He used the sofa legs for her right arm and leg. For the left, he used two of the overstuffed chairs. When he finished the ties, he stepped back and looked at her.
Her skin was flushed and her breathing shallow. She was aroused by this. That’s what he wanted. “If anything starts to go to sleep or feel numb, tell me right away.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“We’ve talked about using toys.” He picked up a vibrator from the table, along with nipple clamps and a bullet.
“We have, Sir.”
Her breathing sped up, and Zeke hid a grin. There were so many things he could do to her with her tied up. “I think first I need to warm you up.”
“If I get any hotter, Sir, I’m going to burst into flames.”
Zeke belly laughed. “That’s my girl.” He lowered his body onto the mats around the air mattress. “I think”—he placed a kiss on her right nipple—“someone is eager.” Another kiss on her left nipple. Goosebumps broke out on her skin. “Are you cold?”
“No, Sir.”
“I hope not.” He laved her nipples, making sure the peaks were super hard before he picked up the nipple clamps. “I’m going to put nipple clamps on you.”
A small whimper came from her lips. Zeke glanced up at her. There was a little bit of apprehension in her eyes.
“They’re called tweezer clamps.” He held one up. “See, rubber tips to protect you and a little ring I push up to create compression. I’ll be gentle.”
“Please, Sir.”
Zeke placed the first one on her nipple and adjusted the compression. When Allyson hissed, he stopped. “Okay?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her breathing was choppy.
He quickly did the second one. “You know, you look good adorned in nipple clamps. Maybe we’ll work up to ones that dangle with little jewels I can play with as I fuck you.”
Another whimper escaped her lips, and Zeke hid a smile. His lady was turned on. Good. That’s where he wanted her. He placed a soft kiss on each nipple before kissing his way to her pussy. Her hips wiggled a bit. He hadn’t tied her so tight she couldn’t move a little.
“Zeke, Sir,” she called out when he flicked her clit with his tongue.
“So sensitive.” His fingers closed around the vibrator. He turned it on low and teased her opening with it before slowly sliding it into her pussy.
“Sir,” she moaned. “That feels different.”
“Different how?” It was a standard vibrator. He hadn’t gotten around to talking with Damon about any special toys, at least not yet.
“Not as warm as you are, Sir.”
“I see.” Zeke watched as he pulled the vibrator out and pushed it back in. He noted the feel of her muscles gripping the toy, the way her body flushed, and her tiny moans of pleasure. The Dom inside him preened at being able to affect her like that. The man was pleased as well.
He needed to watch how long he left the nipple clamps on since it was her first time using them. Zeke continued to stroke her with the vibrator, feeling her muscles clamping down against the toy.
“Talk to me, sweetheart.”
“What should I say, Sir?” Her voice was soft and breathless. “My nipples don’t hurt, yet they feel very sensitive.”
“Keep going.”
“My pussy wants more… Actually, it wants you more than the toy, Sir.”
“Is that right?” Was she trying to top from the bottom? He didn’t think so; he asked for her opinion.
“Yes, Sir. The toy isn’t you, Sir.”