Bondage Seduction (12 page)

Ted gave her a knowing smirk. “The same can be said for some of the things you’ll see in the club. Try to keep an open mind and if you get too uncomfortable, squeeze my hand and I’ll get you away. Are you ready?”

The truthful answer to that would be no, but Meri was going to get to spend another evening with Ted. Regardless of what they watched, she’d be with him so it would be okay. “Sure.”

“Good.” Ted went to a beautiful cherry wardrobe along the far wall of his office. He pulled out a similar shirt to the one she was wearing and put it on. Once he was dressed again, he turned towards her. He reached for the ball gag. “This is brand new. It’s medical grade silicone so it doesn’t have that awful smell that many of them have. Insist on quality toys. It’s your body and if the Dom doesn’t respect your wishes—walk away and don’t look back.”

“Thank you. That’s good advice.” She knew she shouldn’t fan the spark of hope that she wouldn’t need another Dom and yet, she couldn’t help it. Ted was the Dom she wanted and Ted was the Dom she was going to get.

“You won’t be able to speak, obviously. We won’t be scening, so you won’t need a safeword. If for any reason you need it removed, put your hand on my cheek and I will take it off immediately. Okay?”

“Yes, Sir. Touch your cheek if I need it off and squeeze your hand if I need to leave. Uhm, what happens if I touch something else?” She focused her stare on his hard cock.

“You’d find out what it feels like to be edged for a few days. And I might insist you take my cock in that pretty mouth of yours and finish what you started.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, Sir.” She was pretty sure he meant to edge her anyway, so it might be worth it. Meri didn’t know where her courage was coming from and she didn’t care. All she knew was she wanted to spend a lot of time doing very naughty things with Ted.

Meri laughed as she heard him growl. She was pushing her luck like a school kid testing the limits with a new teacher. There would be a consequence, of that Meri had little doubt. She also knew it would be worth it.

“Come here, pet, and open wide.”

Without hesitation, Meri went to him and lifted her hair out of the way. Her heart was hammering as the ball filled her mouth and the cool PVC of the straps bit into her cheeks. He pulled it taut and slid the catch into place.

She pushed on the round, red ball with her tongue and found it was locked tight. There would be no removing it that way. A little flare of panic skirted down her spine. It would be impossible to scream the safeword. Meri took a long deep breath in through her nose. She could do this. They weren’t scening, just watching others. Her hands were free and if need be, she could remove it herself.

“Clasp your hands behind your back,” Ted ordered.

Again fear raced through her. Did he plan to bind her hands? She took a moment to think it through. He hadn’t said she would be bound. She really needed to stop trying to stay one step ahead of him. Wasn’t that the point of submission? Once she’d made up her mind, she put her hands behind her back and linked her fingers together.

“Good girl, thank you for trusting me.” Ted stepped behind her. “I’d rather you lock your hands to your wrists. It is a little more secure.”

She quickly adjusted her hands into a loose box.

“Perfect. Keep them there until I tell you otherwise.” Ted held open the door for her. On the other side, he took her upper arm in his hand and led her out to the great hall.

She felt like his prisoner and she supposed that was the point. It was definitely getting her wet.

“This is considered honour bondage. I’m trusting you to keep your hands in that position. If you need to use the signals we’ve discussed, then of course you are free to move.”

His breath tickled down her neck as his spoke. With his lips skimming her ear, it was damn near impossible to concentrate on what he was saying. There was a hell of a time delay as her brain worked through a thick layer of physical need. Yet every nerve ending was at attention and ready for action.

Ted led them to a part of the club she hadn’t been to before. A woman was naked, bent at the waist with her neck and wrists locked in old fashioned stocks. By the stripes along her back, Meri had to assume she’d been flogged or whipped. Meri hadn’t seen enough examples to recognise the patterns on sight.

After pulling two mats from a stack near the wall and laying them on the ground a few feet away, Ted sat down first with his back against the wall and his legs apart. He motioned for her to sit between them. Once she was seated, he took her wrists and placed her hands on the outside of his thighs. “Leave them there,” he whispered against her ear.

