by Ciara Cole
Tamira felt the vibe get detached from her clit and she panted and shook, wishing she could just relax and wait but it was getting harder to stay controlled.
Rafe’s now gentle touch on her ankle felt loving, and she became instantly calm.
Yes… even when she heard the snap of the leather D-ring cuffs, signaling that Rafe had used them to hold her legs in place at either end of the foot of the bed.
Ooh it’s about to get extra freaky, thought Tamira while biting hard on her lip in expectation.
Rafe didn’t disappoint. He reattached the wand to her sex and boyyy, there was almost a relief in the familiar buzz, even as it drew her to that plateau of revolving ecstasy. Tamira could only guess what was to come, and being bound and defenseless made it all the more frighteningly arousing.
“Now to make certain of your good behavior,” said Rafe.
She’d never heard his voice so heavy and raspy. Her hearing seemed magnified by the blindfold, and finding out how on edge Rafe was, gave her the utmost thrills.
Tamira felt her nipples get twisted and pinched in his expert fingers, making her gasp loudly at the pleasure-pain. It was to set her up, she soon realized, for the nipple clamps pinning down on her tender nubs just moments later. Tamira stifled a shrill cry and felt the chain that linked the clamps being tugged on by Rafe as he warned, “Keep to the rules and things won’t get harder to handle. Understand?”
Tamira could only give a hasty, firm nod. There was no way she could get to speak at this juncture. The sensations powered into her helpless frame kept her at a critical angle where she was neither floating nor grounded, just somewhere within that indefinable vacuum of carnal consciousness.
That eager wand buzzed insistently at her clit, yet there was now more to distract the pleasure-blinded Tamira. Rafe started to probe into her vagina, but this time not with his fingers. The thickness of her customized dildo, created from the mold of Rafe’s own member, plunged deep into her sex. The vibes from the toy on her clit seemed to penetrate even the dildo, and it pulsated inside her like a living entity. Tamira screamed incoherently and almost fainted as she fell back on the pillows from the enormity of so much sensation all at once.
I want you to feel all there is to feel. Rafe’s words from long ago always pricked her at these moments. Always, he was all about taking her there, and then even beyond, testing her limits and giving her the experience of her life. Tamira couldn’t wait for more and more of just what heights, and depths, he could push her to.
There was just enough give in the ankle restraints to push her knees back and plant her heels on the bed. Rafe slid pillows beneath her one by one till she was the most exposed and open to him. She was engulfed by the thick length of the phallus now pulsing deep inside her thanks to its own vibrating function. Yet still Tamira knew her body needed and could handle more, so much more.
And oh, how well Rafe knew. Already, he began to massage oil on her anal rim, fingers first teasing and then demanding, as he soon pushed his finger inside her ass. Tamira forced out a breath but it ended up a shamed moan of pleasure. How bad she was to love it when Rafe gave her a taste of the forbidden!
He slowly prepared her with one thrusting finger, then two. Replacing those invading fingers moments later was a medium anal plug slowly penetrating her ass. Tamira gasped as she felt it pop into place, her lower body sizzling like she was buried in a lava pit of ecstasy.
Too much, yet never enough… Tamira was whirling endlessly in her eye mask, and it took some moments of whizzing senses to realize there was no more movement reaching her ears. No buzzing or throbbing of the toys, no Rafe. Just her and her inner muscles contracting hungrily all around the playful devices inside her, her flesh pulsing and pounding yet never enough to find quite sufficient enjoyment.
It felt like eternity till Rafe indicated his presence with a tug on the chain linked to her nipple clamps. Her gasping mouth parted, and he promptly popped another truffle inside.
Then came a brush of a wineglass against her lips, and she took a grateful few sips. Tamira began to warm up to his returned attentions. He manifested them soon enough, when the heavy phallus within her was once again thrust repeatedly into her walls.
She couldn’t help but feel it combined with the anal plug as only layers of flesh separated them. How deliciously stretched and full she was! Her gorgeous tormenter pulled on the nipple chain while increasing the cadence of the plunging dildo inside her slit. Those expert hands of his worked too well at driving her crazy; he took multitasking to a whole other level. Tamira was soon in a blinded state of extreme anguish and arousal. She desperately sought more pleasure, pushing her hips up into the rhythm, unable to fight it. Please, please, please. Her moans and bucking hips were a needy display she couldn’t suppress any longer.
Then came total quiet and stillness.
Suddenly the thick and long dildo was retrieved from her gasping, pulsing vagina. Tamira’s heart instantly sank as she had the empty feeling she’d let Rafe down.
Retribution came soon: smack went his hand over her exposed clitoris. “I warned you not to challenge me.” Smack, smack. “Why do you do it?” Another series of smacks in quick succession, and Tamira gasped, body coiling into itself as much as possible but helpless to escape her punishment. “I need your answer, Tamira.”
