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An Evening of Submission - part 3
The next morning, you wake up still wearing the chastity belt from the previous night. Rafael is already awake and watching you with a smile on his face. ‘Good morning,’ he says softly. ‘How did you sleep?’ You blush, feeling self-conscious about your current attire. ‘Well, considering I’m still wearing this,’ you gesture towards the belt, ‘it was an interesting night.’ Rafael chuckles and leans in to kiss you gently on the forehead. ‘I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.’ He stands up and walks over to a large wardrobe, opening it to reveal an array of BDSM equipment. ‘Today, we’ll be exploring some new sensations.’ Your heart races with anticipation as he pulls out a pair of soft, padded handcuffs and a blindfold. He also selects a riding crop, which makes you shiver with both fear and excitement. Rafael returns to the bed and sits down next to you. ‘Are you ready?’ he asks, his voice low and commanding. You nod, unable to find your voice. Rafael smiles and cuffs your wrists together in front of you. He then blindfolds you, plunging you into darkness. The world around you disappears, leaving only the sensations of touch, sound, and scent. Rafael begins by trailing his fingers lightly over your skin, starting at your shoulders and moving down to your breasts. You gasp as he teases your nipples, pinching and twisting them gently. His hands continue their exploration, caressing your stomach and hips before finally reaching the chastity belt. He runs his fingers over the smooth leather, tracing its outline and making you acutely aware of its presence. ‘Do you like wearing this?’ he asks in a whisper. You hesitate for a moment before answering honestly. ‘Yes, it makes me feel… owned.’ Rafael chuckles darkly. ‘Good girl,’ he murmurs, his fingers delving beneath the belt to tease your swollen clit. You moan softly, arching your back in response to his touch. He continues to torment you, alternating between gentle caresses and firm pressure, driving you closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Suddenly, he stops and stands up. You hear him move away from the bed and then return with something in his hand. He presses it against your lips, and you realize it’s a gag – a ball gag. ‘Open wide,’ he commands. You obey, allowing him to secure the gag in place. The rubber ball fills your mouth, making it difficult to speak or moan loudly. Rafael then picks up the riding crop and taps it gently against your thigh. ‘I want you to count each strike,’ he says firmly. ‘And if you move or make too much noise, there will be consequences.’ You nod, understanding the gravity of the situation. Rafael begins to spank you with the crop, starting slowly but gradually increasing the intensity and speed of his strikes. Each impact sends a jolt of pain mixed with pleasure through your body, making it harder and harder to remain still. By the time he reaches twenty, you’re trembling with desire and barely able to contain your moans behind the gag. Finally, Rafael sets the crop aside and removes the blindfold and handcuffs. You blink in the sudden light, feeling disoriented and overwhelmed by the sensations still coursing through you. He helps you stand up and guides you to a nearby St. Andrew’s cross, securing your wrists and ankles with leather cuffs. ‘Now,’ he says softly, ‘it’s time for the main event.’ Rafael steps back and begins to remove his clothes, revealing his muscular, tattooed body. Your eyes are drawn to his erect cock, which is already glistening with pre-cum. He approaches you, tracing a finger along your jawline before tilting your head back and kissing you fiercely. His tongue explores your mouth, tasting the rubber of the gag as he claims you completely. Without warning, Rafael steps behind you and enters you from behind, his cock thrusting deep inside your eager pussy. You cry out around the gag, the combination of pain and pleasure almost too much to bear. He begins to fuck you hard and fast, using your body as if it were his own. Each powerful thrust drives you closer to orgasm, but you’re still denied release by the chastity belt. As he fucks you, Rafael reaches around and begins to play with your clit, rubbing and teasing it mercilessly. You can feel yourself on the brink of climax, but just as you’re about to reach it, he stops abruptly. You whimper in frustration, your body aching for release. Rafael chuckles darkly and removes the gag from your mouth. ‘Beg me for permission to come,’ he demands. You hesitate for a moment before finally giving in to your desires. ‘Please, Rafael, let me come. I need it so badly.’ He considers your request for a moment before nodding. ‘Very well. You may come – but only when I say so.’ With that, he resumes fucking you, his thrusts even harder and faster than before. Your orgasm builds within you, threatening to burst forth at any moment. Rafael reaches around again, this time inserting a finger into your ass, stretching and teasing you even further. The combination of sensations is too much to bear, and you scream out in ecstasy as your climax crashes over you like a wave. Rafael continues to fuck you through your orgasm, his own release coming shortly after yours. He groans loudly as he empties himself inside you, his body shuddering with pleasure. Finally, he pulls out and releases you from the St. Andrew’s cross, guiding you back to the bed where you collapse in a heap, utterly spent. He lies down next to you, pulling you close and kissing your forehead gently. ‘You did well today,’ he whispers in your ear. ‘I’m proud of you.’ His words fill you with joy, and you know that this is just the beginning of your journey together. As you drift off to sleep, still locked in Rafael’s embrace, you can’t help but feel grateful for this newfound connection – one that will continue to deepen and evolve in the days to come.
