[Fiction] The Slave (Part 2)

[Whispering Dom]

Part 12

You do as you are told, shower and then lay down again naked on Harry’s bed. You close your eyes dreamily replaying the weekends events, smiling as you realize that all your fears were unfounded. You wonder what Harry has in mind for your next session. The whipping was painful and exhausting. Definitely led to a strong orgasm though. You wonder whether Harry actually likes spanking you, or whether he just likes what it does for you. You know that whenever he looks at you, you see such caring and tenderness in his eyes, yet for sure he was smiling a lot while he was whipping and spanking your poor naked bottom.

You must have dozed off. Hardly surprising, this weekend is turning out as intense as those early days when Harry had first told you that you were to be his slave. As you wake, you stretch out your arms and legs. Gently you run your hands over your bottom. You’re surprised at how little it hurts now. You swing your legs off the side of the bed and sit for a moment. You wonder where Harry is. You get up, glance at yourself in the mirrors on the closet doors… You look over your naked body, well, Harry’s body really, you grin… You turn around, look at your bottom that Harry seems to like so very much… Hmm, still seems to be a little pink… Just a little.

You walk to the door and open it, step into the hallway. You peek into the living room, nobody there, go to the kitchen, it too is empty. The bathroom door is open and it is empty, so you walk naked to the playroom and open the door. It too is empty. Huh? Where’s he gone? You walk tentatively in, not sure if you are really allowed to come in here without permission. You walk over to the table. It’s a solid thing, big and wooden, definitely big enough for you to lay out fully on, you run your hand across its surface. You walk over to the cupboard. Not sure whether you should be exploring like this, but your curiosity is getting the better of you. You open the cupboard, and gasp…

It’s full of stuff, handcuffs, whips paddles… Well you knew about them already, but also blindfolds, gags and rope, and an array of sex toys! Harry must have spent a fortune, there are dildos, vibes, butt plugs, various small things that you have no idea what they are. There’s one of those massage wands that you’ve seen before in porn movies, at college you and your friends had laughed at them, how they could be strapped to a woman’s clit and keep bringing her to orgasm… At least, that’s how the movies portrayed them. There’s also a bunch of what you are pretty sure are bullet vibes, and a collection of little balls. Wow, your nipples have got hard just imagining them being used on you and your pussy is wet and tingling.

Suddenly the door to the room opens, and Harry walks in.

“Ah, there you are. Good to see you are naked, good girl.” He doesn’t sound angry, but you are still unsure whether you should be in here like this.

“S-sorry Harry. I was just looking for you…”

“In the cupboard?” You blush and he laughs. “It’s Ok, I’m just messing with you. I just popped out for a moment, and while I was out, I passed a nice cafe… Thought we might go and get something to eat. Want to put some clothes on? Or would you prefer to go naked?” He laughs and you blush.

“I’ll go and put something on” you say, secretly disappointed that he doesn’t seem to want to use you straight away. I mean, you are naked standing in the playroom. You sigh, but then perhaps something to eat would be good. You realize you are starving, haven’t eaten in ages, and you are surely burning a lot of calories! You walk past him, out of the room and back to the bedroom, time to dig out a fresh pair of panties…

You are rummaging around for your bag, when Harry walks in.

“I’ve actually got something I want you to wear.” Huh? He’s been buying clothes for you? You look at him, surprised.

“Ok. What is it?” He goes to one of the closets and slides the door open. He pulls out some things and hands them to you. You look at them. A short blue skirt, and a white t shirt, very light fabric and a very skimpy thong. You look at him. “Ok.” you say with a shrug.

“Just these Taylor, no bra.” Your mouth drops open. But you nod. “But before you put them on, I have something for you…” You look at him, questioning.

He holds out a… Well, you’re not sure what. It’s pink and curvy. You assume it’s a sex toy, and as you examine it, you realize that it must be to go inside you.

“Put it in now Taylor.” He says. You blush. Standing naked, you spread your legs and put the wider end inside you. It slips in easily, you were already turned on, no need for lube. It feels Ok, but doesn’t seem to do anything.

Harry is looking at his phone, seems to be texting someone. Really? You’re standing here naked with his toy inside you, and he’s not paying you any attention? You sigh. And then you spasm as the thing inside you suddenly comes to life and gives you an electric shock of vibrations. It lasts perhaps five seconds, and then it stops as suddenly as it started. You stand there, breathing hard, staring at Harry.

