I press my cheek into his hand and after enjoying the little kiss I look over towards the wall and what hangs waiting to be used.
May I Sir?
I ask this as I walk away and place my hand on a heavy leather flogger. I see so much that I like but decide I should start out small with something that I crave. I carry it back to where he sits and offer it and myself to him.
Would you have chosen differently Sir? Maybe you can select something that peeks your interest too?
I make my way to the small ref box and return quickly to hand it over as I look in anxious anticipation for what lies inside, my excitement starting to show a little.
Bella is as eager as a child on Christmas morning to see what lies within the leather box. A she holds it I take out a long pair of leather gloves that will fit her like a second skin They well caresses the entire length of her arms there are little sliver buckles along there ebony length.
"Put them on Bella and then turn around your hands by your side and the back of your hands together and placed behind you."
My eyes go huge at the sight of the beautiful gloves. Not what I expected at all. I think CG has a few surprises in store for me.
Thank you Sir, they are beautiful!
I pull them slowly up my arms and examine them, turning my arms over and around loving their tight feel.
As instructed I place my gloved hands behind my back and show them to him.
I sweep her hair from the nape of her neck the stray wisps of hair dance in my warm moist breathe. A sensual little kiss. as I draw the little strap of the gloves through its matching buckle at Bella's wrists and draw it tight. Slowly each buckle is fasten and Bella's arms are drawn back and together her breast thrust up and out as her arms are buckled and bound in the skin tight leather gloves.
His breath on my neck is intoxicating; being so close to him makes its easier to listen.
As soon as the straps are tightened I feel better still and more at ease. Being tightly bound has a comforting effect, releasing an element of choice and one less thing for me to fight against.
I look to him to steady me and his hands support me as I move onto my knees vulnerable before him. Once on the ground I shift my weight to move my legs further apart as he has asked. My breast have been forced out and my nipples graze the fabric of his pants sending a chill up my spine. I look strait ahead, he is so close I can almost taste him…
The feel of her skin those soft eyes so trusting and the little shutter of breathe as Bella visibly relaxes once she is bound tells me though she is innocent, I think no stranger to the darker passions. I run my fingers through her tawny golden hair and let that silken mane drip from my fingers. Taking a step back I admire the sensual curves of her bound form. Her up-thrust breasts capped with taunt soft pink rosebud nipples atop puffy dusky pink areolas. the sweet musky fragrance of her arousal shimmering on the moist pedals of her labia.
I step from Bella's line of sight and return to the crimson leather box to draw out the wide posture collar. The heat of my body bathes Bella's back as I sweep aside her golden tresses the leather of the collar caresses the sensual bow of the young beauty's neck her chin rises her gaze cast up as the collar is buckled into place. Finger tips trail down her naked shoulder hot moist breath caresses her spine. The chill of cold iron encircles her trim ankles and a seductive...... click... sensually whispers to her as her ankles are imprisoned. Bella's bound wrist are drawn down and back to the bar that binds her ankles her back arching and offering her firm young breasts up like precious succulent fruit.
I pick up the heavy flogger that Bella has chosen and drape it over her shoulder. As I circle her, coming into her view once more, the log thin strands of leather caress her soft silken skin cascade from her shoulder to drape across her breasts. A single strands clings jealously to her taunt nipple unwilling to leave the suculent bud.
"Are you ready Bella?"
I give my wrist a little flick and the long sinuous leathery fingers slither to life eager to taste the supple young flesh so sweetly offered .
Each time any part of him touches me I seek more, moving slightly, pressing against him, closing my eyes to savor the moment. His hands leave my hair too soon, when I lazily open my eyes I find him taking in the details on display for him. I fight the urge to turn from his gaze, not wanting my apprehension to show. I want to be here, nowhere else, but I can’t stop the thoughts that my novice submission will offend this great Master, my head falling forward.
In the brief moment of his absence the strain of the arm bindings begins to be felt in my shoulders. I attempt to move them slightly to release some pressure but all I am successful in achieving is the further thrusting out of my breasts. My body begins to show my desire to be in the Catacombs, even if my emotions are on the shaky side. I feel the warmth of his body, he is behind me, my head being the only part of my body that I control turns to find him holding…
”Oh no….”
The words slip out before I can take them back and I am sure that I can detect a slight hint of amusement in his manner. My neck, I won’t be able to look away, I won’t be able to hide, but then…his hand on my neck is all it takes for me to offer my throat to him, so that it may be incased in the stiff leather.
A shiver is sent down my spine as her traces its outline with just the tips of his fingers then continuing down to my legs where my knees move further apart to properly accommodate the spreader bar. As he locks the cuffs into place and pulls my body back attaching my wrists, I am finally completely helpless. No movement of body is allowed in his skillful binds. I am thankful that I now won’t be able to hide no matter how strong the urge, no fighting it just the complete joy that can only be found in submission.
I see him once more as I feel the instrument of discipline that I choose with my own hands. As I feel the soft leather for the first time caressing my tender nipples I try to push my chest further still and am teased mercilessly by a single stand.
“Are you ready Bella”
With my body arched completely exposed to him I breath out on a heavy sigh.
“Yes Sir, I am ready.”
When the last piece of leather leaves my body I close my eyes in anticipation of the first strike.
I see the love of leather in Bella's soft eyes. the mere touch has them smoldering with forbidden sinful desire. her arousal is plain the sweet dew nectar shimmering in the harsh white light that leaves Bella no place to hide. My dark hazel eyes now flecked with gold hold those stunning eyes. A smile bows my lips as this golden haired beauty so wantonly arches her body to the caress of leather thrusting her breast up and out.
