‘I make you laugh?’
‘Be silent.’
She turned most of the lights off, leaving a dimly lit interior.
Reuben was drawn to an adjacent bench press and Hayley stood on the bench as she tied his hands securely to the heavy metal frames, far above his head. She stood before him, whispering her responses to his body and hers as she lowered his sweatpants and boxers and he stepped out of them.
Now he was gloriously and unashamedly naked before her, Hayley admired his sculptured body. She loved the fluid movement of his muscles as they bulged beneath golden skin. ‘I am pleased to see you have looked after my property, boy. I would not take such pleasure in anything more carelessly treated.’
Reuben entered into the spirit. ‘All my efforts are for you, mistress. This body is yours to command.’
Testing his words, Hayley commanded, ‘Then I wish you to remove your erection. I am not here to service your pleasures. You are here to service mine.’
She laughed silently as she saw Reuben struggle to know what to say next. ‘I fear I am unable, mistress. Serving your needs gives me such great satisfaction, and this unworthy body is unable to deny it.’
‘Well said, boy. However, I demand my orders are met. If you will not control your wayward responses, then I certainly shall.’ She reached for another bandage and, hurling one end softly to the floor to unravel it, she wound it around Reuben’s erect penis over and over until it was wrapped from root to tip. ‘Now your pleasure shall be diminished, if I choose to touch you there. But that is not enough. You confront me wilfully with the sight of your pleasure so I will remove it from my sight.’
Reuben jerked a little under her hand, as if she had just threatened to cut the offending object off. ‘Do not fear, boy, I will have use for it later. For now I will control your erection and I say your stiff cock shall not remain up but go down.’
Hayley forced the erection down between Reuben’s legs, threading the loose ends of the bandage between his thighs and tying it back around his hips with a bow. She stood back to admire her gift-wrapped work. He shuffled around in discomfort, appearing less sure of what would happen next.
She dropped to her knees and lipped and teased the sides of Reuben’s exposed balls with her mouth until he groaned in both pleasure and unease as his penis sought to engorge and rise further but was prevented by the ties. Her fingers stroked the skin of his inner thighs until he thrust involuntarily beneath her touch.
Hayley rose and pooled oil from a bottle into her cupped palm. She spread the slickness over his chest and stomach, running her fingers over the contours of bulging muscle and taut sinew. Her fingertips worked his tight, hard nipples until he groaned and pleaded with her to untie him.
‘Let your humble servant show you how much he will do to adore your body, mistress. Untie even one hand.’
His pleas went unheeded. Hayley walked behind him silently. Her palms and spread fingers encased Reuben’s tight buttocks, which she kneaded. His soft moans told her he enjoyed it. Dipping into the cleft, she inserted an oily thumb firmly into his anus, reaching between his thighs and tugging gently on his balls with her other hand. The pressure was increased with each insertion and withdrawal of her thumb until she deemed it wise to cease for a while, lest he shoot his load too soon.
‘Oh mistress, let me make you feel good too,’ he pleaded.
‘Do not attempt to fool your mistress, boy. It is your own satisfaction you seek. I must remind you of your place. And mine.’
Hayley picked up his leather belt, brought from his office. She doubled it and gave him a smart thwack on his taut buttocks. The unexpected sensation made him jump.
‘Apologise to your mistress for suggesting she obeys your commands.’ Hayley delivered another gentle slap of the leather to remind him.
‘I beg forgiveness, mistress. Your unworthy servant stands chastened before you.’ Reuben tugged at his restraints. It wasn’t easy for him not to take control. ‘But when I get out of here, madam, you’re in big trouble,’ he whispered.
Hayley trusted he would deliver on his promise.
She decided his urgent need to come had subsided enough to safely untie his shaft from its unnatural prison. It sprang jutting erect towards his belly as soon as the knot was released. With the lightest of touches, she ran her fingers over the fabric-enclosed shaft.
Reuben’s hips thrust to wrest more pressure, more tension from her caresses, but she still maintained the dull pressure until he pleaded with her.