“It’s a remote vibe.” He chuckles. “I can control it with my phone. Fun huh?” You look at him, your eyes wide. “Anyway, now put the clothes on, and we can go out.” Go out with the vibe in you? Is he serious? He stands there watching you. Well, he hasn’t told you to take it out…

You slip the thong on, then the skirt, it comes to your thighs, and then the t shirt. You step into your shoes, examine yourself in the mirrors on the closet doors. The outfit leaves a tiny bit of your tummy visible. It looks Ok though. Lots of flesh on display, long legs and lightly tanned arms, your hair falling down onto the t shirt. Oh god, your nipples poke lightly at the t shirt. For once you are thankful that they are small. Still, you look and feel good. You look at Harry, he’s looking at you smiling, clearly happy with what he’s seeing.

Harry leads you out of the apartment and you walk down the stairs and out to the street. Out here, your outfit feels more revealing than it had when you were inside. The air on your skin, your pussy, covered by the skimpiest of thongs and your bottom, essentially naked feels so exposed, and the thin t shirt… You look down, and blush when you see that your nipples show a little when they come against the fabric. You feel a sensation in your pussy, and you have to stop walking. You realize that Harry has given you a burst with the vibe. You look at him, he’s smiling. And then you see him touch his phone again and once more you get a jolt to your pussy. You gasp, he leaves it going for a bit and you let out a plaintiff mewl, basically being masturbated out in the street. He taps his phone again, and it stops but the sensation of arousal is still there.

“Oh please Harry, this is so embarrassing, what if somebody notices?” You complain. He shrugs.

“Well, I guess you’re going to have to try and control yourself when I use it, aren’t you. It’ll be a fun game…” Fun for who, you think. He gives you another burst, you bite your tongue, but of course you are getting turned on. Damn him.

[Whispering Dom]

Part 13

He walks you down the street, even without the vibe you are getting turned on. The outfit just feels so exposing. You are constantly worried that the back of the skirt is fluttering up and exposing your buttocks. Oh god, you hope you don’t see anyone you know. What would they think? At least it’s a nice sunny day, so the outfit isn’t entirely out of place, but still…

Harry leads you to the cafe. There are a few tables outside, and he tells you to sit at one. Without a word he goes inside to order. You start to relax, and look around. The street isn’t too busy, it’s nice outside, and you are pretty sure that no-one can see up your skirt. Suddenly you feel a gentle throbbing. Harry has started the vibe again, obviously on a really low setting. You squirm and try not let your face show anything, but dammit, you are being remotely masturbated outside and in public. You press your legs together and breath in deeply. Suddenly he turns it up for a moment, and you grunt and pretend you are coughing to try and cover up your reaction, but damn, it feels good. Then it stops, and you are left flushed and hanging…

Harry comes out of the cafe with two coffees and a chocolate muffin.

“Enjoying yourself?” He asks with a smile. You look at him, trying to look annoyed, but actually you are enjoying yourself. You are turned on, both by the skimpy clothing, but also, of course, by the spurts of vibration. “I must say, I do like the shirt.” He says. “And the skirt shows off your legs nicely.” You blush from the compliment, and then blush even deeper as you look down at yourself. Your nipples are hard, and it shows distinctly through the t shirt. You squirm as you try to cover it up. Harry laughs quietly.

You drink some of your coffee, and take a piece of the muffin. Damn, you are hungry, and the sugar rush hits you. You quickly wolf the whole thing down. Then you sit back a little, enjoying the sunshine on your body. You look at Harry drinking his coffee. You lean back and close your eyes.

Oh fuck!! Harry has turned it on, must be full power! You spasm, looking at him in desperation as you try to control your body. You actually feel like you might cum, oh god, out here in public.

And then it’s off again. You try to catch your breath, you look at Harry pleadingly. He just smiles at you and takes another sip of coffee indicating that you should do the same. With a trembling hand you pick up your cup and take a sip of coffee, watching him all the time, seeing that his hand is not on his phone. You are safe… For the moment.

Another couple come up to the cafe and look at the menu. Oh god, please go inside… But no, they sit a few tables from you, behind Harry. The girl is facing away from you, the guy is facing you. You wonder if he did it on purpose, after all, there’s quite a bit of you on display, long legs… You watch Harry carefully. He seems to be just enjoying his coffee, casting smiling glances at you. His phone is on the table. The guy at the other table goes inside to order.

