Page 9 of Obsidian Desire

Damian stopped his circling. His gaze raked over her, taking in every inch of rope-encased skin. “You think you look beautiful?” he asked.

She didn’t answer, still awe-struck by the calming effect the rope work had on her.

“You want me to tell you how you look?” Damian’s voice was a low, sensual rumble. He stepped closer, his body mere inches from hers. “Absolutely breathtaking. Exquisite. A work of fucking art.” His eyes flashed with admiration and lust. “Are you comfortable?”

Kaelis nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes.” She could feel the heat and hardness of Damian’s body pressing against hers, and it sent a thrill through her. The sensation of being bound and restrained was foreign but exciting, and she found herself trusting Damian completely. “More.”

Emboldened by Kaelis’s plea for more, Damian’s hands moved with renewed purpose. He brought the rope around to the front, weaving it between her breasts in a tantalizing pattern. Each crisscross forced her breasts together slightly, the hardened nipples brushing against each other with the slightest movement.

Damian’s fingers worked swiftly, creating a harness-like pattern that forced Kaelis’s breasts upward. He then took the rope and wrapped it around her waist, pulling it snugly between her thighs, lifting her legs slightly, and forcing her to spread her thighs wider.

Pleased with his handiwork, Damian allowed his gaze to wander appreciatively over Kaelis’s bound form. Unable to resist, he leaned down, pressing fervent kisses along her exposed inner thighs. Each kiss was deliberately placed, moving tantalizingly closer to her vulnerable center with each passing moment.

After a few minutes, Damian moved closer, his hands resting lightly on her shoulders. “Are you ready to continue?” he asked, his voice soft but firm.

Kaelis nodded, her body relaxing further as she surrendered to the moment. Damian began to explore the scene with light touches, his fingers trailing along the edges of the ropes. Eachtouch sent a jolt of sensation through her, the contrast between the soft caress and the firm restraint heightening her awareness.

Damian’s hands roamed over the rope patterns, tracing the lines that crisscrossed her torso and accentuated her curves. He knelt, running his fingers along the ropes that wrapped around her thighs, then stood up, hooking his arms under her legs and lifting her up. His lips captured hers as he pressed her back against the wall. His hands slid down to her thighs, pushing them apart and lifting them higher around his waist. He deepened the kiss, growling softly as his fingers dug into her soft flesh. “God, these thighs,” he muttered against her mouth, his tongue delving deep to entwine with hers. He thrust gently against her, grinding his cock against her belly. Meanwhile, his large hands gripped Kaelis’s thighs, pulling them apart forcefully. The ropes creaked and groaned under the pressure, digging into her soft skin and even more so against her throbbing clit. Her breasts were squished against his chest, the ropes creating delicious friction. She was completely at his mercy, and she fucking loved it—she gasped loudly, her hips jerking forward as a rush of wetness escaped her, staining the floor beneath them. “Fuck!” Damian ground his rock-hard cock against Kaelis’s dripping pussy, teasing her mercilessly. The thick dick slid between her swollen lips, gathering her juices. With a powerful thrust, he rubbed his cock head directly against her clit, eliciting a choked squeal from her.

Kaelis’s body convulsed as Damian’s relentless friction on her clit pushed her over the edge. She squirted, her pussy gushing warm liquid all over his crotch and down his legs. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she screamed, her head thrown back in pleasure.

Damian gazed at Kaelis’s roped, marked body with unbridled satisfaction. The intricate patterns etched into her soft flesh, by the ropes, formed a stunning canvas of erotic art. “Absolutely fucking gorgeous,” he murmured, his voice thick with lust. “My masterpiece. Look at you, dripping all over my fucking floor,” Damian muttered darkly, pressing a possessive hand between her bound thighs. His fingers collected the fluids leaking from her greedy little pussy.

