon, and I knew it was going to be easy with his cock inside of me. Between screaming his name and oh god I felt my body get closer and closer, the fire burning inside of me. I pulled at the restraints again, moving the bedside table. He placed a hand on my throat and never slowed in his thrusts, fucking me harder and deeper each time. I tightened my pussy around his thick cock, and I knew I needed to cum. "Oh my god, I'm going to cum, please let me cum, sir." His fingertips pressed into my neck as I felt my body being overloaded with pleasure in every single way. "You want to cum, is that what you want, little miss?" He asked as he continued to pound himself into me. His voice was incredibly sexy, deep and warm as he asked me to beg for release. "Yes, please sir, please let me cum, oh my god." "Cum for me, you're going to cum all over my cock like a perfect little cumslut." The filthy words came out of his mouth and his grip on my neck grew slightly tighter as my body tightened. My thighs clenched up, I squeezed his cock inside of me, and my spine arched. I felt the release start in my pussy and climb over my entire body, making me feel dizzy instantly. The orgasm seemed to last an eternity but still was over too fast. I felt my body relax and I began to try and catch my breath. I don't know when he stopped sliding his cock in and out of me but he did, and climbed over to my face again. "I want you to cum all over me, sir." I said, and he pressed his cock onto my lips. I took him into my mouth until he was about to cum, and he released onto my chest, neck and lips. I licked every bit of it up I could. I wanted more. He collapsed onto the bed next to me, and reached for my ankles, removing the restraints there first, then my wrists. He pulled back the blindfold and I saw him laying, exhausted, next to me. My muscles relaxed from the position I had been in, and he smiled. "I love you, so much." Restraints I'm lying in bed, wide awake. The sleet and wind are pounding against the windows here. There's actually thunder snow. Which is one of the coolest things I've ever experienced. But that's not why I'm wide awake. I'm wide awake because I'm thinking about our last exchange. I'm thinking about you and what you're doing right now. You're probably sleeping, but I wish you were here. I'm thinking about the feelings that rise up in me when I see you pop up on my phone. I know you feel it too. And I've been ignoring it. Or at least trying to ignore it. After all, we're not exactly a conventional match. Yet still, I can't stop feeling it. And I just want to acknowledge it. You are on my mind every day. And each day, your words touch me in ways words have not touched me in a very long time. Hearing your voice fills me with joy...and lust. I don't know what to do with this energy you give me. I can fantasize. I can share with you that as I write this, I imagine you lying next to me, your arms around me, kissing my neck, nibbling my ear. Your hand slides up from my waste, to my breast, my nipple between your two fingers. My heart begins to race. My skin warms at your touch and I grow flushed. I press myself against you. I feel your cock harden along my ass and reach behind me, running my hand down from your hip. You whisper in my ear, "I want to taste your sweet pussy," your warm breath inviting me closer. I turn around, wrapped in your embrace, looking into your eyes, I place my lips on yours. Our tongues reaching toward each other, exploring. Your kiss is warm and wet and feels urgent. I smile and say, "I want you to taste my pussy." And we both giggle a bit as you begin to kiss and nibble down my neck, to my chest. You continue to my breasts and give each nipple a long suck, swirling your tongue around them. I arch my back, releasing my breath in pleasure. My hips are moving in a rhythm that is only ours. You move me onto my back and are now over me, continuing your kisses down my belly, down to my hips. I'm so wet, you can see my pussy lips are plump and juicy. You continue down, grabbing my ass and lifting me toward you. I spread my legs, opening myself to you, anxiously awaiting your next move. You lick my inner thigh where my juices are dripping. I gasp and move my hips toward you. "Oh, damn you taste delicious," you say with enthusiasm. Then you begin by just barely licking my lips, carefully, slowly, tasting me. You tease me as I writhe under your tongue and caresses. I want more and you make me beg for it. "Oh god, please lick my clit." I moan, my breath faster. I can't believe how much I want you. "I said I wanted to taste you. I didn't say I was going to make you cum." You tease. I wrap my legs around you in hopes to urge you further. "Oh no. You don't get your way that easy," you laugh. And then you sit up and grab my wrists, extending my arms