Her chest was heaving and she almost couldn’t form a syllable much less a whole sentence, but finally she managed it. “Wasn’t enough. Needed more,” she panted, blinking back tears behind her eye mask.
“Bad girl.” The strong edge of his voice made her shiver despite herself. “You know I’ll give you everything you need when you need it, but if you keep defying me and taking control you won’t even be given the chance to finish on your own,” growled Rafe. “I’ll leave you dripping and shivering like this till tomorrow or longer if I choose.”
Goodness no, she didn’t want that. Tamira almost sobbed as his hand struck her sex several more times, making her clit throb. “Last chance, Tamira, to be good like I know you can, and enjoy,” he added, then slapped her clit again for good measure.
The wand and dildo were withdrawn, leaving just the anal plug and the frustrated yet chastised Tamira wanting to prove she’d learned her lesson. Moments later, Rafe gave her the chance. Her extrasensitive hearing picked up his movements as he went to stand at the head of the bed, and she only had to turn her face to feel his member hard and throbbing on her cheek.
Tamira didn’t need to ask what to do next, even as the grip he took of her hair gave an indication. Tamira knew how well he liked her mouth on him, her tongue licking as much as she could.
She eagerly sought him with her lips and tongue. Her motions were somewhat restricted by her restraints, but she did her best to make up for her frustrations, bestowing long, eager licks and sucks on his meaty stem. Moving her head this way and that, she found the angles where she could inhale his thick shaft deep down her throat, or lick and smother his sac inside her mouth.
She listened for his groans and growls and felt the agony of him pulling on her chain alongside the pleasure of his hand dipping between her open knees to smack her engorged clit.
How Tamira could stay focused on her delicious task, she couldn’t say, what with the weighted clamps on her nipples as Rafe tugged on them using the chain, and the pulsing agony of her clit and labia being smacked and teased by his roving hand.
Tears of sheer encompassing bliss stung her squeezed lids beneath the blindfold. Her lips stretched tight around his throbbing shaft, and even her vaginal walls equally constricted in psychic commiseration for her suffering. Not long now maybe, she’d be filled in all the ways she’d come to enjoy…
Tamira’s happiness abounded when her lover’s voice told her how good she was doing, and how he loved how she sucked him. He promised her, soon he’d give her exactly what she needed and where she needed it.
As if to prove his point, Rafe reached even lower between her thighs and pushed her anal plug fu
rther inside her. Tamira was a shuddering bushel of lust at this point, her mouth slurping around his broad, meaty crown. One more lick, and he groaned and pulled away. Tamira felt almost bereft.
But not for long. Hands freed her ankles, then gripped the back of her knees, guiding her legs to fold up against her body. Her husband’s powerful frame settled against her shivering body, and Tamira strained at her wrist binds wishing she could be free to wrap her arms around his shoulders in welcome. She knew he’d had enough of waiting just as she had. It was time, she could tell, for him to finish this.
A sigh of bliss escaped her lips the moment she felt his thick member touching her slit. He pushed in, claiming her wetness. She squelched and clamped around him with her snugly eager walls. They both groaned, reveling in the power of flesh connecting flesh. They always felt like the perfect fit together.
Soon her lover’s long, deep, and possessive strokes inside her sex reminded her of all the ways he owned her soul, body, and mind. He extracted more of her pleasure-pain by pulling on the nipple clamps as well as pushing on the plug between her asscheeks. The fullness and ache transmitted in sonic waves to her brain and almost clobbered her senseless.
Tamira cried out but couldn’t fight it, couldn’t move away from it all even if her limbs and body had been free to do so.
She loved this helpless feeling, this loss of control and power as she gave it fully to another. When Rafe pulled out of her vagina, she gasped in anticipation, already panting for what she knew was to follow. He’d prepared her enough already, and her winking sphincter had stretched more than enough to handle a more substantial raid.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Rafe pushed her knees together and lifted them even higher to touch her chin, exposing her all the more to him, leaving her helplessly open. He watched as his shaft slowly positioned against her sweet asshole. He let his fingers graze the crinkling edges still lubed by the oils. Tamira’s trained muscles didn’t tense but instead seemed to eagerly await his entry. Stifling a curse Rafe pushed the head of his member inside her twitching anal ring.
Barely even giving time for Tamira to adjust, he reached for the dildo and plunged it inside her vacant, desperately wet vagina. Her scream of ecstasy made him harden to painful proportions in her ass. He could feel her wildly squeezing on him with her strong inner muscles. Equally palpable was the sensation of her sex pulsating round the similar-sized dildo. Her fullness could only be imagined, and he could tell from the way her mouth gasped open repeatedly that she was in bliss.
Rafe would have loved to remove the blindfold and watch her beautiful eyes, but he wanted to make this episode all the more intense and stimulating for her, and he knew the sight deprivation enabled that.