Suddenly you hear Harry’s voice. “So, Taylor. Here’s what I have in store for you when we get back…” You look at him. “This session is going to be all about restraint. I have to say, I enjoyed spanking you, but we aren’t going to do that again today. I never want you to be going home, or to work, marked by me like that. So, when we get back, I’m basically going to tie you up, and then play with you…” You shudder with the anticipation of being tied up and played with. Surely that’s every submissive’s dream. “You are going to be teased quite a bit, just to warn you…” Oh god, more edging. Still, you’ve rather come to like edging with Harry, it has led to some pretty powerful orgasms! In fact, you realize that what Harry is doing right now is teasing you, whetting your appetite for the sex that’s about to come, and doing so outside and in public… The guy at the other table has come back with their coffees. He’s looking at you… You can feel your face flushing.

“Does that sound like fun?” You look back at Harry, swallow and nod.

“Yes, of course. You know I love it when you play with me, use me.” You blush harder. “And I love it when you finally make me cum…”

“Good.” He says with a smile and you watch with horror as he reaches for his phone.

“No, Harry!” You hiss. “Not here, not now, please… Don’t…” But it’s too late, he has set it off again, very low this time, just a gentle buzzing. You moan ever so quietly and your face flushes red. It’s such a gentle stimulation, but stimulation none the less. You try to clamp your legs shut, to minimize the effect.

“Open your legs Taylor.” It’s a quiet command. You look at him pleadingly, but he just looks straight back at you. “Now.” Slowly you unclamp your legs. “More.” With a silent whimper, you spread them wider, only a little, but still, it feels so exposing given what you are wearing, working with the gentle vibrations to turn you on badly.

“I’m going to leave this on for a bit now, while we talk…” You look at him pleadingly. He sighs. “I guess I’ll be able to tell if you can’t take it, but you’re a good sub, and I’m sure you’ll try your hardest, won’t you?” You swallow and nod, your face flushed, and you’re biting your tongue to stop yourself whimpering with pleasure. He looks at you.

“But it feels good, doesn’t it?” You nod, what else can you do or say. It feels better than good, you are outside, in public, wearing next to nothing, and you are being gently masturbated by Harry’s toy. You look around and notice that the guy at the other table seems to be watching you…

“H-Harry, you might h-have to stop… I-I don’t know if I can take this much longer…” You whisper to him over the table.

“Really?” He shrugs. “You look fine to me, still if you say so…” You watch as he reaches for his phone. Oh thank god, it may feel good, but it’s so humiliating, and you are sure the other guy can tell exactly what’s going on.

The shock to your pussy as Harry turns the toy up higher makes you jump, and you let out a muffled cry, putting your hands in front of your mouth. Your eyes are wide, imploring him to stop. Is he going to make you cum? Here, sitting outside a cafe, in public? Oh god… And then he turns it back down to a low buzz again.

“I think you can do better than that, come on…” You look at him, eyes wild, hating the cruelty, but realizing also that he’s teasing you. And to your surprise you realize that the buzzing toy, while it’s still noticeable and pleasurable isn’t threatening to make you cum any more, at least not at this low level. “Why don’t you have a drink of your coffee.”

It wasn’t a suggestion, you know that. “Please Harry, you won’t turn it up while I’m drinking, will you?” Begging. He shrugs. Slowly, you reach out and put both hands around your coffee cup. Slowly, very carefully, you lift it to your mouth, waiting to be shocked with pleasure and have it go everywhere. You take a sip, swallow it down, and quickly put the cup back down. You breath a sigh of relief. The gentle humming inside you is excruciating and you are so aroused. Every now and then you suffer a little spasm, but you are getting good at hiding them.

“Spread your legs wider Taylor.”

“No, please Harry. Please… Don’t…” He looks at you expectantly.

“Are you saying you can’t? Or that you won’t…” You look at him miserably. It’s going to be so humiliating, the guy at the other table is glancing over often. But Harry wants you to… Slowly, you spread your legs wider until the skirt stops you going further. You look at Harry, pleading for mercy, but his face tells you he expects you to continue. Trying to conceal what you are doing, you slowly pull the skirt up your legs, allowing you to spread them still further, the humiliation of exposing yourself, being forced to expose yourself in public both painful, and yet hugely arousing. You pull it higher still, the hem of the skirt now barely covering your panties, and spread them wider, your left leg clearing the table, you try to make it look as though you are just relaxing, but you are sure the guy is getting a really good look at your leg, and probably quite a bit of inner thigh, possibly even your minuscule panties which you are sure are soaked.

“Good girl. You really are exceptional.” Harry is smiling at you. You try to smile, but it probably comes across as a grimace. “Would you like to go back to the apartment now?” he asks. You nod enthusiastically. God yes, you are so turned on, you just want Harry to tie you up and make you cum!!