out, pressing them to the bed. "Don't move," you command. I hold my breath and hold still as you reach over to the night stand and pull out a set of restraints. You wrap the first around my right wrist securely, connecting it to the bed post. It feels firm, but soft. You kiss my wrist working your way down my arm, to my neck. You kiss me again and I can't help but reach my other hand up to your neck. "Oh, bad girl," you say, pulling back and grabbing my hand away. You place my left hand in the restraint and attach it to the opposite bed post. "Because you were bad, you're going to have to wait now." You step off the bed. Your naked body now seeming like a mile away. You stare down at me and begin to stroke your cock. I stare, unable to move although all I can think of is touching your beautiful cock, tasting it. "I'm sorry. I will obey," I apologize. But you continue to stroke yourself and you don't come closer. "Please touch me," I beg. It doesn't make you stop. I can feel my juices dripping from my pussy as I try to stay perfectly still for you. Finally, after what feels like a half an hour, you join me on the bed again. You lie next to me, without touching me. I can feel the heat from your body radiate toward me and I inhale the air that surrounds us, turned on by just the anticipation of your touch. My nipples are fully erect waiting for you. Then you begin to touch me with your hands. Soft caresses along my arms, traveling to my breasts, over my stomach and down my thighs. Each caress bringing a wave of intensity that makes me ache for you. You watch my reaction to your touch, learning how your fingers bring me pleasure. At my wrists, I turn my head away to hide the flush that grows over my face. At the backs of my knees, my back arches uncontrollably. When you caress my hips, I moan expressing the pleasure it brings. At my inner thighs I know my juices are flowing freely in anticipation. You pinch my nipples and I take a sharp intake of air at your touch. I can barely control my breath. It grows ragged and my pussy aches for release. "I'm going to touch your clit now, but you may not cum," you explain. "Okay," I respond excitedly. But I'm not sure I can obey. I'm so wound up, I think I may explode. You kneel between my legs, spreading them wider. Your hand slowly reaches down to my pussy lips, and you gently caress them. They are slick with my juices. You begin to probe toward my clit without touching it. Then you take your finger, wet with my juices, and place it softly on my mouth and lips. "Taste how sweet you are," you command. I open my mouth and suck your finger, tasting my sweet, salty juices. "Good girl." You reach down again and I am aching for your touch. You begin to rub my swollen clit, slowly, with a circular motion. Each movement bringing me closer to a climax I may not have. My breath quickens again and I feel my entire body awaken, ready for your next move. For a moment, I wonder if I could cum without you knowing, but I dismiss the thought as ridiculous. Your touch is driving me crazy and I realize I am very close to cumming. I try to pull back, to prevent further stimulation, but you press harder. "I'm going to cum if you keep that up," I gasp. "I don't think I can stop myself!" You halt. Sparing me a beautiful climax. You pull back and again begin stroking your cock which is now even harder and wet with your own juices. You kneel above me, my hips moving toward you uncontrollably. I pull on my restraints because I don't know what else to do. I open my legs further hoping to entice more touching. You just continue your stroking. I can't bare it any longer. "Please," I'm begging. "Please fuck me." You smile like you were just waiting for those words in order to continue. You lower yourself over me and slide your cock between my pussy lips, getting yourself all lubed from my juices. It feels so good. I move my hips toward you and then you slide your cock into me, filling me. You press yourself against me and pull out, just for a second, before plunging back in. Each stroke feels like you are filling me more and more. Again, I'm getting close to cumming and I cry out, the pleasure rising in me uncontrollably. "I'm going to cum!" You halt again, in an instant. I gasp. I'm right on the edge. I think one more stroke and I'm going to explode. But you wait. Your gaze is full of passion and I can barely contain myself. You reach over to my left arm and release the restraint. I quickly move it to touch your body. You reach to the right and do the same. I wrap my arms around you and then you thrust again with a purpose that sends me over the edge. I cry out as the waves of pleasure wash over me. You feel me tighten around you, pulling you in as you pump until finally you too explode in pleasure. You arch your back as I run my fingernails down