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She admired her handy work, delicate knots intertwining around Billy’s body, effectively keeping him in place. His clothes helped to lessen the damage to his skin as he tugged helplessly against his restraints. He strained his arms trying to loosen the restricting knots around his arms, which only rubbed his skin raw. She smirked, knowing he was completely at her mercy.
He was in a vulnerable position, even while clothed. Dark rope framed his pecs, with another rope wrapping around his neck, forming a V-shape. His arms rested in the small of his back, unable to move against the thick ropes tied expertly in a makeshift handcuff around his forearms. His knees were planted firmly on the bed, spread widely to allow easy access to each part of his body. Each of his thighs and calves had more rope snaking around them, not allowing for any movement of his legs. A red, shiny ball gag rested in his mouth, only allowing muffled noises to escape from his lips. Rebecca wanted to drink in the beautiful sight of Billy, bound and pretty.
She took a few steps backwards, eyeing him tensing under the veil of uncertainty. Behind him was a small metal table lined with various toys. Metal implements clanged as she shuffled them around. They were thin, beaded rods that came in a range of sizes. Bundles of thin rope sat prepared for her use on Billy. She simpered as she inspected a large black dildo with circular rings connecting. If she so desired she could insert it and watch as it vibrated mercilessly against his prostate. A thick leather collar sat amongst the other objects she planned to use, and a small ring near the front held a tag. His name was daintily etched into the metal. She wanted to put it on him after she had made him feel good. Each clink on the table made him shiver in anticipation. She glanced over each item before landing on a pair of silver scissors. She wanted to get a good look at his body before she thoroughly worked him over.
The first thing she cut was the straps of his tank top, pulling each of the straps through the ropes slowly, agonizingly so. As his chest was exposed, cold air sent shivers down his spine. She smiled, toying with his hard nipples. Bending down, she licked his areolas, savoring each shiver she sent through him. He wriggled helplessly, not sure whether to enjoy the sensation or to hate it. She continued to snip until his shirt was torn to shreds and she could easily discard it.
At this point his body was beginning to react on its own, his pants tightening uncomfortably. She traced her fingers along his arms, trailing her fingers steadily downward, leaving stinging trails in their wake. The pain was tolerable, and left his body feeling tingly and desperate for more. Her hand made its way to his thighs, continuing until she was able to palm at his covered cock. His body jumped, chasing the pleasure of pressure against his slowly hardening dick. She wanted to tease the desperate noises she knew he could make out of his mouth. More and more muffled moans were escaping his mouth as she painstakingly removed his belt and undid the button on his jeans, each movement slow and deliberate. As the zipper was drawn down, Rebecca saw the uncomfortable tent in his underwear. Pre cum was already leaking out of his cock, creating a wet patch that was noticeable against his light underwear.
She lazily rubbed at his tip through the cloth, eliciting a long, whiny moan from beneath the gag. She watched for a few seconds before grabbing the scissors once again. She wanted access to his ass, making precise cuts down the legs and in the crotch. His eyes were glued to her, watching as his skin was exposed even more to her gaze. The only thing covering him now was his underwear, and the thought made his cock twitch.
He whined needily, trying to twist his body in order to relieve the discomfort he felt. She wanted to toy with him, nipping on the skin of his neck and trailing down towards his stomach with soft kisses. She felt his stomach jump and tense under her teeth and tongue. She licked along his naval, leaving a cool trail that made his stomach flutter. Just above the waistband of his underwear she left red, sore bite marks. She wanted each inch of his pale skin to be marked with her presence, an unwavering sign of her.
His underwear was completely soiled now, covering his dick and balls in a thin sheen of pre cum. She thought that he had finally had enough teasing, sliding her fingers effortlessly under the elastic, slipping the cold scissors against his skin to cut them away. He flinched at the chilled metal on his hot, sensitive skin. The air on his exposed dick was a shock to his system. It made his already needy body want even more, and thankfully he knew Rebecca would give it to him. She returned to the table behind him, grabbing a handful of toys to play with. The smallest of the beaded sounding rods hung on her finger from a small ring. She also grabbed a small bottle of lube, placing each of the objects between his spread legs. His fists clenched at the sight, and he squirmed around on the bed. She smirked at his reaction, before pushing him down onto his back. His knees immediately tried to close, which earned him a smack on his ass. Rebecca wouldn’t put up with him trying to hide himself away from her, and so she grabbed a large metal bar from her table. It slotted perfectly around his thighs, thick straps keeping it in place.
