BDSM story written and copyrighted by me

SassyMo70

The Tapestry

Need rolled through her, raw and uncompromising. A thick heavy throb settled between her legs accented by viscous fluid leaking from her core. She moaned softly leaning her head against one of her arms bound above her head.

She straddled the Symbian, set low between her legs so that only two inches of the dildo was able to penetrate her at once. It thrust in and out of her in a slow rhythm that was driving her mad…never giving it to her fast enough to push her over the edge or at a depth that would help to assuage the raging need.
Her world was dark, the black silk blindfold ensuring no light penetrated to give her an idea of her surroundings. Little plugs had been placed in her ears so she couldn’t hear.

The world was reduced to the sensation building between her thighs…her sight and sound have gone…all she could do was feel.
She whimpered as tears soaked into the silk around her face…she wanted to rock…to thrust her hips down to capture the dildo that was barely making itself felt…to take it satisfyingly deep but that wasn’t possible.

Her ankles were secured to the floor shoulder-width apart leaving her body stretched between the ceiling and the floor unable to do anything but take what he did to her. Her body jolted as a wide leather strap struck the under the curve of her buttocks briefly curving around them before leaving a wide swath of fire in its wake.
She shuddered as the reverberations from the stroke went through her pussy to her aching clit. The sensation sent another rush of fluid to coat the tip of the dildo barely penetrating her hungry sheath.

Another stroke of the strap came and then another…each one pushing her closer to the orgasm lying just out of her reach. Three more strokes landed her breath coming in pants of anticipation but then there was nothing.
A little sob escaped her as she absorbed the sensations…the fire in her ass, the throbbing in her clit and the sweet ache in her core magnifying her need to unbearable proportions.

“Please….” she finally cried to what felt like the empty void surrounding her.

She gave a sigh of relief when a familiar hand stroked up her back gently then cupped her nape before moving to her ear and removing one of the plugs. He leaned close and she shivered as she felt his breath against the back of her ear and the side of her neck.

“Do you need something little girl?” he asked in a raspy whisper.

She licked her lips with another moan, “More please give me more. I ache so badly.”

A big hand cupped her mound as his thumb played over her swollen clit making her gasp. “Is this what you need?”

She whimpered, “I need more…more inside me too…oooh…please…please…”

She felt him smile against her neck before he nipped her lightly on the shoulder then he moved his hand off her mound and she felt him doing something between her thighs. Then the dildo slammed up into her hard as two fingers settled around her clit.

The machine fucked her hard while his fingers worried her clit and she came with a scream. “Ooooohooooo!”

The machine didn’t stop, it got faster and deeper the head of the dildo bottoming out against her cervix with every inward thrust while she hung helplessly in her bonds as he continued to play with her clit. His other hand stroked over her stinging bottom before it slipped between her cheeks and two fingers drove inside her tight asshole.
“That’s it…take it…take everything I give you baby,” he commanded her as sensation bombarded her body. She came again and again until the pleasure all blended together in an orgasm that seemed to be as never-ending as it was relentless.

She screamed out in ecstasy until she was hoarse and only little raspy whispers escaped her as he wrung every ounce of pleasure possible from her. Finally, he removed his hands from her and turned off the machine.
Every nerve in her body still seemed to hum and pulse with a pleasure that was almost painful in its intensity as he undid her bonds and lifted her boneless form into his arms. She couldn’t help the little mewling whimpers that came from her lips as every step seemed to stimulate her further.

“Shhh little one…” he whispered as he laid her in their bed and removed the damp blindfold from her eyes.

She lay still trying to accustom herself to the overload of sensation still rioting through her body, it reminded her of roller skating as a child and the sensation of being on skates still echoing through her feet once she was back in her tennis shoes.
Except of course she still felt the dildo sliding in and out of her pussy and his fingers in her ass and on her clit. She chuckled to herself at the analogy and the huge difference between the causes of the sensations.
“Feeling better?” he asked her as he returned with a bowl of warm water and a washcloth.

She smiled as she looked shyly away as if he hadn’t cared for her a hundred times this way. It always felt a little like being reborn when they finished an intense scene with new sensations…she emerged from submission like a foal taking its first steps and he was always there to guide her way back to the real world.
In some ways leaving that place of perfect peace he brought her to by the end of the scene was soul-wrenching. She loved that floaty place when the world went silent but since he was also her reality, coming back to Earth also had its rewards.

He bathed her gently, allowing her to come back to him in slow degrees as he saw to her most basic needs. Long ago this aspect of aftercare had mortified her but now she saw the beauty in it…the beauty in the silken threads that bound her to this man.

Together they wove an exquisite tapestry of the dance of dominance and submission.

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