His thighs were thick and muscular. Wrapping her arms around them was a pleasure. As Meri settled in, she felt Ted begin to unbutton the shirt she was wearing. His threat to edge her for several days replayed through her mind.

Orgasms hadn’t been a frequent occurrence in her life. Her ex-husband had rarely taken the time to see that her needs were addressed. After he’d left, she’d bought a vibrator and experimented a bit. It seemed a little hollow without a man to share it with. A man like Ted who would dominate her and demand that her every pleasure belonged to him.

Meri tried to be ethical, but she liked to play situations fast and loose on occasion. She wondered if she would obey his edict or sneak an orgasm at her first convenience. Truth be told, she wasn’t sure.

She tried to ignore Ted’s hands exploring her body and focus on the scene he’d decided she should watch. The Dom was placing clamps on the sub’s nipples. These were a little different than any set she’d seen before. On the chain connecting the clamps, there were sliding rings. From the dip in the chain and the groan from the sub, Meri had to assume they were weighted. She couldn’t imagine how tightly they’d have to be clamped on to keep them from falling off.

Her first instinct was to cup and protect her own breasts. She was proud though, when she remembered she wasn’t allowed to move her hands.

Meri felt Ted move around a little and she pulled her weight from him so he could get comfortable. A moment later, his hand was in front of her face with a silver chain draped over it.

“Lean back against me.”

She gripped his thighs harder and put her back against his chest. Looking down at her nipples, she saw them pebbled and ready for his torture.
Silly tits, don’t they know what’s about to happen?

Meri closed her eyes as he manoeuvred the clamp near her left nipple. She couldn’t watch. As his warm fingers pinched and pulled her tender flesh, she relaxed into him. He knew what he was doing. He wouldn’t
really
hurt her.

“Pat my leg when you can’t take it any tighter,” he whispered, so that only she could hear.

She didn’t want to be a wimp, but she wasn’t sure how long he intended to leave them on. From what she’d heard, they hurt the worst when they were first removed. All those thoughts were zinging through her mind as Ted twisted the clamp tighter and tighter on her nipple. When the burn became intense, she feared she’d waited too long, but she tapped his leg and prayed it would ease a bit.

“Good girl. Same thing for the next one.”

This time she didn’t wait as long to signal. She patted his leg about a quarter of a turn earlier.

“They should be even, Meri.” He loosened the left just the slightest bit and tightened the right a bit further. Once he was done, he clipped the ends to the ball gag. When she tried to turn and look at him, she gave her nipple a nasty tug.

He chuckled at her shocked whimper. “I suggest you relax and watch the scene. But keep one thing in mind, little one. You are not to come without my permission. Do not disobey me on this one.”

She didn’t know how to respond. Speaking was impossible and if she nodded, it would pull on the clamps.

“Answer me.”

Oh, all right!
Meri gently nodded her head. When she moved to lean back against Ted, she realised the chains were too short. If she put her head at a comfortable angle her tits felt a tug.

“Very nicely done, pet. This is called predicament play. You have to choose between the worse of two evils. Don’t overthink it. Just go with it. You are down to ten more minutes with the ball gag. Relax, you can do this.”

Meri tried to focus on the scene they were watching. The Dom had two fingers in the girl’s ass. With every stroke, he smacked her clit with his free hand. Meri thought at first it had to hurt, but from their angle she could see the sub’s pussy was dripping with wetness.

Meri tried not to react as Ted moved his hand down her body. He pulled her thighs apart and began a sensuous massage of her clit.
Oh, he’s not playing fair.
She was dying to tip her head back and get lost in the sensations, but the clamps made that impossible.

Ted stilled his hands. “Watch.”

The Dom had removed his fingers from inside her, squirted something in his hands and wiped them off before drawing a bag from his toy satchel. He pulled out two butt plugs and began to apply lube to the smaller of the two. “Push back, subbie.”

In one smooth motion the plug disappeared. After cleaning his hands again, the Dom rubbed his hand down his sub’s back. He was murmuring to the girl, but Meri couldn’t catch everything he was saying. It was easy to see by the woman’s responses, they were words of encouragement and praise.

“Look at her face. She probably thinks she’s going to get her reward now, but Master Greg has other plans,” Ted whispered.