He struggled fruitlessly to close his legs, mumbling useless pleas under the red gag. His cheeks were rosy with embarrassment, yet his body betrayed him. His stomach felt hot and his dick jumped at the vulnerability of his position. If he continued to squirm she would have to tie him down even more, completely restricting his movement. She saw his breathing pick up, his attention deprived cock leaking steadily with need. The click of a lid opening drew his eyes upward, lube spilling messily down the thin rod. His body felt flush with heat and muscles tensed as it was brought towards his tip, teasing against the slit. He moaned again, the intense feeling of pleasure ripping it out of him after being neglected for so long. She steadily lowered the rod into his hard cock. His fists grasped the sheets in desperation as she allowed it to sink as far as it could go, allowing the ring on the top to rest against him. She grabbed a small pile of the thin rope she prepared, and began to swiftly fasten it to the rod. She didn’t want it slipping out until she wanted him to come. He desperately strained his arms, trying to reach around to pleasure himself. Rebecca smiled. She loved watching him strain under her ropes, picked out to contrast his beautiful skin.
Continuing her exploration of his body led her towards his supple ass. She trailed her fingers down his hard dick, stroking it. He whined again, more precum spilling out despite the rod. She once again took her nails and ran them across his skin and over his balls. She swept her fingers lightly across his skin until they touched the tight ring of muscle directly below. He tensed, stopping her from pressing her fingers into his tight ass. She sighed, applying more lube liberally on a single finger. She forced her finger past the tight ring, drawing out a loud but muffled whine of pleasure. She worked them in and out before adding a second. The stretching burned, yet each time they were pushed in he felt even better. His head pushed into the mattress as a third was added. The feeling in his dick had become overwhelming, each prod from her fingers sending shockwaves through his body. She poured more of the cool gel onto his ass, taking her time to thoroughly stretch his tight hole. Each knuckled rubbed his walls, making his whole body twitch in pleasure. When Rebecca added a fourth finger he lost it. The ball gag dampened the majority of his lewd noises, but some were so loud they broke through anyway. Drool ran down his chin, coating the sheets he laid on. Once she knew he was stretched enough, she removed her lube covered fingers. The stretching and the rod set his nerves on fire, body constantly tensing in a weak attempt to release the excruciating pressure.
She wasn’t done, returning to the table for the black prostate massager. With the copious amounts of slick lube and his stretched hole the large object slipped in effortlessly. He bucked his hips upwards, trying desperately to provide movement to satiate his body. When he couldn’t gain any traction he flopped back down, panting and whimpering. She had to fight against his growing body spasms to wrap each ring around his steadily dripping cock. Once they were securely wrapped around the base of his cock and his balls she stood back to admire her work. At this point she wouldn’t even have to turn on the vibrations with how much he writhed in discomfort.
He was completely ruined beneath her, despite the lack of effort on her part. Saliva now created a slight pool under his body, and his eyes nearly rolled back into his head at the stimuli. Tears streamed down his face freely now. A sheen of sweat covered every inch of his skin. Each rut of his lower half in a vain attempt to get himself off made Rebecca increasingly aroused herself. She catalogued his every move, and each sound replaying in her mind drove her mad.