“Ok, but first one last little test…” Oh no, what now, you want to cry, or maybe cum… You don’t know any more. “I’m going to turn it up, for twenty seconds. I’m giving you warning so you can control yourself.”

“Oh Harry…” You moan. “Please, no…”

“Get ready Taylor. I know you can do it…” You shake your head, and as you do you feel the buzzing inside you increasing. You gasp quietly and breath in. It’s excruciating, no longer a gentle and constant stimulation, no now it’s trying to make you orgasm. And doing a really good job of it. You bite your tongue to stop from crying out, you clench your fingers and your toes. You sit back in the chair trying desperately not to let the toy take you over the edge and yet you realize you have spread your legs wider inviting your orgasm to take you. You tense every muscle in your body, and look at Harry. He is smiling… Oh fuck, you’re going to cum, you’re not going to make it and perversely you want it, want the release, the pleasure. You’re going to be humiliated beyond words by being made to cum, here, outside, in public and despite the embarrassment, you have been taken too far now, you need the release, you are dripping, you want it. You shut your eyes, you just cannot hold it any longer, you take a deep breath, ready to submit to your climax, you’ll just have to deal with the humiliation and shame…

And suddenly the buzzing has stopped. You gasp quietly and open your eyes, look at Harry. He is smiling at you. Fuck, he edged you. Here, outside, using his toy. You take a couple of deep breaths, you look over to the other couple, but their table is empty, just you and Harry sitting outside. You shake your head. Why does he do this stuff to you? How does he do this to you?

“Let’s go back now shall we?” He gets up and holds a hand out to you. You grab it, noting that your own hand is sweaty, and he helps you get shakily to your feet. “How are you feeling?” he asks, almost tenderly.

Fuck you Harry - I feel humiliated, shamed, embarrassed… That’s what you want to say, and you so nearly do. Then you realize that while all those feelings are indeed present, you also feel incredibly turned on, and what you really want, what you are really feeling is an overwhelming desire to be tied up in the playroom and used by Harry, because when he finally does let you cum, it’s going to be incredible. You shake your head, god, sex has never been this good…

“I’m feeling like I just want you to take me back and make me cum. That’s how I feel…” He laughs quietly, and as you walk away from the cafe, you feel him, just for a moment slip his hand up your skirt and squeeze your bottom, sending a shiver of pleasure through you.

[Whispering Dom]

Part 14

The walk back to the apartment is short. Harry puts his hand on your back, strokes your hair. You are so turned on even that feels erotic to you. You expect him to tease you more with the toy, but he doesn’t, you wonder how he comes up with the things he does. It always seems to be just the right amount, never too little to be ordinary, and never too much to push you too far, and this outside edging a wonderful example of how he manages to find new ways to turn you on. You sigh quietly, there’s bound to come a time when he simply won’t be able to push you any further, but until then you are really going to make sure you enjoy it.

As you step in the door, he tells you to go to the playroom and strip. You do so, and stand naked in front of the mirror. He didn’t mention the toy, so you just leave it in. Every part of your body feels alive… And very turned on. Your nipples are hard, they probably have been for ages, you were so engrossed with trying not to orgasm at the cafe that you hadn’t noticed them, hadn’t even thought about them, but maybe that’s what the guy had been looking at. You wonder if he went home and fucked his girlfriend, fucked her because he had been turned on by you…

Your pussy is still throbbing gently even though the toy is silent. You check out your bottom in the mirror, a few red marks still, but not painful. Oh, where is Harry, you want your release, and you know there’ll be some teasing before you get it. You desperately want to start.

The door opens and he walks in. He walks to you, his eyes taking in his sub, his plaything. You look submissively down at the floor. He walks slowly around you, obviously inspecting your naked body. You feel his hands on your shoulders, feel him gently turn you so you are facing the mirrored wall. You feel him take your hands, and looking up in the mirror you see him take some rope from his pocket and you watch as he ties them together behind your back.

He steps back. You watch as he takes his phone out and it doesn’t surprise you to feel the toy start up, gently. You sigh and spread your legs, just enjoying the feeling now, no longer fighting it. He says nothing, but you can see he is watching you. It feels so good. He increases the power, you moan and your body trembles, such a weird sight, your naked body, standing quite alone, hands tied behind your back obviously being pleasured. Again you feel the vibrations increase, you watch in the mirror as your body convulses. You wonder whether he’s simply going to make you cum like this. Again you let out a moan of pleasure. Your legs are trembling, your breathing fast, the toy bringing you ever closer to climax, you spread your legs wider, clenching your muscles to keep the toy in place.

