Chapter Ten
Aiden
She was everything I thought didn’t exist. Everything I wanted and so much more. As much as I wanted to fuck her tight, perfect pussy right then, I’d force myself to take my time. I wanted this to last. She’d broken the curse that hung over me for so long, one that I thought I was stuck with for all eternity. I would repay her properly.
“Step into the circle, Belle,” I whispered, uncoiling the rope. “That’s it.” I looped the rope around her arm, threaded it through the smaller ring, and secured it tightly with a box knot. I did the same for the other arm and her legs. When I finished I stepped back to admire my work. “Fuck, Belle, you look exquisite spread out like that.” I paced all the way around the contraption, getting a look at her from every angle. That’s when I noticed the bolts on the outsides of the circle weren’t stationary. They were affixed to a rotating plate—meaning the whole unit moved back and forth. I could lay her out if I wanted.
I’d save that for later. I didn’t want to get too overwhelmed with options, but it was a nice feature that I’d definitely remember.
With just my fingertips I started on the underside of her arms, lightly following the curves down the side of her body all the way to her calves. I picked up a toy labeled “The Violet Wand” and dragged it across her skin without turning it on.
Of the toys I tested, this offered the most range in sensation—a light electric hum to a sharp, painful shock. The thin wand wasn’t meant for inserting but to hover over the skin and deliver electro-static shocks of various intensities. I couldn’t wait to see how she would react to it.
“Are you comfortable?” I asked.
Belle nodded. “Yes, Master.”
“Are you ready to begin?”
“Yes, please yes, Master,” Belle’s whole body shuddered as she answered.
I turned the toy on the lowest setting and traced it across her stomach. Belle moaned and whimpered and my cock jumped at her sexy sounds. I brought it to the underside of her magnificent tits and this time she cried out, arching her back into the pain of the toy. “Do you like that, Belle?” I whispered in her ear, eliciting another whimper from her.
“Yes, Master. Very much.”
“Would you like it if I turned it up?” I whispered in her other ear.
Her eyes closed slowly as she answered. “Yes, Master.”
“Yes, Master what?” I asked softly.
Belle sighed, smiling from ear to ear. “Yes, please turn up the toy, Master.”
I obliged and ran it across both her nipples, making her squeal with delight. Her body heaved with shaky gasps when I pulled the toy away. When she’d recovered, I hovered the wand down the inside of her thigh, which again earned me a squeal and some sharp gasps as the sensation left her body.
“What your safe word, Belle?” I asked quietly.
“It’s corsage, Master,” she said thickly.
“And you will use it if you need to, right Belle?”
“Of course, Master.” I hadn’t forgotten the safe word but I did want to ground her a bit. Saying the word seemed to do the trick.
“Do you need a break, my sweet?”
“No, Master.”
I held the wand up to her eye level and watched her eyes widen as I turned it all the way up. “Are you ready, Belle?”
“Yes, Master,” she heaved. I stepped around the circle and ran the wand over her ass cheeks.
She screamed as the arcs of electricity touched her skin. I pulled it away quickly and stepped around so I could see her face. Smiling and gasping, her head relaxed backward, and she was so turned on her thighs were slick and shiny with her own juices.
I turned off the wand, let my boxers fall to the ground and stood in front of her waiting for her to come back to reality. After a few moments, I touched her cheek. “Belle,” I said in her ear.
“Mmm?”
“I want you to come for me, sweetie. Right now.” I didn’t know if she would, if she could come without touching her directly. But I sure as hell wanted to find out.
Moaning and sighing, she shuddered against my chest, rocking her pelvis back and forth and shaking in the restraints. “Come for me, Belle,” I said again. And she did. She wailed and writhed as she let the climax overtake her.
When she recovered I checked all the restraints, making sure they weren’t digging into her skin or hindering circulation. “Belle?”
“Mmm?” she said, eyes hazy and unfocused.
“Do you need a break?” She shook her head. “Do you want me to keep going?” She nodded. “I need you to say it, Belle.”
The haze cleared from her gaze as she looked at me. “Yes, Master. Please keep going.”
I rearranged her, lifting her feet to stand on the platform of the circle. “Hold on to the rings, Belle.” When she had a good grip, I rotated the contraption roughly thirty degrees backward, putting her splayed open pussy on display and also at the perfect level for me to fuck.
But first, I wanted to taste her. “Are you comfortable, sweetie?”
“I am, Master.”
“Good,” I said and got down on my knees. “How would you like it if I licked your tight little cunt until you came? Her pelvis arched toward me as she whimpered. Fuck! That sweet, sexy sound drove me absolutely insane. “Would you like that?” I grumbled low and slow, watching her body shiver at my voice.
“Yes, Master,” she whispered.
I didn’t bother with teasing or build up, I dove into her sweet little pussy and lapped away like it was my last meal. Belle rocked and squirmed against me and I plunged two fingers as far as they would go inside her. I pressed against her g-spot and Belle screamed as I brought her to a peak. She convulsed around my fingers as her sweet juices dripped down my hand.
It took some time for her breathing to return to normal but when it did, I checked in again. “Do you want to stop, Belle?”
“No, Master,” she whispered.
I got off the floor and crawled inside the circle with her. “Belle, I’m going to fuck you now. I’m going fuck your tight little cunt harder than it’s ever been fucked before, is that all right?”
Belle whimpered again. “God yes, Master. Please, please, please fuck me,” she begged.
No warning, no teasing, I crashed into her pussy, slamming the entirety of my cock into her sweet, warm depths. She came with the first stroke, and I grabbed her hips as she bucked and arced, trying to keep a steady rhythm. When her climax ebbed away I grabbed the top part of her outer lips and shook them back and forth, shaking and sliding her swollen, wet clit all around. She came again, screaming and writhing, and this time, I let myself come too, growling as I spasmed into her.
God, she was perfect.
Belle shook with aftershocks for a good three or four minutes after I stopped touching her. She shook while I uprighted the circle and untied her arms and legs. She collapsed against me, totally spent, and I carried her to the bedroom, cleaned her of the mess we made and tucked her into bed. After I made sure she had a glass of water within reach, I crawled into bed next to her and fell to sleep as soon as my eyes closed.