Rock and Water - Chapter 9 - Sex Stories

Rock and Water - Chapter 9

... shoulders, over my breasts, nipples and plastic covered torso. Squatting on his powerful legs just in front of me, his hands run over the tops of my thighs and down my calves. He uses the backs of his hands and nails to trace up and down the sensitive skin on the insides of my limbs, each time getting closer to my exposed and swollen pussy. I feel the puffy lips spread for him, as droplets of moisture collect on the chair below. If I could, I would thrust my hips towards his touch, but the wrapping prohibits even the slightest of movements. I look down on myself, and can see my swollen clit protruding from its hood, begging to be touched, begging for relief, but there’s none to be had. My head is swooning as he stands and walks back to the couch, returning with his belt. “Show me you can turn your head side to side.” Without thought, I do as he asks. “I’ve never gagged you before, Corrine. I’d like to tonight. I want to see your mouth stretched by my belt. You won’t have any trouble breathing around it. It’s also just fine if you say no and we’ll continue what we’ve started.” He places a hand on my arm, looking in my eyes for any signs of distress. “Answer me with words, please.” “Yes…gag me, sir.” Giving him my voice only deepens the lovely, submissive headspace that I’m floating in. Like layers of an onion, it’s one more level of control that I’m offering him. Ultimately, I know that a few shakes of my head will return all control back to me, which is comforting. From ...

... behind me, the belt is placed in my mouth and I can feel and hear as Patrick cinches the strap through the buckle until my lips are stretched tightly but not painfully. When he’s done, the slack of the belt falls behind my neck and then down beyond the back of the chair. Back in front of me, he commands, “Shake your head three times…back and forth.” Once again, I do as he asks. He sees that I’m able to, and gives a quick nod and wink. “Okay…those three shakes are your safeword. If at any time anything I’m doing to you is causing you any level of pain, especially the menthol, you need to shake your head and let me know.” “Ye..thur.” I try to talk before I remember the belt, which clearly amuses him and makes me blush furiously. A little drool escapes the corner of my mouth. “So fucking sexy…” He uses his thumb to smear my drool across my chin. He reaches towards the counter, and grabs, then opens the jar of Vicks. So much more than just a smell, it’s a sensation. Tingles and tickles flood my nose and sinuses as he approaches. He runs his finger through the untouched ointment, collecting a large dollop on his fingertip. He rubs some first on one, and then the other areola and nipple. I don’t feel anything at first, but I rapidly suck in air as the cool heat penetrates deep into the flesh of my breasts. We watch as my nipples elongate and the areolas pebble beneath the sheen of goo. Behind the belt, I begin to emit small gasps as a fire ignites inside of me. The initial intensity ...