Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... clit. Zeke reached into his pocket where he had stashed the remote and flipped on the vibrator, causing me to make a noise somewhere between a moan and a whimper. I immediately tried to clamp my legs shut, but I soon realized the entire purpose of the restraints was to stop me from doing that. Instead I wriggled around, moving every which what to try and do something , but it was pointless. All my fidgeting caused the clamps continued to tug a bit more, nearly driving me mad with the mix of pleasure and slight bit of pain. I looked up at Zeke, nibbling my bottom lip once more, he leaned over me, lowering his face to mine so he could kiss me one final time before securing a ball gag in my mouth. Next putting a blindfold on me, then turning the vibrator all the way up. I moaned again, although this time the sound was muffled by the gag. * * * * * That's been my day so far, I don't know how long it's been, but after that Zeke left me there tied to the bed while he left the room to do something else. I'd occasionally hear him moving around or doing something, and in between I can feel him changing the setting on the vibrator with the remote. Sometimes he'll turn it off completely for a few minutes to give me a bit of relief, then turn it back on again to tease me further. I know he won't leave me here like this all night, he'll be back before long to finish with me so we can both get off a few more times before falling asleep in each others' arms. He's just going to drive me as close to mad as possible before then. I say 'as close as possible' because Zeke knows my limits well. He'll push me close to the edge, until I almost can't take any more, then he'll finally allow us both the release I've been aching for. It's the fact that he can exercise this kind of control over me and make me feel so powerless in his grip, but still make me enjoy it so god damned much that makes me love him even more.