‘Mistress, take pity on your servant, who only wishes to worship you with his body.’ All playfulness dissipated with his urgent need to seek fulfilment. ‘If you don’t let me out of here, Hayley, I’m going to suspend you from the ceiling upside-down and fuck the living daylights out of you.’
Hayley laughed. ‘Now that’s a promise I might hold you to. But you’re in no position to be making demands or threats to me,’ she reminded him.
She reached up and undid his blindfold, but wasn’t quite done teasing Reuben yet despite her impatience to feel his hands on her body and his cock caressing her pussy.
Leaving him standing impatiently, she turned the piped music on softly from the machine behind the desk, choosing a sensual track. She wiped the oil from her hands and stood before him.
Once released from its habitual ponytail, Hayley shook the dark lengths of her hair about her shoulders. She used her fingers to run through it and lifted and dropped it seductively, noting his keen interest and the balling of his fists as if he itched to run his own fingers there.
Turning her back on him, Hayley drew her T-shirt over her head and tossed it aside. He moaned appreciatively and again as she looked back over her shoulder at him. She could see him tugging at his restraints as she dropped the strap of her bra off one shoulder and then the other, gyrating her hips to the music in a sexy striptease. She reached back and unclasped it and let the garment fall slowly from her body to the floor.
‘Turn around, Hayley, let me see you,’ he pleaded.
She twisted the top half of her body partially around, giving him a gentle glimpse of the side of the soft mound of her breast. Then she twisted in the opposite direction. Covering her breasts fully, fingers spread, she gyrated around to face him.
‘Oh yes, play with your nipples.’ His fingers moved as if he could operate her movements like a puppet master. His eyes were fixed with needy appreciation on the firm orbs between her upper arms. ‘Pinch them hard. Pull at them, yes, do it, like that. Untie me. Let me do it for you. I want my mouth on your breasts. Wouldn’t you like that, Hayley? Make you feel good.’
She ignored his horny pleading, focusing her rapt attention on the increasing pleasure she was getting from her own manipulation and the knowledge that Reuben was watching her and enjoying the show so much. Her lips parted and she panted slightly. She wanted to remove her shorts badly and feel fingers in her warm, wet folds.
Hayley revealed her breasts as she reached for the opening on her shorts.
‘Oh yes, Hayley,’ he murmured, lost in the erotic spectacle. ‘Unzip them, push them down.’
She undulated in a grinding dance that drove him crazy, taking her sweet time to divest her body of her clothing. Turning again, she bent over from the waist to push her shorts to her ankles, pushing her buttocks in the air and giving him the perfect view of her cleft and pussy, covered only in a strip of flimsy white cotton. She rose to step out of them and weaved her body around as if she was dancing alone in her bedroom, oblivious to the interest of her audience.
Hayley wasn’t oblivious. Although she failed to acknowledge his words of encouragement, she performed only for him and knowingly drove him wild with desire for her. She knew that the moment she released the bindings at his wrists he would be upon her, thrusting into her soft body.
‘You don’t need those panties. Go all the way.’
Deciding he was getting a bit too bossy for someone in his position, Hayley moved over to stand directly in
front of him. He looked down into her eyes, trailed his hot gaze over her breasts. He was pulling against the ties that held him, frustration oozing out of every pore. He hooked out a leg around her thigh and pulled her towards him. Off-balance, she stumbled gently, landing against his chest.
Utilising the oil she had spread there earlier, Hayley rubbed her body sinuously over his, coating them both in the glistening slickness. She ground her breasts against his chest, loving the thrill it sent coursing through her tingling nipples.
‘Untie me,’ he begged. ‘I want to touch you. Feel you. Hayley? Please?’
She stopped and looked into his eyes. She wanted him to touch her too, but more, she wanted to make him long for her. Wrapping her arms around him, pressing his hips to hers, she ground her hips into his mummified erection.
‘Put your legs around me,’ Reuben suggested. He was madly improvising, she knew. ‘Put me inside you. I can give you what you want but you can still have all the control.’