Yes, let it, you want to cum now, want to orgasm standing alone, not touching or being touched, just looked upon by your Dom. He must read your mind, because he turns the toy up higher, you gasp, your whole body now shaking with pleasure. You look so incredibly exposed in the mirror, your legs spread wide, arms tied behind you as you let the toy bring you inexorably to climax. You don’t close your eyes, you know Harry wants you to keep watching. You breath is coming in gasps and pants, you can feel your orgasm, so close. Incredibly, the toy is turned up higher, you cry out, you are going to cum…

And it stops.

You let out a cry of frustration. Your body convulses with the denied orgasm, you gasp, swear out loud, stagger. You look at Harry in the mirror, he’s smiling. You should have known, you want to hate him, but… You shake your head, how the fuck does he get you so close. You are panting. He walks to you, around in front of you and gently starts to pull the toy out. You spasm as it slips from your dripping pussy. You fight to catch your breath. He steps behind you and unties your hands.

“Go to the table.” A quiet command. You walk on shaky feet and legs to the table, Harry walking just behind. “Sit down on the end of it.” You turn, sit on the edge of it. Harry has walked to the cupboard, you watch him in the mirror, sitting there letting your breathing slow and waiting for your heart to stop beating like a mad thing.

Then he is back. In the mirror you see him lift his hands up, and then black… He has put a blindfold across your eyes. You are surprised just how vulnerable it makes you feel having just this one sense taken from you. Now everything is going to be unexpected.

“Lie down now, where you are.” You lay back, your legs hanging off the end of the table. He takes your right hand, you feel him tie rope around it, pull it up over your head, and you feel it being tied into place. You guess on the table leg, but whatever. He repeats with your left hand. You aren’t surprised, he had told you he was going to tie you up. You hear him move beside you, walking down to the end of the table. You feel him snap something around your left ankle, then he pulls your right foot, spreading your legs wide, and you feel him snap something around that ankle. Your legs aren’t restrained tightly, you can move them a bit, but you cannot close them, they seem to be held apart.

You hear him walk away, and then he is coming back towards you. You tense yourself, waiting for… A touch? Something. You have no idea what. But nothing, you can sense him near the table, by your feet, then you hear him move away again. Suddenly you feel your legs being lifted, and they are pulled slowly higher. Your heart is beating fast, your breathing shallow.

They lift up a long way, almost to the point of discomfort, and then they hold there. My god this feels incredibly exposed, your legs spread, your asshole and pussy feel totally exposed, hanging over the end of the table. You hear Harry walk back. You start as you suddenly feel his hand stroke your cheek, run down your neck and caress your breast, gently rubbing your already erect nipple. Slowly his hand traces your skin, down your tummy, tickling, to your inner thigh, and cupping you gently between your legs. You sigh as he squeezes your pussy, then his hand is moving slowly up you again, stroking your pubic mound. Damn, you want him to masturbate you, but instead he runs his hand up your tummy again, then gently cupping and stroking your other breast. Then onward, back up to your neck and face, stroking gently, and finally stroking your head through your hair. He plays with your hair for what feels like a long time, feels so nice, and your exposed nudity turning you on all the time.

You hear him walk back down the table, feel his hand gently tracing your skin, moving this time to your hip, you shudder as he tickles you, onward you feel him stroke your exposed butt cheeks. You try to control your breathing, but whimper when you feel his hand tracing your crack and gently rubbing your exposed asshole. Then up, giving your pussy and clit a gentle rub. Then his hands are gone. You wait in the darkness…

Suddenly you feel his breath on your pussy, and his tongue gently licking up your already spread lips. You convulse as his tongue laps at your clit, slowly licking round it in little circles. You moan. His tongue flicks at your clit, so sensitive from the days constant teasing, you are dripping, but you know he likes that, loves to taste your arousal. Your hips are bucking with pleasure, pushing against his face and mouth, you feel so incredibly helpless, sightless, with your legs hoisted in the air, unable to close them together, your pussy and asshole completely exposed.

You gasp as he stiffens his tongue and pushes it deep inside you, probing you, fucking you with his tongue, then he is back licking up and down your exposed pussy and clit. You buck your hips as his tongue plays with you, it feels so good, you sigh as he pleasures you. Again you feel your climax building, you are sure it will be denied, and it is… Just, so close, leaving you panting with frustration.