Keeping himself in check was getting nigh impossible with the sexy picture before him. Tamira’s two holes filled by him, as he thrust the dildo in and out of her vagina while he shoved his hardness fully into her ass. He was inches close to snapping, to pumping her ass roughly while pounding her G-spot with the thick long dildo.
But all in good time. He knew how to ramp up the tempo for maximum effect, as Tamira knew and loved so well. If Rafe was one thing, it was thorough. He didn’t do half measures, and even a year after they met, he still loved to make her scream and to see her body disintegrate beneath all the pleasure, pain, and rapture he could give her. Just as she did the same for him.
Just by letting him take her like this, with no part of her kept from him or taboo, was a head trip in itself. In all this time, through the many months they’d been together, nothing had changed. If anything, it was compounded even more, the way he needed and breathed her.
Nothing could ever take the edge off that, not even any of the most exciting things he could think of. Taking risks, making deals, drugs, sky free falls, or even the world’s most beautiful women offered on a plate to his unimpressed palate… none of that moved him. Tamira alone was everything he craved. She was his fantasy. Always.
Inside her, stretching her, taking her… together they reached that wild, breathless, intimate, aching paradigm of joy that was almost holy. Souls colliding, their passion resonated in hungered harmony. Like a thirst that couldn’t be quenched.
Deep as he’d ever been in her ass, Rafe let his motions push the dildo just as deeply inside her vagina. He knew the shape well since it matched his, knew it would be prodding her G-spot. His free hand moved in between them to smack her clit. He watched her teeth clench, her lips stretched back in an endless agony-within-pleasure. From this, and just the way her tight walls snagged around his member, he could tell she was waiting, breathing and longing for her release to activate.
He knew what Tamira needed. He picked up a rhythm, in not just both her holes but on her punished nipples as he tugged on the adjoining chain intermittently. Tears streamed down her cheeks, just as her juices streamed around him. She’d reached the perfect tableau. God, she was so beautiful.
“Now,” he told her, so she could grind back on his thrusts. “Move for me, baby girl.”
Rafe still left on the blindfold, wanting Tamira to be as self-focused as possible and simply zero on her pleasure. She gyrated her hips and bucked into him as much as her restraints would allow. He loved how sweet and hot she was, her ass stretched delightfully tight around his length. They’d trained her ass for months with varying sizes of plugs to have her able to take his powerful thickness. Now each time he claimed her ass, he felt a transcendental rush in knowing she felt as fulfilled as he did that he could possess her every orifice.
Like everything else they shared, she knew he’d take nothing for granted and that he cherished every aspect of her submission.
“I’ll tell you when you can come,” he rasped atop his writhing, moaning angel. Her glowing chocolate skin was flushed, those pebbly nipples thick and full even pinched between the silver clamps. His ivory shaft looked immense thrusting in and out of her tight, sexy, brown asshole. Fuck, he was close. Teasing her during these lengthy sessions took their toll on him too. No amount of disciplining himself could keep him immune to her for too long.
In the past Rafe had been used to being in control of everything in his world. Now their beautiful life together, starting with the moment he found out about the triplets, had thrown that notion out the window. Yet Rafe knew he wouldn’t change it for the world. Their marriage and family gave him everything he’d never even dreamed he could find.
Chapter Twenty-Four
For Tamira, it was the same. With Rafe she felt she’d got the complete package. More so with being a lover who could take her to every surpassing level of sensation, not just physically but emotionally. Soon her body tensed, waiting, heart pumping, till he said the one command, “Come.”
That was how much power over her mind he had: a single word and he had her instantly shattering.
Tamira felt the black hole of her orgasm envelope her entire being. She came endlessly, boundlessly. The next second, Rafe also let go with a roar and came deep in her ass. They pulsed and shook together, consuming every ounce of paradise till nothing was left unspent.
Later, Rafe detached every device carefully from her shuddering flesh and then slowly removed his member from her ass while rubbing gently on her clit. Tamira sighed and went limp, not bothering to open her eyes when the blindfold was also removed. She’d be too dazed to make sense of her surroundings anyway, not for a long time yet. She instead depended on instinct as her freed aching arms reached for Rafe in the shadows.
Her orgasm had only slowly subsided and still left recurrent spasms revving through her every other minute. What a night. What a man. She could feel him wrapped around her for those long minutes as he petted her and cooed in her ear. She may have dozed off, and he must have moved because she felt the cooling sensation of a wet washcloth over her body. Happiness was a floating cloud she rested on, and again she sighed his name.
Rafe. He was back soon enough to recapture her in his warm, loving embrace. Tired as she was, Tamir
a couldn’t help but notice a slight difference. Then came her naughty sleepy smile, as she realized the anal plug had occupied her again. Mmmm. Sweetened visions of tomorrow’s promise overtook and chased away tired aches.
“I love you,” she whispered to her husband. Can’t wait to relive our special brand of loving, over and over again…
THE END
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