When Damian finally began to undo the ropes, his hands were as deliberate and gentle as they had been while tying them. He worked slowly, his voice soothing as he explained each step. “I’m going to release your wrists first,” he said, untying the knots with practiced ease. The pressure eased gradually, and Kaelis felt a strange mixture of relief and longing as the ropes fell away. “Take your time,” Damian said, helping her sit up.

He handed her a glass of water and wrapped a soft blanket around her shoulders, his movements calm and unhurried. “How are you feeling?” he asked, crouching beside her to meet her gaze. Kaelis blinked, her mind still processing the intensity of the scene.

“Good,” she said finally, a small smile tugging at her lips. “Really good.”

Damian’s smile was warm, his pride in her evident. “You did beautifully,” he said, his voice filled with quiet approval.

The aftercare was as deliberate as the scene itself. Damian stayed close to ensure Kaelis felt safe and grounded. He spoke softly, encouraging her to share her thoughts and feelings aboutthe experience. Kaelis found herself opening up, her words coming easily as she described the strange mix of vulnerability and empowerment she had felt.

As Kaelis left Echelon that night, she couldn’t help but smile, her body still humming with the aftereffects of the session. The intricate patterns of the rope-work had left faint impressions on her skin, a physical reminder of the trust she had placed in Damian and the connection they had built. She felt more confident than ever, eager to see where this journey would take her next.

Chapter nine

The Gift

Theirbondgrewmoreintense with each passing week. Damian introduced Kaelis to more advanced techniques, always starting with detailed discussions about her feelings and limits. One memorable night involved a role-play scenario that left her feeling both vulnerable and powerful. And the best part? She began to notice that Damian, for all his control, had moments of vulnerability himself. One night, after a particularly intense session, he opened up about his past, sharing the pain that had shaped him. Kaelis felt her feelings deepen in ways she hadn’t anticipated.

At the height of her confidence, Kaelis requested to try a more intense form of submission, and Damian carefully guided her through the process. His constant check-ins and support made her feel safe even as she explored new territory. By the end of the scene, she felt a newfound strength within herself.

Damian led Kaelis to a private room, his eyes gleaming with mischief and domination. “Tonight, we explore new depths,” he purred, shutting the door behind them. He pressed her against the wall, his body molding to hers. “Strip. Slowly.”

Kaelis obeyed, her heart pounding in her chest. She swayed her hips seductively as she peeled off her dress, revealing her black lace lingerie. Damian’s gaze burned into her, his breathing growing heavier. He unbuckled his belt, never breaking eye contact. “On the bed.”

Kaelis climbed onto the bed, her body trembling with anticipation. Damian followed, his eyes never leaving hers as he crawled towards her, like a predator stalking its prey. He grabbed her ankles and pulled her to the edge of the bed, spreading her legs wide. “Keep them open,” he commanded.

Damian knelt between her thighs, his large hands caressing the soft skin of her inner legs. He leaned in close, the heat of his breath teasing her soaked panties. Without warning, he pulled the thin lace to the side and ran his tongue along her slit, a low groan escaping him.

Kaelis gasped, arching her back as Damian’s tongue circled her clit before plunging deep inside her. He lifted her legs over his shoulders, increasing the depth of his access. The room was filled with the wet sounds of his mouth against her, mingling with her moans of pleasure.

Damian hooked his arms under her thighs, pulling her closer as he devoured her. He looked up, his face glistening with heressence. “Turn over,” he growled. Kaelis obeyed, rolling onto her stomach.

Damian grasped her hips, lifting them as he positioned himself behind her. With his other hand, he delivered a sharp smack to her ass, releasing her startled yelp. Without warning, he plunged into her soaked pussy, burying himself balls-deep with one powerful thrust.

“Fuck,” he groaned, gripping her hips so tightly his fingertips left marks. “Look at this perfect, fucking cunt stretched around my cock.” He pulled almost all the way out, then slammed back in, making her tits bounce against the bed. “Take it, my dirty little slut.”

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