It was an idea she liked. Especially as she wasn’t done tormenting him yet. Was she still attempting to make him pay for Tammy? For not coming after her when she left, the last time? Her hands sought the bandage wound around his cock and slowly rolled it off. Reuben was sweating with need by the time she exposed his erection fully. Her hands slicked oil slowly up and down its thick length.
‘Put your arms around my neck,’ he directed her, urgently.
‘Who is in control here? If you don’t stop giving orders, I’ll leave you here all night and raise the shutters with the lights on.’ She raised her eyebrow in challenge.
He grimaced. She knew he couldn’t be sure she wasn’t joking. He shut up and waited. Reuben released a tightly held breath as she pushed out of her panties. She could sense the urgency in the rigidity of his body, his jutting appendage, his black, black eyes.
Hayley coiled her arms around his neck and they both gave a tight, needy laugh. Swinging her legs up around his body, she gripped tightly as he nuzzled her neck and shoulders, to encourage her to strive onwards. He wouldn’t want her to give up.
Hayley reached down seeking his shaft. She guided it to the swollen softness between her thighs, creamy, yearning to receive its divine stimulation. Her body began to slide from his.
Reuben’s frustration grew. ‘Untie my hands, Hayley. Just one. I’ll play with your clit, make this so good for you.’
‘Not going to happen, Reuben. Stop distracting me. If I slide off, I might not try again.’ Teasing a frustrated, horny man was pure joy and she was having way too much fun containing his power. ‘I can play with my clit myself, using this.’
She slid over his cock, lifting and lowering as it glided over her swollen source of pleasure. An ecstatic moan escaped her lips as she writhed.
It was more than he could bear. ‘Oh Hayley, take pity. Let me pleasure you.’
She wasn’t fooled. ‘You want me to fuck you.’
‘Yeah, fuck me, Hayley. We both need to orgasm. It’s been days.’ Every outward breath contained a muted groan. Hearing that pleased her more than anything.
‘You really didn’t?’
‘Uh-huh.’ He shook his head. ‘I was waiting for you to come back to me.’
‘That confident, eh?’ She continued to jerk her pussy against his cock, agitating her clitoris over its tip, building the sexual tension in both their bodies. Little mewls of excitement grew in her throat. Another grimace stole across his face. Hayley knew he was close but still wasn’t done with him yet. ‘Hold on. I need this more than you do.’
‘You have no idea, peaches, just how much I need to come and if you don’t stop polishing my cock with your silk like that, it will happen by itself.’ He was fighting to hold back for her.
She positioned his cock at her entrance. As he thrust upwards on the balls of his feet, driving into her before she changed her mind, she dropped her weight down. His rigid cock stretched her tight elasticity as it sank inside her sheath. The counter forces of their movement burned a bright spark through her pussy nerves that ignited in her brain.
‘Fuck me harder,’ she ordered recklessly, lifting and releasing his length.
He drove upwards again and her tight flesh parted and closed around him, making her nipples tingle and her throat dry from panting. ‘Again.’ The exhaustion of holding herself upright over his oiled-up torso was beginning to bite, especially with the weakening effects of her imminent orgasm.
Reuben had hardly buried his erection inside her a third time when she erupted with a squeal, her tight, muscular walls gripping his member and wringing it mercilessly, each wave harder than the last. He released explosively recognising her high-pitched signal, jerking and thrusting upwards inside her until he had spent every drop. Low, harsh, guttural grunts ripped from the back of his throat, signalling the prevalence of the primitive brain, overriding all conscious human thought.
There was hardly enough energy left in Hayley’s body to return to the floor upright. Reuben had little sympathy as he slowly recovered his rational senses. ‘Well, you will tie a guy up helplessly.’ He laughed, his staccato breath erratic.
Reaching up weakly, she released one of his wrists and he clamped his weighty forearm around her waist to support her hard against him while she undid the other. Her knees were ready to fail.
‘Hayley?’
‘Mmm?’ Her head rested against his chest as he stroked her hair. She felt the solid thudding of his heart.