You sigh, your head shaking from side to side, you knew he would do this, and even though the pleasure is wonderful, you are desperate now for release. You had told him as you left the cafe that you just wanted him to make you cum. You know he will, and you know it will be powerful from all the edging and the exposure, but you wonder just how many more denied orgasms you will be forced to endure before he gives you your release.

Suddenly you feel his breath on your face. “I’m going to make you cum now” you hear him say. You feel his fingers on your pussy, gently rubbing. You are surprised, you were expecting more torture, more teasing.

“Ok” You gasp. And then… “Thank you Harry.” No more torture, finally you will get to cum, you anticipate it with every fiber in your body.

[Whispering Dom]

Part 15

You hear him step away for a minute, then he is beside you again. You feel him playing again with your asshole, gently pushing his finger into it. You moan, you love how he uses every part of you for both your and his pleasure. You feel his finger slip in, maybe it’s two… It’s not his cock again, you are sure, not that painful. Then it starts to vibrate. Oh god, it’s a butt plug, a vibrating one! It feels really good, sending vibrations of pleasure through you.

And then he is touching your pussy, definitely his fingers, rubbing you, gently probing and spreading your wetness around. Oh it feels so good. Yes, he masturbated you this morning, but you are so happy he is doing it again, and now you know it will be to orgasm. The combination of the vibrations in your asshole and his fingers is bringing you close already, and you moan happily. You feel him pushing the vibrating butt plug further in and you squirm with pleasure. His fingers continue to play with you, and you know you are close.

“Oh Harry, I’m going to cum… May I cum? Please...”

“Yes, cum for me Tay…” You can hear his arousal also, and that helps bring you over the edge. Your body spasms hard and you cum, the pent up frustration of your edges, released in a huge wave of pleasure. You lay there panting, as you feel him remove the butt plug, your legs still lifted high and spread, everything so exposed. Oh, the release after all the edging, all the teasing feels so good. You feel him gently run his fingers over your pussy and you whimper, it is so sensitive.

You feel him touching the blindfold, loosening it and pulling it off, allowing you your sight again. You look at him, panting from the exertion of your climax. He’s smiling at you.

He walks away from you, you are expecting your legs to be lowered, your hands untied. Perhaps he will have you masturbate him, you are sure he is turned on from playing with you all day. But no, you are left tied to the table, your legs hoisted up in the air, held apart you see now by a spacer bar, your pussy and asshole totally exposed. You try to lift your head, see where he is, what he is doing. Is he just going to leave you like this, tied up in the playroom?

Suddenly he is beside you again, you look at him and see he has a dildo in his hands. Your eyes open wide, but you say nothing… You are confused, he’s made you cum, given you your release, what is he planning to do with that? Maybe he’s going to fuck your asshole with it, you swallow hard. Whatever it is he’s got planned, he’s clearly not finished with you yet. You gulp…

You feel him rub the end of the dildo against your asshole, teasing you. You steel yourself for the pain, but then he moves it up, rubs it against your pussy. You spasm as he rubs it against your clit, so sensitive from the constant playing. Then he is pushing it inside you. You are so wet, it slips in easily, but even so, you gasp. It’s big. He starts to fuck you, slowly at first, pushing it deep inside you, then all the way back out… Despite the fact that you just came it feels good, and you buck your hips to accept it as he pushes it back in. He continues, slowly, teasing you for what seems like a long time. It catches you by surprise, but you want him to fuck you, fuck you hard with it, but he teases you, you are squirming, genuinely surprised that you are so turned on again after just cumming hard minutes before, but you are, you feel so good, so exposed.

Then he starts to speed up, fucking you faster, in and out, and despite yourself you find you are pushing your hips up to meet his thrusts, surprised to find that you are enjoying being forced to cum again, knowing that you will cum again if he keeps going. Faster and harder he goes, fucking you roughly with the dildo, oh god it feels so good, and you can feel your orgasm building, not from having your clit rubbed this time, but from the dildo penetrating you. You are breathing hard with the exertion, and then your orgasm breaks, your whole body shuddering for the second time in just a few minutes, and for the second time you are left panting, sweaty, but satisfied.

Again he walks away, and when he comes back, you see he has the massage wand that you had seen earlier. Oh, god, he’s still not finished with you? You shake your head wearily, resigning yourself to the fact that he wants more from you. Another orgasm? You’re not sure you can, you are exhausted from the exertion of your two previous climaxes, sweat is dripping off you, your arms and legs hurt from being held, tied up. And yet you are still aroused, he’s not giving you time to come down from your sexual high, he’s just going to keep going until… Until what? You have no idea.