His breath skimmed down her neck and tickled her aching nipples. Though she was trying to stay still, Meri wasn’t having much luck. Even the slightest turn of her head produced a tug. She was wetter than she’d ever been before, and if Ted didn’t stop touching her clit, she was going to come.

As the scene played out in front of them, the sub gave a startled scream. The Dom was fucking her ass with the plug while he rolled the weights over the chain attached to her nipple clamps. Meri could see the sub thrashing about and it made it impossible for Meri to remain still.

It was difficult to do, but Meri rocked her hips into Ted’s hand, needing more contact. Ted stopped touching her. Without thinking of the consequences, she turned her head towards him. She hissed from the resulting sting along her already tender nipple. Absently, she wondered how many more minutes she had to wait until the gag came off.

“Do. Not. Come.”

Fuck.
She had to come. Her entire body was primed to explode. What the hell was she going to do?

With renewed determination, she focused on the scene. Maybe she could push her need aside if she watched the drama unfolding. The Dom had removed the plug and was preparing the second, larger one. Meri squeezed her butt cheeks together. It was a very intimidating toy. She didn’t want to imagine what it would feel like pressing into her.

This time, the Dom took it slowly. It went in easily to the halfway point. From there he was talking to his sub and giving her instructions. Meri wasn’t sure what the girl had said, but her Dom smacked her clit and slid the plug in almost all the way.

At the sound of the smack, Meri drew her head backward tugging the fuck out of both her breasts. A soft cry escaped around the ball gag.

“Relax. Look how wet she is. She’s enjoying this very much.”

Just as Meri settled down and began to breathe a little easier, Ted tapped her clit with his fingers, lighting up her pussy with sensations she’d never felt before.

“You see it’s not so bad. I’m going to increase the strength of each swat for the remaining two minutes you have to wear the ball gag. If you can come from the swats, I will allow it. If at the end of the two minutes you haven’t come, then I’m afraid, pet, you’ll be out of luck until Tuesday.”

Her mind took off at a million miles per minute. How hard would the smacks be by the end of the time limit? If she came, would he stop? What if he didn’t? How bad would that hurt?

By the time the next swat came, all those thoughts were swept away. The only thing she could concentrate on was the feel of his hand on her clit.

“You want to come. Don’t you, Meri?”

His voice was a velvet seduction. Her eyes closed and her world narrowed. She nodded and this time enjoyed the tug on her nipples.

“It’s right there, isn’t it?”

She nodded her head again and this time she kept a gentle but firm pull on the clamps. The bite of pain had turned to pleasure.

“Three more swats, Meri. Each one a little more fierce than the last.”

As the next smack fell, Meri’s clit was throbbing. God, she was close, but she didn’t know if she’d come that soon.

“Two more, my pet.” Ted caressed her clit with a light, gentle touch. Not enough to get her off.

She twisted her neck, uncaring of the pull, actually enjoying it. Meri rocked her hips, a silent plea that he make her come.

Ted’s chest rumbled in a quiet laugh. “Your Dom told you how you would come and I stand by my word.”

Meri watched his hand light up her clit. Her body didn’t know what to choose, pain or pleasure. Before she could interpret it, the last swat landed hard. Somewhere in the back of her brain it registered that Ted’s hand had clamped over her mouth, ball gag included, making sure she remained silent.

The release she’d fought so hard for washed through her with such force, she bucked against his hand. As the first wave subsided, Ted removed the clamps from her nipples. He laid her backward over his thigh, cradling her head in his hand, and pulled one abused tit into his mouth. The blood rushing into her breasts sent her spiralling into another orgasm.

As the world shattered around her, she felt Ted pull her into his lap. The words he whispered kept her company as she floated on waves of pleasure. She rode each aftershock secure in Ted’s arms. In his lap, she felt safe and petite. The second was laughable. Nothing about her was petite so she chalked it up to a post-orgasmic delusion.

Once her senses came back online, she noticed Ted was fighting with her hair, trying to remove the gag without hurting her. As she pushed her hair to the side to make it easier for him, she realised how exhausted she was. She could only hope she hadn’t bruised Ted’s thighs as she’d hung on for dear life.