Page 11 of Velvet Secrets

“But I—” His lips crashed into mine to silence me.

I quickly fell into the rhythm of the kiss and breathed a little erratically when he pulled away then climbed off the bed walking toward the dresser of locked drawers. He scanned the top, likely searching for the key then glanced back at me. I closed my eyes briefly then opened and looked at the small black box located on the edge. He smiled before opening the box and retrieving the master key that unlocked all of the drawers.

He opened each of them until finding what he was looking for then turning and making his way back over to me. He had a ball gag in hand that he carefully positioned in my mouth thenfastened it behind my head. Once it was secure he stepped back and allowed his eyes to wash over me, wearing a satisfied smirk.

I watched him undress—bound and gagged—with his gaze heavily trained on mine. My eyes lowered more with each item of clothing that he discarded. Once he was in front of me in all of his glory, his long, thick erection standing at full attention, he reached for a flogger on a nearby wall.

He started low, slowly dragging the tassels along my thigh, up my stomach, then higher—until they gently brushed between my breasts. I gasped at the feeling, arching slightly.

“Mm-mm.” He paused for a second. “Stay still.”

He let the strands drag again, slower this time, circling one of my nipples then the other.

“I don’t need your words.” His voice was low and thick. “Not in here. Not right now.”

He brought the flogger up higher allowing it to trace my throat then back down between my breast and across my stomach. His eyes briefly climbed to mine, almost like he was making sure that I was still watching him. When he was sure that I was, he gave his attention back to the flogger and brushed it lower, over my mound.

“I want to see them…” he tossed it to the side before climbing on the bed between my legs. “I want to see them in the way your body arches…” His hands ran down my thighs before he pushed them back. “In how you buck and struggle because you’re gagged and can’t spit them out…” He blew gently on my pussy before kissing softly. “You’re going to tell me everything…” He kissed again. “Without saying a single word.”

His tongue slowly slid between my folds traveling to my throbbing clit then he took his time sucking and flicking his tongue on it. Naturally I tried moving my hands because I wanted to put them on his head to keep him in place, but theywere restrained. The sound of the cuffs hitting the pole from me straining had his eyes on mine and a sly smile on his face.

“That’s the best part.” He swiped his tongue down my slit, circling my opening before dipping his tongue inside me, swirling his tongue around. The feeling was driving me insane and had me moaning, almost choking on the words that were impossible to escape past the gag. “You can’t touch me.” He vacuumed my swollen clit into his mouth and gently sucked for a little. “You can’t pull me close.” He repeated the motion. “You can’t rush me.”

He swirled his tongue around on my clit, pushing my legs back even further then proceeding to slurp, flicker and eat my pussy with precision. My legs began to quake a little so he pulled back.

“Same rules apply, beautiful.” He grinned, eyeing my pussy as he released one of my thighs to push two fingers deep inside of me while his thumb toyed with my clit. “No cumming until I say so.”

“Mm.” I groaned as my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

He continued stroking me perfectly until I was on the edge again. He withdrew his fingers right before I could release, tormenting me slowly. He replaced his fingers with his tongue, eating my pussy precisely as if it were a sport and he was the MVP before pulling away yet again when I was on the verge of a release.

Tears had literally sprang to my eyes because of the torture. I was sure had I not been gagged I would have been screaming and begging him to allow me to release.

He started to kiss his way up, stopping at my breasts to show each of them some attention before climbing the rest of the way up my body. Reaching behind my head, he loosened the gag and tossed it to the side before kissing me hungrily and nastily,allowing me to taste the evidence of the assault that his tongue had just put on my pussy.

I felt him reach between us and align himself at my opening. I didn’t have time to brace myself before he was pushing deep inside of me. His strokes were slow, deep—relentless. Each of his hands gripping my thighs, holding me wide open as he dove deeper and deeper inside of me.

“Uh—God.” I moaned into his mouth.

His thrusts became purposeful. He made sure to enter me at the perfect angle each time—ensuring that he not onlybroughtme to the edge, he kept me there, to remind me that I wasn’t in control.He was.

I felt myself peaking and I wasn’t sure that I could hold on any longer. It was impossible. I was completely undone. Unraveled. Helpless. Powerless.

He wrapped one of my legs around his waist then wrapped that same hand around my throat, applying the perfect amount of pressure to add to the ecstasy that was already coursing through my body.

“This body is mine.” I nodded, but he shook his head. “Say it.”

“I—it’s yours.” I did as I was told.

“You don’t cum until I tell you that you can.” He growled, leaning down, brushing his lips across mine before kissing me hard. “And when you do, you will say my name.”

I would do whatever he wanted me to do. If I hadn’t already proved that, I knew the shaking and quivering of my body had to be evidence of it.

He released my neck, began to drill me faster, deeper, and harder until the cuffs began to strain with every movement of my arms.

“You ready?” he asked, looking into my eyes. “You want to cum?”

“Yes. Please.” I begged.

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