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The sound of metal clinking from the clamps touching the table tickles our ears and it makes her nipples pucker even more.

“Let’s go, baby.”  Those three little words again.

I go ahead of her leading her slowly through the rooms.  She’s clasping my hand with both of hers in order to keep herself grounded.  When we get to the bedroom I walk her slowly to the bed and stop her when she’s just in front of it.

“The bed is in front of you, baby.  Reach out and touch it so you know where you are.”

I can see by the rising and falling of her chest she’s breathing very heavily.  She bends slightly to touch the bed with her hand.  When she makes contact with it she jumps just a little. 

“Ok love?”  I ask gently.  I know this must be a little scary for her and I admire her immensely for it.

“Ok.”  Her voice is so soft I have to strain to hear her.

Placing my hands on her shoulders I trail kisses down each side, stroking her, soothing her, comforting her and I sense her responding, relaxing a little under my touch.

“I’m so proud of you.  Thank you for trusting me.  I’m going to put some music on first baby.”  The remote is right at arm’s reach so I don’t have to leave her side.  The sounds of Rachmaninov’s Piano Concerto No. 2 surround us, enveloping us in its sensuality. 

“I’m going to take your shoes off.” 

I slowly squat down between her legs which puts my face even with her sex and I can smell the intoxicating musky aroma of her desire.  Placing my hands on the outsides of each of her thighs I press my cheek against the back of one and rub my face against her leg.

“Elizabeth, you smell so delicious, mmmmm.”  I slide one finger from the front of her pussy to between her ass cheeks then I suck her juices off it.  “Delicious.”  I take her shoes off and put them to the side.  “Open your legs for me, baby, as far as you are comfortable.” 

I can hear her breathing now, she’s holding onto the bedposts and I want to tie her arms there but tonight I want her ass in the air.  She loves it when I play with her ass when I’m making love to her, and I intend to play with both of her holes. 

“Good girl, I’m going to tie your ankles now, love.”  I hold one ankle firmly with one hand to make her feel grounded, then I take the Velcro strap with the other and gently place it around her slender ankle.  Her dainty red painted toes are moving around and pressing into the carpet.  I lower my head and kiss the top of her foot before releasing her then do the same to the other foot.  I slide my hands up each leg, over her ass and up her back as I lift myself from the floor.  I move my hands up her arms to her hands clenching the posts and hold them while pressing my cheek against hers.

“I’m going to take your hands off now and I want you to lower yourself to the bed.  Then I’m going to tie your arms.”  I wait for a moment and let her digest this.  “Are you ready, baby?”

“Yes…”  She’s panting.  Good.

I take her hands in mine and lower them to the bed keeping my hands on top of hers.  She begins to lower herself and I glide her hands along the bed to where I want them.  The arm restraints are also Velcro so attaching them is very quick.  I stand and look at her bending over the bed, open and glorious, her pussy glistening with her desire.

“You are so beautiful, Elizabeth.”  I begin to caress her, her legs, her ass, her back, with long sinewy strokes, softly, then squeezing, pressing into her flesh, molding her to my hands, feeling her fill them.  “You.  Are.  Mine.”  I lick her from the top of the crack of her ass all the way up her back to her neck. 

“Ooooooh...,” her moan is deep and long and I feel her squirming under my touch.

“Keep still, love, and just feel…”  I begin to stroke one finger under the curves of the cheeks of her ass, up her sides then down between the cheeks, through her beautiful pink wet lips to her clit.  I take that swollen nub between two fingers and pinch.

“Oh, my God!!!”  Her body tenses at the sudden sensations.

Palming her sex I place the other hand between her shoulder blades and lower my face close to her ear.

“Was that good, baby?”

“Yes…”  She’s panting trying to hold on.  She doesn’t want to cum too quickly.  And I don’t intend to let her.

I stand but keep my hand firmly on her back.  Time to play with her.