your back. We are a ball of fire exploding in the room and we cry out together. Finally you collapse over me, both of us panting with relief. We spend a moment in each other's arms, kissing passionately again, smiles on our faces. Content until next time. Restraints by Tesco Great, another fight! We had made a really good relationship, but now something had gone wrong but I didn't know why. Sitting on the sofa in the front room, with my head in my hands I couldn't help but cry. My tears where drowned out by the sound and activity from the kitchen, drawers crashing and the fridge opens. I stopped crying, confused as to what was going on; I wiped my eyes and moved towards the door, curiosity forcing me to find out what all the noise was. As I got to the door, my path was blocked by His muscled frame, having no time to react He pushed my body into the wall and held me there by my throat. Pinned to wall I started shouting at Him to let me go. I assumed He would let me go, but as I tried to get away His grip tightened around my throat. I couldn't shout or even talk anymore, breathing was even getting difficult. He leant forward, His lips gently grazing my ear. My body relaxed as I felt His gentle touch. All of a sudden I felt His teeth sink into my ear lobe, my tears returned and I managed a yelp with the breath I had left. In order to stop me losing consciousness He loosened His grip. 'I've had enough of these fights and arguments, you're too emotional and you need to choose a life without me or a life where you are kept in line by Me'. He paused and my mind raced. I couldn't face losing Him, I wanted Him with every ounce of my being and He knew it. How can I tell Him I want to be submissive to Him, if I can't even breathe properly? As if He'd heard my thoughts He released His tight grip enough for me to talk but not enough for me to move. 'I need You, so if You think I need to be kept in line then I need You to control me'. With that He grabbed my hair and dragged my shaking form through to the dining room where He forced me over the table. I had no time to move before He started to tie my limbs to the table legs with carrier bags, although not strong I couldn't break them or get my limbs free. He chuckled behind me admiring His handy work. I struggled in my bindings, not knowing what I had agreed to or was going to happen now. I started begging to be set free, but my pleas were ignored. He came round to my face, bent down next to the table and caressed my sore ear lobe with His strong fingers. A small amount of blood dropped onto His fingers, to my surprise He picked it off and kisses me sharing the taste with me. So soft and gentle, after a few minutes He withdrew and smiled at me. With this He pushed a ripe apple between my teeth and held it to my face with black electric tape, now I was scared. He moved behind me, flipped my skirt and pulled my thong to the side. When I felt His fingers come into contact with my pussy I could feel my immense wetness. My pussy was dipping juice onto the table. 'Your a dirty girl, what am I going to do with you?!' I knew the question was not to be answered as I couldn't, the apple blocking almost all sound all I could do was moan. I felt something cold touch my pussy lips, I couldn't do anything to stop the impending assault on my pussy. The cold cucumber in His hands entered my pussy at such a rate it took my breath away. Then nothing, it didn't move and I couldn't feel His fingers, all I could feel was the coldness numbing my pussy. He didn't move, stayed silent behind me for what seemed like an age. After several minutes, I then felt something poking at my asshole. I'd never my pussy full and my ass invaded, a panicky feeling rose within my core as to whether I could take it, but we both knew I had no choice. He thrust it in my ass, deep and hard, I came there and then without warning. My juice covering His hand. He removed both items from my body and I lay there in ecstasy, I jumped out of my dream like state when I felt His hand come into contact with my ass, He was spanking my ass, which resulted in milking more come from my pussy. From behind He could see all the activity of my pussy. He stopped spanking me and I heard a zipper move, followed by the feeling of His cock at my entrance. He thrust into my pussy with so much energy I felt the table move and shudder with our activity. I was in heaven; I came so hard milking His cock with my muscles. He continued to fuck me until He came inside my pussy, I felt His body flop forward over my back covering me, but I didn't mind I felt so secure. When He got His breath back, He untied my limbs, removed my gag and helped me up and onto my feet. 'First day of the rest of your life, my sweet one!' With that He passionately kissed my mouth, I was alive for the first time!