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Unconventional Methods - part 3
You lead Detective Dawson into your private dungeon, his eyes covered by a black blindfold. His breathing is shallow and quick, anticipation coursing through his veins as he awaits your next move. You smile to yourself, knowing that you hold all the power in this situation.
‘Are you ready, Detective?’ you ask, your voice low and seductive.
He nods, unable to speak as his heart races with excitement and fear.
You begin by running your fingers lightly over his chest, tracing the contours of his muscles before moving down to his stomach. He shivers at your touch, his body tense with anticipation. You continue teasing him, trailing your fingertips along his skin and occasionally brushing against his cock, which is already semi-hard beneath his pants.
‘Please,’ he whispers, ‘I need more.’
You chuckle softly in response, knowing that you have him exactly where you want him. Slowly, you unbutton his shirt, exposing his chest to the cool air of the dungeon. You run your fingernails lightly over his nipples, causing him to gasp with pleasure.
‘That feels so good,’ he moans, arching his back towards your touch.
You continue exploring his body, using a variety of sensory tools to heighten his anticipation. A feather tickler sends shivers down his spine, while a soft brush against his skin makes him tremble with desire. Finally, you introduce him to impact play, starting with light taps on his chest and stomach before moving on to harder strikes with a flogger or paddle.
Detective Dawson cries out in pleasure with each hit, his cock growing harder as he surrenders himself to your control. You can see the mixture of pain and pleasure in his eyes, and it only fuels your desire to push him further.
‘I want more,’ he begs, his voice hoarse with need. ‘Please, don’t stop.’
You oblige, moving on to edgeplay techniques such as knife play or fireplay. The danger of these activities heightens the sexual tension between you, and Detective Dawson is completely enthralled by your dominance. He follows your every command, eager to please you in any way possible.
As the session comes to an end, you remove his blindfold, allowing him to see the array of tools and toys that surround him. His eyes widen with a mixture of fear and excitement, knowing that there is still so much more for him to experience.
‘You were amazing,’ you tell him, running your fingers through his sweat-dampened hair. ‘But we’re not done yet.’
Detective Dawson looks up at you with a mixture of fear and desire in his eyes. He knows that he is completely under your control, and the thought both terrifies and arouses him.
‘Whatever you want,’ he whispers, his voice barely audible. ‘I’m yours.’
You smile, knowing that you have broken him and molded him into the perfect submissive. As you lead him out of the dungeon, you can’t help but feel a sense of triumph and anticipation for what lies ahead. The game has only just begun, and there is still so much more to explore.
You lead Detective Dawson out of the dungeon and into a dimly lit room adorned with plush, red velvet furnishings. The air is thick with the scent of musk and desire as you guide him to a large, comfortable chair in the center of the room.
‘Sit down,’ you command, your voice firm and authoritative. Detective Dawson obeys without hesitation, his eyes still hidden behind the blindfold.
You circle him slowly, admiring the way his muscles tense beneath his clothes as he anticipates your next move. Reaching out, you trace a finger along the collar of his shirt, feeling the rough fabric against your skin.
‘Take off your clothes,’ you order. Detective Dawson fumbles with the buttons on his shirt, his hands shaking slightly as he exposes his chiseled torso to your hungry gaze. You continue to circle him, running a finger over his defined abs and chest, feeling the heat radiating from his skin.
‘Now the pants,’ you say, your voice low and sultry. Detective Dawson hesitates for a moment before unbuckling his belt and sliding his pants down his legs. He sits naked in the chair, his cock already hard and throbbing with desire.
You kneel in front of him, your eyes locked on his erection. Slowly, you run a finger along its length, feeling it twitch beneath your touch. Detective Dawson gasps, his hands balling into fists as he tries to resist the urge to grab you and thrust himself inside.
‘You like that?’ you ask, your voice teasing. ‘You want me to touch you more?’
Detective Dawson nods vigorously, his breath coming in ragged gasps. You smile, knowing that you have him exactly where you want him. Leaning forward, you wrap your lips around the tip of his cock, taking him deep into your mouth as you begin to suck with abandon.
Detective Dawson moans, his hips bucking involuntarily as he thrusts himself deeper into your mouth. You grip his ass tightly, pulling him closer and taking him even deeper, relishing the feel of his hardness between your lips.
After several minutes of intense oral pleasure, you pull away, leaving Detective Dawson panting and desperate for more. ‘On your knees,’ you command, standing up and gesturing towards the floor in front of you.
Detective Dawson obeys, his body trembling with anticipation as he kneels before you. You reach out and grab a fistful of his hair, yanking his head back roughly. ‘Look at me,’ you demand.
He does as he’s told, his eyes locking onto yours as you stare down at him with an expression of pure dominance. ‘You belong to me now,’ you say, your voice cold and unyielding. ‘And I will use you however I see fit.’
Detective Dawson whimpers softly, but there’s no fear in his eyes – only desire and submission. You smile, knowing that he has accepted his place as your submissive, and that together, you will explore the darkest depths of his desires.
Without another word, you reach down and unzip your dress, letting it fall to the floor in a pool of silk. Standing before him in nothing but a black lace bra and thong, you can see the hunger in his eyes as he takes in your naked form.
‘Eat me,’ you command, stepping forward and spreading your legs. Detective Dawson doesn’t hesitate, burying his face between your thighs and lapping at your wetness with abandon. You moan softly, gripping his hair tightly as he explores every inch of your pussy with his tongue.
As you reach the height of your pleasure, you pull him away from your crotch and push him onto his back. Straddling his hips, you guide his throbbing cock inside you, gasping as you feel him fill you completely.
You begin to ride him slowly at first, savoring the feeling of his hardness inside you. But as your passion grows, so does your pace, until you’re pounding down on him with reckless abandon. Detective Dawson moans beneath you, his hands gripping your hips tightly as he thrusts upward to meet your movements.
As the intensity of the moment builds, you lean forward and whisper in his ear, ‘You’re mine now, Detective. And I will never let you go.’
With a final, powerful thrust, you both reach your climax together, your bodies shuddering with pleasure as you cry out in unison. As the waves of ecstasy subside, you collapse onto his chest, your heart pounding wildly as you struggle to catch your breath.
Detective Dawson wraps his arms around you, holding you close as he strokes your hair tenderly. In that moment, you know that he belongs to you completely – body and soul. And together, you will continue to explore the darkest corners of his desires, pushing each other’s boundaries until there is nothing left to hide.