Elizabeth

Marco is giving me exquisite torture and I am getting lost in its intense delirious seduction.  This is so magnificent, just feeling, not moving, receiving more and more delicious sensations and stimulations, I feel like I’m going to explode.  Oh, God, yes!!

I am laying halfway on the bed, arms tied straight over my head and my legs spread with my ass up in the air and I feel like my sex is screaming ‘please come and get me’.  There goes that little fish mouth puckering, begging for relief again. 

I feel Marco shift down behind me, I hear a click then a slight thump.  I’m surprised I can hear anything at all with my heart pounding so loudly in my ears.  His hand comes to lay on my mound, cupping it with a squeeze and I almost feel my juices ooze out with the pressure, I’m so aroused.  He moves his hand slowly back spreading my cheeks as he does.  His hand is moist and just glides over me like velvet and the feeling spreads through me like a drug.  While his thumb is circling and pressing my back hole his finger teases my pussy, sliding in, circling, exploring.  The hand from my back begins to travel down until it comes to rest on my ass and spreads my cheeks. 

Fuck!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Two fingers slide into my sex and my walls instantly clench onto them pulling them in.  He turns them, bends them, moves them in and out so his knuckles press against that spot inside me.  That wave of desire is beginning to crest carrying me higher.  The hand holding my cheeks open begins to move in rhythm with the other, caressing, petting, teasing and I start to beg silently, pleading for more.  He moves and now one finger is in my pussy and another slides slowly into my ass.  And he stills.  He doesn’t move.  My silent pleading becomes louder, stronger, hungrier.  And I hug his fingers with all of me, demanding him to give me satisfaction, holding them tight, pulsing around him.  When I finally let his fingers go he begins to move, agonizingly slow, fucking me with them in both holes.  It is so sweet, I never thought it would be so incredible, I don’t want it stop. I am close to falling.  His movements become deeper, more deliberate, pushing me closer to the edge.

“Ooohhhhh…”  I can’t stop the moan that escapes me.

He pushes in as far as he can go.  I want more, it feels so good.  He senses my need and wiggles those two fingers as he thrusts.  And I cum, slow and sweet.  Still pushed deep inside me, his fingers stop again and he holds them there as I squeeze them, trying wring everything out of him.

Marco removes his fingers and is on his knees behind me.  His hands grab the insides of my thighs and opens me up then buries his face between my legs sucking, licking, and probing me everywhere.  The last of my orgasm shoots through my body telling me it’s not finished yet.  But he knows that.  Sucking the last of my cum from me, he stands and pushes the head of his cock inside my still throbbing sex with his hands still holding me open.  He thrusts just the head in and out making me yearn for more.

“Please, Marco…,” I’m begging, I don’t care.

“Tell me what you want, baby…,” his voice is low and hungry. 

“All of it, everything, everywhere, please…”

“Not yet, baby.”

“Oh, God, please…”

With just the head of his cock at my entrance he begins to tease my ass pushing just the tip of his finger inside me there, thrusting and twisting it slowly.  I can’t push back on him, my ass is as far back as it will go.  My need is becoming intense, climbing higher and higher with each little thrust with his head and his finger tip.  I want to growl at him, scream at him to fuck me hard and deep.  His other hand moves to my clit and he grabs it between two fingers and rubs it between them. Almost, I’m so close, just a little more, please…

Moving both hands to my hips he grabs me tightly, digging his fingers into my flesh.  He begins to thrust the head of his cock harder, then stops like he’s hitting a wall.  I hear him growl as his hands pull me closer to him pulling on my restraints.  I can tell he’s holding himself back.

“Fuck me, Marco, hard!”  I yell at him.

He slams into me, his hips slapping into my ass, I love that sound, the sound of our flesh smacking.  He pulls back and only enters his head again.  Aaarrrrggh!  He’s going to kill me! 

“Yes!  Yes!  Yes!”  I’m pleading.

“Fuck, Elizabeth!”  He grits it out through clenched teeth.

One of his hands slide down to my front, his other still on my hip, and pinches my clit tightly as he begins to thrust deep, hard and slow. 