You wake up with a start, disoriented for a moment before realizing where you are – still in Rafael’s mansion, lying in his bed. The sunlight filters through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. As your eyes adjust to the light, you notice that you’re still wearing the chastity belt from last night, its cold metal pressing against your skin. The memories of the previous evening come flooding back – the teasing, the denial, and finally, the intense orgasm that left you breathless. A shiver runs down your spine as you remember how it felt to be under Rafael’s control, submitting to his every whim. You roll over to find Rafael sleeping soundly next to you, his chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. He looks peaceful, but there’s an undeniable air of dominance about him even in slumber. You can’t help but feel a surge of desire as you look at him, your body aching for more. As if sensing your gaze, Rafael stirs and opens his eyes. He smiles at you, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. ‘Good morning,’ he says in a low, husky voice. ‘Did you sleep well?’ You nod, feeling a blush creep up your cheeks. ‘Yes, thank you.’ Your voice comes out as a whisper. Rafael reaches out and traces a finger along the edge of the chastity belt, causing you to shiver again. ‘I see you’re still wearing my gift,’ he says with a smirk. ‘I trust you’ve grown accustomed to it by now.’ You swallow hard, nodding in response. The truth is, you’ve never felt more alive than when you’re submitting to Rafael. It’s as if this chastity belt has unlocked a part of yourself that you never knew existed – a side that craves control and dominance. Rafael must sense your thoughts because he leans in closer, his breath warm against your neck. ‘Today, we’re going to explore your submission even further,’ he whispers. ‘Are you ready?’ You nod eagerly, your heart racing with anticipation. You trust Rafael completely, and you know that whatever he has planned for you will be an incredible experience. He smiles at your eagerness and climbs out of bed. ‘Come on,’ he says, extending a hand to help you up. ‘Let’s start the day.’ You take his hand and allow him to pull you to your feet. The chastity belt feels even more restrictive now that you’re standing, but you don’t mind – it’s a constant reminder of your submission to Rafael. He leads you out of the bedroom and down a long hallway to a room you haven’t seen before – his private BDSM playroom. The sight that greets you takes your breath away – there are whips, chains, and various other sex toys hanging from the walls, while a large St. Andrew’s cross stands in the center of the room. Rafael walks over to a table and picks up a collar with a leash attached to it. He turns to face you, holding the collar out in his hand. ‘Kneel,’ he commands, his voice firm but gentle. You obey without hesitation, sinking down onto your knees in front of him. He fastens the collar around your neck, tightening it until it’s secure. Then, he attaches the leash and gives it a gentle tug, guiding you to stand up again. The feeling of being collared and leashed is both thrilling and humbling. You know that Rafael has complete control over you now, and there’s nothing you want more than to please him in every way possible. He leads you over to a massage table in the corner of the room and instructs you to lie down on your stomach. As you do so, he begins to rub your back with warm oil, his strong hands working out the knots and tension in your muscles. You close your eyes and let out a contented sigh as Rafael’s fingers work their magic. His touch is firm yet gentle, sending waves of pleasure through your body. You can feel yourself relaxing more and more with each passing moment, succumbing to the blissful sensations he creates. After several minutes of massaging your back, Rafael moves on to your legs, paying special attention to your inner thighs and calves. His touch is feather-light yet incredibly arousing, making your skin tingle with anticipation. As he works his way up your body, you can’t help but wonder what he’ll do next. Will he remove the chastity belt and allow you to orgasm? Or will he continue to tease and deny you, pushing your limits even further? The answer comes when Rafael reaches for a blindfold on the table beside him. ‘I want you to experience this fully,’ he says as he places the soft fabric over your eyes, plunging you into darkness. Now that you can no longer see, your other senses are heightened. You’re acutely aware of every touch, every sound, and every scent in the room. The blindfold makes you feel even more vulnerable, but also more connected to Rafael – you trust him completely, and you know that he’ll take care of you no matter what happens. Rafael continues his sensual exploration, using his fingers, tongue, and various sex toys to tease and arouse you. He pays special attention to your breasts, nipples, and clitoris, circling them with gentle pressure before moving on to other areas of your body. You moan and gasp as he works his magic, your hips bucking involuntarily in response to his touch. The orgasm that has been building inside you for days is finally within reach, but Rafael is in no hurry to give it to you – he wants to savor every moment of your submission, drawing out the experience for as long as possible. After what feels like an eternity of teasing and denial, Rafael finally allows you to orgasm, using his fingers and mouth to bring you to the edge and then push you over. The climax is more intense than anything you’ve ever experienced before – your entire body convulses with pleasure as wave after wave of ecstasy washes over you. You collapse onto the table, spent and satisfied, as Rafael gently removes the blindfold from your eyes. He smiles down at you, his blue eyes filled with pride and admiration. ‘You did well,’ he says softly, running a hand through your hair. ‘I’m proud of you.’ His words fill you with joy, and you know that this is just the beginning of your journey together. As you drift off to sleep, still locked in Rafael’s embrace, you can’t help but feel grateful for this newfound connection – one that will continue to deepen and evolve in the days to come.