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Begging for Release - part 3
You turn to Jackson as you enter your home and say, ‘Now that we’re alone, let’s see how well you can serve your Goddess.’ Jackson kneels before you, his eyes filled with desire as he whispers, ‘I am yours to command, Goddess.’
You bind his hands above his head with silk scarves, leaving him helpless and at your mercy. You explore his body with your mouth and fingers, teasing him by running your fingers along his chastity belt, reminding him of his submission and denied pleasure.
‘Goddess, please,’ Jackson begs. ‘I need you.’
You smile down at him, enjoying the power you hold over him. ‘Patience, my pet,’ you say. ‘You’ll have your reward when I deem it appropriate.’
Jackson groans in frustration but remains obedient, his eyes fixed on yours as you continue to tease and torment him. You straddle him, grinding against his crotch as he squirms beneath you.
‘Do you want me, Jackson?’ you ask, your voice low and seductive.
‘Yes, Goddess,’ he gasps. ‘I want you more than anything.’
You lean down and kiss him passionately, your tongue exploring his mouth as your hands roam over his body. You feel his cock throbbing beneath the chastity belt, and you know he’s desperate for release.
Finally, you grant him permission to orgasm, and he explodes with pleasure as you watch him with satisfaction. His body shudders and convulses as he cries out your name, his release intense and powerful.
You unbind Jackson and pull him into a passionate embrace, promising more adventures in your shared world of BDSM fantasies. As you hold each other tightly, you know that this is just the beginning of something truly special between you.
You lead Jackson back to your home, eager to continue exploring your shared desires in a more intimate setting. As you enter your bedroom, he gazes around in wonder at the array of BDSM gear and toys that adorn the space. The room is dimly lit with candles, casting flickering shadows on the walls, which are adorned with restraints, floggers, and other tools of the trade. A large, comfortable bed sits in the center of the room, covered in black satin sheets that promise decadent pleasure.
‘Wow,’ Jackson whispers, taking it all in. ‘I never would have guessed you were into this sort of thing.’
You smile mysteriously and walk over to a nearby dresser, selecting a few items to use for the evening’s activities. Turning back to face him, you hold up a pair of silk scarves.
‘Are you ready to continue where we left off?’ you ask, your voice low and sultry.
Jackson nods, his eyes dark with desire. You approach him and bind his hands above his head with the scarves, ensuring that he is helpless and completely at your mercy. His breath quickens in anticipation as you begin to explore his body with your mouth and fingers, teasing him by running your fingertips along his chastity belt.
‘You like being tied up, don’t you?’ you whisper in his ear, feeling the shiver that runs through his body at your touch. ‘You enjoy giving up control and letting me take charge.’
He moans softly in response, his hips thrusting forward as he tries to gain friction against the confines of his chastity belt. You laugh lightly and push him back onto the bed, climbing on top of him and straddling his waist. Leaning down, you capture his lips with yours in a passionate kiss, your tongue exploring the depths of his mouth as your hands roam over his chest and stomach.
Jackson groans into the kiss, his hips bucking beneath you as he tries to find release. You break the kiss and look down at him, your eyes filled with desire and amusement.
‘Not yet,’ you murmur, tracing a finger along his jawline. ‘First, I want you to worship me.’
Jackson nods eagerly, and you slide off of him, lying back on the bed and spreading your legs in invitation. He kneels before you, his eyes locked on yours as he begins to kiss and lick every inch of your body, paying special attention to your breasts and inner thighs. You moan with pleasure, arching your back and tangling your fingers in his hair as he continues his devoted worship.
Finally, you can’t take it anymore. You need him inside you, and you know he needs release.
‘Please,’ Jackson begs, his voice hoarse with desire. ‘Let me come.’
You smile and nod, reaching down to unlock the chastity belt. His cock springs free, already throbbing with need, and you guide it inside you with a moan of pleasure. He begins to move, thrusting deep within you as you wrap your legs around his waist, urging him on.
‘Yes,’ you gasp, your nails digging into his back. ‘Give it to me.’
Jackson obliges, his hips pounding against yours with increasing fervor. You feel the pressure building within you, and you know that you’re both close.
‘I’m going to come,’ Jackson gasps, his breath hot against your neck. ‘Oh God, I’m—’
His words are cut off as he explodes with pleasure, his body shuddering and convulsing as he cries out your name. You feel him pulsing inside you, his release intense and powerful, and you can’t help but moan in response as your own orgasm crashes over you.
You hold onto each other tightly, riding the waves of pleasure until they finally subside. As you lie there, panting and spent, you know that this is just the beginning of something truly special between you.
You unbind Jackson’s hands and pull him into a passionate embrace, promising more adventures in your shared world of BDSM fantasies. As you hold each other tightly, you know that this is just the beginning of something truly special between you.