Playing With Fire - Sex Stories

Playing With Fire

... came down from his climax and took a moment to catch his breath. He began planting feather-light kisses all over my neck and shoulders, nibbling gently when he reached the area just beneath my earlobe. I nearly melted at the sensation, but I was still unsatisfied. I needed more, my wet slit was still aching for his cock. I reached down to rub my clit, shoving a finger inside to get it well lubricated first. I also tried moving my own hips to fuck myself agains Zeke's cock, but given that I was sandwiched between him and the wall, I had little success. Zeke also groaned and put one hand on my lower back to try and stop me, still not ready for more action yet. A few moments later Zeke pushed off the wall, pulling out of me completely and grabbing my forearms, pinning them both to my sides and yanking my hand away from my clit in the process. I whimpered at the loss of pleasure, but decided not to remark. Zeke leaned in close, his mouth right next to my ear. “ Now we're done, Emily,” he said in a low, husky voice. I nearly turned around and begged at that point, but it turned out that only he and I were only done temporarily. He mentioned nothing about me being done for the night. Zeke then took me upstairs to his bedroom, where I learned he had prepared all of our toys, primarily the wrist and ankle restraints. It seems he'd been planning this all day. I gasped when I felt the cold metal butt plug – which had been lubed up again at some point – force its way inside of me again. ...

... I turned to see Zeke giving me a grin, followed by a crisp smack on the rear. He then went to rummage around in a box for a moment, pulling out a black lace thong that he no doubt would make me wear. He also pulled out a wireless pink rotor with a remote. That's when it clicked for me and all the pieces started falling into place. Zeke finished stripping me of all my remaining clothing, put the rotor up my still wet pussy and gave me the thong panties to wear. They were several sizes too small and not very elastic, so they would be making sure the toys stayed inside me. After he cleared the bed, I was made to lie down, at which point he immobilized both of my wrists, tying each one to the posts on the headboard. Then he secured the aluminium spreader bar just above my ankles with its leather straps on each end. After that he finished tying me off when he then secured my ankles to the posts on the bottom of the bed. Zeke then produced two pairs of rubber-padded nipple clamps connected by a length of chain with springy jaws like a clothes pin. He secured one pair to their intended body part – my erect nipples – but he then reached into my panties to put one of the other clamps on my clit and affixing the other end to the chain connecting my breasts. I whimpered when I first felt the rubber pinching my clit, but that turned into a full-on moan when he tugged at the chains to secure them together. They were just short enough so that they were constantly tugging at my nipples and ...