He switches it on, and puts it against your pussy, your clit. It’s like you are hit with an electric shock, rubbing your clit like nothing you’ve felt before. Then you feel his fingers slipping inside you, under the toy. You grunt with pleasure and feel him start to fuck you fast with his fingers, constantly hitting your g spot as the wand stimulates your clit. You can feel the sweat dripping off you as he plays with you. You are exhausted, but even so, you can feel another climax building, building from deep inside you. You are moaning constantly, rolling your head from side to side, your hips bucking with the growing climax.

To your amazement you know you are going to cum again, a third orgasm, a big one. You can feel it building, the pleasure radiating out from your pussy, through your tummy, your painfully erect nipples. It feels like your whole body is going to orgasm, you can feel yourself tingling from your head to your toes. Your moans are constant now, the pleasure intense, your whole body trembling and straining for the climax.

“Oh Harry…” It’s a long moan, and you cum again, and as you do you feel his fingers leave your pussy and you squirt, feel the wetness as it leaves your body, the culmination of so much teasing, pleasuring and so many orgasms. Your body spasms violently and that just reinforces how helpless you are, tied up like this, you feel the rope chafing around your wrists, the cuffs digging into your ankles as your whole body jerks and shudders with the intensity of your orgasm.

You are wasted, can hardly move, gasping for breath. Sweat is dripping off you, and your body is hit by little aftershocks from your over stimulated pussy and clit. You gasp for breath, you can feel tears dripping from your eyes, tears of pleasure and happiness. You lay there, unable to move, your arms spreadeagled above your head, your legs spread and lifted above you, your chest heaving.

He moves away, and moments later you feel your legs start to drop down. Oh, thank goodness, he is done with you, he has used you until you can be used no more, now you will be allowed to rest, you just want to sleep… You cannot move you are so exhausted, you lay there passively like a discarded rag doll. You feel him unclipping your ankles, but you don’t have the energy to even close your legs, just lay there with them hanging off the end of the table. He moves around you and you feel your wrists being untied, and again, you are too drained to even move your arms, you lay prostrate on the table, naked, limp, sweaty, tearful and exhausted.

Then Harry is standing between your spread legs. You suck in deep breaths, no more, you cannot cum again, no… You think you might pass out, but he stands there looking at you. You feel his hands on your hips, stroking between your legs, a finger sliding over your asshole. You shake your head weakly, no more you think, please… Then you see him drop his hands, and see him undo his belt. Oh god…

You watch as he drops his trousers, kicks them off, then his boxers. He is hard… That doesn’t surprise you, he has been playing with you for what seems like an age, and you know he loves it when you cum, and you’ve just cum three times by his hand. He lifts his t shirt off, you watch him standing there naked, your Dom, and of course you know that you would never deny him his pleasure. In fact you want him to have his pleasure, and despite your exhaustion you feel a gentle throbbing at the thought of him cumming, cumming because of you…

You feel his cock against your ravaged pussy. You cannot object, you are his toy, his plaything… You feel him enter you, slowly, gently, and you sigh, it feels so good. And then he is fucking you, gently, sensuously. So different from your earlier fucking with the dildo. He fucks you slowly, almost tenderly, his hands stroking your hips as he pushes slowly in, he slides out, almost all the way leaving just the head of his cock inside you. He holds there for a moment, then ever so slowly slides back in until you feel his body bump against yours.

Despite your exhaustion, this feels so good, having your Dom inside you. And whether you cum again isn’t important to you, you just want him to cum, to have his own release after giving you so much. He continues to fuck you slowly, and despite your exhaustion, it feels good. He reaches forward and strokes your breasts, rubbing your nipples, still hard. Your arms and legs ache from having being restrained like this, but that adds a counterpoint to the pleasure you feel between your legs. In your wildest fantasies you hadn’t imagined being used as he has just used you, never would have imagined you could have been brought to orgasm three times in such a short space of time.

He strokes your face, smiling at his ravaged plaything. Your skin still damp with sweat. Having him inside you like this is such sweet pleasure, feeling him moving slowly in and out of you. You start to move your own hips, you want him to cum, you want to help him, and as you do, amazingly you feel your own arousal start to build again. You moan quietly, with surprise and pleasure, you had thought you were done, finished, but there’s something left.

He leans forward and kisses you, gently probing your mouth with his tongue, then he is kissing down your neck to your breasts and you feel him kissing, licking and sucking on your nipples, sending ripples of pleasure through you. He keeps fucking you slowly, but you want him to cum, want to feel his cum shooting into you, and you are moving your own hips, trying to pleasure him. And as well as pleasuring him, you realize it is pleasuring you also.