She began hastily stripping her own clothes off, easily taking off her vest and pants. She also slipped off her underwear, which also garnered a damp spot. Pleasing Billy had come first, but the intoxicating sight of him squirming for release switched a flip in her mind. She stalked towards him on the bed, sitting down just below his ass. He barely had time to register the new weight on him before she gently placed her legs onto his hips and lifted herself up, lowering herself onto his dick. The bar spreading his knees was directly in front of her, and she could easily grip onto it to grind herself onto him further. He jerked at the sudden warmth that surrounded his cock, practically yelping. He wanted to cry out and protest, to make Rebecca loosen the constricting bonds so he could let go, but the weak noises never left his mouth. She ruthlessly bounced on him, the rope inside of her rubbing in all of the right places. She was quickly reaching her climax, loud moans escaping each time she moved. Billy’s own moans also increased in volume as his torso trembled. She tightened around his vulnerable cock as she finally reached her climax. She threw her head back and bit her lip, a smirk ghosting across her face before she lifted herself off of Billy.
His body was beginning to shut down, his mind going fuzzy. She noticed the glossy look in his eyes, as if he wasn’t really present and in the moment. She thought he had finally endured enough of her teasing. Her hands expertly untied the bonds around his legs, slipping the thick rope out from his knees. She also removed the bar spreading his legs wide open, and as she did he immediately dropped them. Without the ropes his legs trembled, and he tried to weakly prod his dick with his thighs. She gently pushed them out of the way and slowly undid each knot keeping the sounding rod firmly in place.
His whole body tensed and spasmed as the rod was, excruciatingly slowly, removed from his hard dick. The added friction from removing it caused him to orgasm hard. Each spurt of cum had violent flinches occurring in his hips. It sent thick strings of the warm liquid onto his chest and the bedsheets surrounding him. Stars formed in his vision from the intensity of the orgasm. The amount of cum was indescribable, built up through the long time denying its escape.
His body sagged as he finished, exhaustion evident on his face. The next item to leave was the red ball gag, now slippery with his saliva. Words still wouldn’t escape his lips. Rebecca gently wiped away the remaining drool with the sheets and dried his eyes of the tears he had shed. She hummed, moving herself toward his backside. Moving the dildos straps off of his cock and pulling it out of his battered hole left his overstimulated body wrung completely dry.
He curled into a ball, eyes fluttering shut. His once ragged breathing even out into calm, even breaths. For now, she reasoned, he could rest. She quietly left the room to begin drawing a warm bath for him to cleanse his body. As it ran she gathered soft, clean clothes to put him into and new linen to replace the stained ones. She wet a rag and gently wiped down her own body before drying it with a nearby towel. A new shirt and pants were slipped on once she was adequately cleaned, allowing her to check on the water levels in comfort. It was nearly full, lukewarm water and soapy bubbles swishing around. She walked back to Billy, trying to rouse him from his short sleep. He grumbled in his half asleep state, before begrudgingly leaving the comfort of the bed.
He easily slipped into the water, his body's tense muscles relaxing at the overwhelmingly comfortable temperature. Rebecca popped open a bottle to fill her hand with a sweet smelling soap. She softly worked the suds into his hair. The tender touches along his scalp let him fall bonelessly onto the tub's back, breathy moans of pleasure once again escaping him. She also grabbed bar soap, lathering it against her palms before methodically cleaning each section of his pale skin. She loved the red marks the dark rope left along his chest, arms and legs. Each march she has left with her mouth sat proudly against his skin, showing how she was his, and he was hers.
When she eventually reached his bottom, she announced that she was going to touch his still quite sensitive dick. Even knowing it was going to happen didn’t stop him from trying to escape the touch. She took it extremely slow, barley grazing and making sure to finish up as quickly as possible. She also cleaned his loosened hole, and the intrusion caused him to clench around her fingers.
As the tub drained she dried his skin and hair with a thick, soft towel. He leaned into the comforting touch, and she smiled. Whenever they did an exhausting scene he would become particularly pliable, allowing her to treat him with the affection he did to her. He would drink up the attention she doled out to him. She pulled the soft cotton shirt over his head, then brought clean underwear up his leg. He was about ready to pass out, so she led him towards their bedroom. Before he could sleep she efficiently pulled the spoiled sheets off and replaced them. He slipped into the warm blankets immediately, the plush pillows feeling like heaven to his sleepy mind.
She slipped in beside him, loving the warmth he exuded from his body. She would always cherish the way his smile formed after he had drifted off completely, a content look filling his face.