“Oh, God!  Oh, God!  Oh, God!” 

I shatter, explode, gush!  Yes, sweet, sweet release.

His movements become harder, deeper, stronger, grinding into me, releasing my clit to rub my sex, deliciously stroking me and holding me to him.

“Elizabeth, God, there is never enough of you, baby…”

He throws his head back and tenses, burying his cock and I feel him spasming as he cums.  

Marco

I have to get Elizabeth out of these restraints as much as I’d love to fall over her and lay here holding her for a little while with my cock still spurting the last of my cum inside her, my hunger for her so intense it’s never fully satisfied.  I squat and undo her ankles first, rubbing the marks to bring back the blood flow and soothe them away.  Standing, I do the same to her wrists, rubbing and kissing them to ease the discomfort.  It looks as if she was pulling on them pretty hard.  I lift her and place her on the bed, not trusting her limbs to carry her after holding herself up like that.  I go to the bathroom and come back with a warm wet washcloth to clean her.

I place light kisses over her face, on her eyes, her forehead, cheeks, and lips as I gently wipe her body with the towel.

“How are you love?”  I ask softly.

She smiles up at me glowing and looking beautifully intoxicated.

“I’m good,” she says softly as her smile widens.

I knew she was enjoying it but I wanted to hear it from her.  I want to be sure she wants more.

“Tell me, love, do you want more?”  I look intently into her eyes searching for what she might not tell me with words.  They widen with all of the possibilities.

“Yes, I think I do, Marco…” it’s barely above a whisper.

I kiss her deeply, letting all of the appreciation and happiness I feel pour into her with my kiss.

“Ok, baby, I’ll give you more, but not tonight,” I tease.

“Thank God, I don’t think I would survive.”  She rolls her eyes playfully at me.

“But we have some shopping to do tomorrow, don’t we Elizabeth,” I smirk mischievously at her thinking of the list of purchases I have prepared in my head.

Her mouth falls open slightly at that implication, silent for a moment.

“Yes, we do.  And by the looks of that smile on your face, Marco, I have a feeling it’s going to be very interesting.” 

I can imagine the images that are playing through that beautiful head of hers.

Chapter 7

Marco

We’ve fallen into the routine of me making breakfast because I enjoy it and I’m a good cook.  Elizabeth has yet to cook for me and I think that she’s a little intimidated because I grew up in the restaurant business and I think she thinks I’m this great cook.  To be honest, I am better than most people.  Not only did I grow up in the business but it was a hobby of mine for a while during a very bad time of my life.  It helped me to relax and be calm when everything was falling to shit around me.  Now Elizabeth can enjoy the fruits of that.

Today is the usual spinach and eggs omelets but I’m adding some potatoes on the side because I think we’re both in need of a little more sustenance from last night and the day ahead.  We have a lot of shopping to do for the house and for toys.  I decided already that I’m not going to tell Elizabeth where we’re going and I’m definitely not telling her we’re going to buy sex toys.  I have a few in mind that I know she’ll love but I’m very curious to see if she’ll show any interest in picking anything out.  She has surprised me with her desire for more.  And I can’t wait to give it to her.  This is our weekend and I plan to enjoy every moment I have with her, the black cloud that is threatening to open up is not coming near us.

Just as I’m pouring Elizabeth’s tea and my coffee, sleepy head comes out of the bedroom wearing one of my shirts and it makes me smile, I love seeing her in them.

I walk over to her and kiss her on the forehead, “Good morning, baby, did you sleep good?”

“Hi sexy, yes, I slept so hard, it was fantastic.”

“I’m so glad, I know you didn’t sleep well the last time.  Come on, let’s have breakfast, I’m sure you’re starved.” 

I walk over to the table and pull out a chair for her and wait for her to sit down.

“Get comfortable, put your feet up, I’ll bring your breakfast, baby, and your tea.”  I kiss her on the top of the head when she sits then I go to get our plates, coffee, tea and water.