“Oh Harry, fuck me, please… Use me… I want you to cum… Please…” It’s a gasp. You realize you are breathing hard again, realize you are sweating again as you feel him speeding up. Still so different from the brutal fucking with the dildo, still tender. You summon up the energy to move your legs and you lock your feet around him, painfully you bring your arms down from above your head, and you slowly wrap them around him, holding him tight.

He is moving faster now, and so are you, moving your hips in time with his thrusting, your bodies pressed together, you are so turned on, breathing hard and fast, and amazingly feeling another climax building inside you. The thought that you will cum with your Dom sends shivers of pleasure through you. You want it, want it so much. He is fucking you fast now, his breathing shallow. He lifts his face up from your breasts and looks at you, he is smiling. You feel yourself melting with the pleasure of being fucked by and fucking your Dom, you are gasping for breath again, so close to orgasm.

You feel him spasm, feel his cum shooting into you, and it takes you over the edge, and with a tremble and a sigh you cum again, a simple, gentle release, such a beautiful counter to the powerful climaxes that have preceded it. Tears of pleasure and happiness spill from your eyes. You are stroking his back and his butt, holding him tightly to your body, damp now with both your sweat. You sigh happily into his ear and then giggle with the final release. Slowly you unlock your ankles and let your legs fall limply down off the edge of the table, and then you release your arms and let them drop to your side. You look at him as he pulls out of you, his cock still hard and throbbing, and see him looking down at you with a smile, taking in his his sweaty, breathless and tearful sub.

You cannot move, you are wasted. You want to sleep, need to sleep. He knows, and gently he puts his arms under your legs and back, and lifts you up. He carries your limp body out of the room and into the bedroom, lays you down gently on the bed, and you sigh as he lays down next to you. He kisses you softly on the lips and strokes your face. It feels so good laying naked with your Dom, satisfied beyond words, and happy that he is satisfied too. You feel your eyes getting heavy, jumbled thoughts of this incredible weekend, filled with teasing and pleasure flitting through your brain, you look at Harry, he is smiling.

You can feel yourself drifting off, sleep ready to take your exhausted body, and as you do you remember Harry’s words from your first visit to his apartment.

“You’re going to enjoy it here Tay. We both are…” You smile at the memory, and just how right he was.



That's the end.

I had thought that would be the final installment with Harry and Taylor, but maybe, just maybe, there'll be another. I have some ideas, need to see whether they pan out into a worthwhile story...

[japgirl]

This was really good. I read the first part before Christmas in like an hour. Haha. I didn’t have as much time to sit down and read the full thing in one sitting for the second part, but I did finish it in less than 16 hours haha.

If you came out with more parts of their story, I’ll definitely be reading them haha.

[Whispering Dom]

Originally Posted by japgirl

This was really good. I read the first part before Christmas in like an hour. Haha. I didn’t have as much time to sit down and read the full thing in one sitting for the second part, but I did finish it in less than 16 hours haha.

If you came out with more parts of their story, I’ll definitely be reading them haha.

Thanks, glad you liked the stories.

Hopefully there'll be another part, still playing around with some ideas to see whether they make a worthwhile story.

There'll be a couple of other (unrelated) stories before that probably, as they are further along. Maybe you'll enjoy them too.

[m55uk4younger]

Got to be an 11/10 from me!

Excellent story, the interaction between Harry and Tey, superb. I feel there is a lot more waiting to be written from your head and a lot more for Hary and Tay and explore together.

I would enjoy reading more and I guess others would too.

Is this pure fiction or does it have realms of reality for your life?

m55.

[Whispering Dom]

Originally Posted by m55uk4younger

Got to be an 11/10 from me!

Excellent story, the interaction between Harry and Tey, superb. I feel there is a lot more waiting to be written from your head and a lot more for Hary and Tay and explore together.

I would enjoy reading more and I guess others would too.

Is this pure fiction or does it have realms of reality for your life?

m55.

Thanks M55, that's really kind.

As I said above, still playing around with some ideas. Think it might be a decent story, just want it to be different enough (in terms of their relationship) to make it worthwhile.

I'd have to say it's pure fiction, although Harry's approach to Domming is probably pretty close to mine (when I do it). I do try and make the stories realistic, believable within reason, and if part three ever does see the light of day, then some of it at least in terms of the setting will be based upon real life experience.