‘Are we good now?’
She looked up into Reuben’s eyes and saw sincerity. ‘We’re good,’ she reassured him in an exhausted whisper. It was only fair. He had to wonder after the past few days. She finally believed she could handle the emotional intensity.
‘Remember I trusted you, with the blindfold and the wrist restraints?’ he asked tentatively. ‘Well, do you trust me?’
She did. She really did. It wasn’t just the fantastic sex. He wasn’t going to hurt her. ‘I trust you, Reuben.’
He put her to the test. Slowly, Reuben took her face between his hands. Guiding, not holding. He inched closer by degrees until his firm lips pressed softly against hers. At first she stiffened, then slowly relaxed. She knew he understood that it was a big deal for her.
He kissed her. The first time ever.
Chapter Seven
Reuben led Hayley to the showers.
Where the hell had she learnt all that bondage stuff? When Hayley suddenly started trembling, he turned the water up as hot as she could bear it. He knew she was weak from exhaustion. Low blood sugar. Her sexual gymnastics were amazing and any woman less fit wouldn’t have managed what she had done. She had supported her own body weight, fighting the effects of gravity and the slippery slope of his torso while she had given him a mind-blowing fuck. A case of climbing the oily pole. Literally.
He smiled. It made him hot for her, all over again.
As her muscles were still quivering, he manoeuvred her backwards so she got the best of the hot flow. But he didn’t kid himself it was just physical. She was reacting to emotion too. She had let him kiss her. Let him break that unspoken barrier between them.
After he’d done it, he’d felt like whooping and jumping up, punching the air in triumph. He’d resisted the temptation. Didn’t reckon she would appreciate it, somehow.
But she had let him kiss her.
God, how he wanted to kiss her again. He wasn’t about to push his luck.
Reuben squeezed lime shampoo into the palm of his hand. He rubbed it through his fingers and took her head between his hands, massaging the foam through her scalp and down the lengths of her hair. She closed her eyes against his firm, gentle action.
He lifted the strands, rinsing until the suds ran clear away. Next he worked conditioner through and turned her around, her back towards him, so it didn’t wash straight out again. The water cascaded over the curves of her breasts and stomach, running down the mound between her legs. He watched its descent from above her shoulder. He leant back to admire the c
urve of her spine and the divided swell of her buttocks.
God, she was beautiful. His erection prompted him that it was time to take her again. Would it be too soon? Would she reject him for being some insatiable sex beast? He didn’t want to blow this. She really had no idea just how dominant and sexually demanding he could be. For her, he had held back. He knew she was fighting something in her past and he hadn’t wanted to lose her by pushing her too far, too fast. But his body wanted hers. Badly. All the time. So he had to be more intelligent about his pursuit.
He would just have to make her need his pleasuring.
Reuben pushed her hair to one side, over her shoulder. He placed his lips just beneath her ear, dropping a line of soft, nuzzling kisses, and moving downwards. She leant her cheek into his and shivered. Her response gave him confidence. He would show her how good it was to be kissed. All over.
He pressed his mouth to the little rounded bones at the base of her skull where they met the top of her spine. His tongue touched her skin softly and he lapped his way up into her wet hairline, gathering water droplets onto his tongue and letting them roll off again down her neck.
A soft murmur of pleasure escaped her lips.
‘You like that?’ he whispered close to her ear. ‘I’m going to lick every drop of water off your skin. Draw the moisture from your nipples. Suck your pussy till you come real hard.’
Reuben felt her back stiffen. He hoped it was in anticipation and excitement. When she didn’t object, he continued by cupping his mouth to the flesh at the top of her spine. He sucked firmly, creating a vacuum which lifted the muscle from her bone, before releasing it. Slowly working his way downwards, he stopped at every vertebra until his mouth nestled at the cleft of her buttocks.
He worked his mouth across one firm globe and then the other, giving small nips with his teeth to bring her from her increasingly relaxed state back to the edge again. His cock throbbed with excitement, his balls tightened with tension.
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