CRACK
Like a shot the crack of the flogger shatters the stillness of the catacombs. The sinuous leather tongues warp around Bella and greedily lick at her breasts and nipples.
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK
The firry little tongues lick at her inner thighs their firry kisses lap at her labia. Again and again the flogger curls around Bella's supple young body. Their firry kisses caress every inch of her flawless silken skin. I loop the flogger around that slender neck drawing her sweet ripe lips to mine in a searing kiss to steal her breath away.
The first crack of the leather against my sensitive breast causes a loud gasp to leap from mouth as my shoulders fight in vain to bring my arms around me in a protective shield. Without a moment to worry where the next strike will land my thighs light on fire and I struggle helplessly to close my legs. The large muscles in my thighs grow taught to try and gain some semblance of control over these new sensations. My eyes grow wide in shock of how strong the crack of the leather is. This was my selection right? How silly of me to think that the soft leather would be an easy introduction to his form of discipline. My eyes lock onto his searching for his next move but they reveal nothing of his plans as the leather slams against my bare pussy leaving me in a confused state somewhere between pain, fear, desire and want for more of what lies ahead. The leather curls and snaps in an unrelenting rhythm all over my body as I imagine my skin turning pink from the hard kisses of the leather.
The power exuded from him when he loops the flogger around my neck and draws me to a kiss causes the faintest growl to travel from my mouth to his. I boldly thrust my tongue into his mouth as I begin to feel greedy, my need rising from one of the only places I can still control. As he sucks me into him I become acutely aware that he controls even my mouth now, my body responding purely to his biding.
I savor Bella's frenzied kiss the desperate need in it as I let her express her lust in that single kiss let her revel in the illusion that she has control. slowly I draw my lips from hers, deny her, her illusion and let reality caress her mind and spirit.
"More mia Bella or have you had your fill of the leathers seductive kiss and sensual caress."
The sinuous leathery fingers of the flogger slither across her satin skin cascading down over her up thrust breasts to caress Bella's inner thighs.
I strain to follow his lips as he pulls away but I am held securely in place as he wishes. I want more of him, more of his soft lips on mine his breath mingling with my breath as we exhale together as he denies me of what I want.
But more there will be….
“More of the caress?” I head him ask.
The leather moves softly across my tender skin, the slowness making me shiver in anticipation. As the fingers reach further down I can feel them trail the evidence of my arousal across my thigh and without a second more of contemplation I say,
Her answer comes in less than a heartbeat in a rush over those sweet ripe lips.
“Please Sir, please may I have more....”
Bella's voice a husky passion filled whisper. The back of my hand caresses her cheek My thumb caresses it's flawless beauty. I drape the flogger over the edge of the rack and smile at the wondering look of disappointment in Bella's smoldering eyes. Again I return to that crimson leather box and draw from it the next little device to test Bella with. A soft sensual hummmm caresses her ears as I return to my kneeling beauty. Resting in the hollow of my hand is a small egg, across my arm rest a crimson leather harness if delicate strips of thin leather. Stooping before Bella I place the little humming egg to her to her clit. The delicate crimson harness is hastened around the young beauty's trim little waist to hold the little humming egg snuggly nestled to Bella's clit.
Rising I retrieve the supple flogger a flick of my wrist and the sinuous supple leather tongues sensually caress the kneeling beauty as their greedy little tongues lick at her breasts and nipples their firry kisses enflaming ever never in the girl's supple young body
I was sure that I would quickly feel the sting of the leather once more, I braced for it as best I could preparing for its onslaught. It doesn’t come, he walks away, denial once more but then a twist, an addition to his offer and my request.
I hear it before I see it, the low quick hum a bullet I was not expecting. It is already on when he touches it my swollen sensitive clit. The sudden strong sensation hits my body so strongly that any piece of me that I can move begins to twitch, an attempt to feel something other than just that one single unrelenting pulse between my legs.
As he gathers the flogger back to his hand and joins me it must be obvious that I am trying to escape from what he has intended I experience, but I only know my own needs, his are still a mystery to me.
I flinch as much is possible at the first rounds of leather hitting against my skin. When asked to make a selection this evening I only selected the flogger because I thought I could withstand it whipping against my back, it never occurred to me that the flogger would not even visit this part of me.
His relentless use of the flogger against my ever growing sensitive reddening skin allows me to stop my flinching, placing my mind on his movement not my own. When I finally give up trying to hide from what he has chosen for me I begin to embrace it. My legs relax and move just a bit wider, my shoulders grow soft and I no longer struggle to keep my head up, and instead I allow the thick collar to do the work for me. I actively push my chest our trying to catch each piece of leather before it lands. I can’t escape the unwavering hum tearing my defenses apart. The feelings are coming too fast, I no longer have the want to hold back as each hit against my skin takes me further under his spell. After each connection I lock my eyes onto his letting him know exactly what I am feeling with just a look but now as I embrace the need rising quickly to the surface I let my voice join in as my breathing becomes shallow and quick.
“Sa sa Sir, please, more please, just a few more…”
I watch as The bound young beauty fights to confront and control her supple young body. Her vain attempts at control fruitless as my newest gift to her does its seductive work. Slowly as Bella's silken skin is decorated with a fine lattice work of crimson strips she once more relaxes that gorgeous body of hers. I am pleased as her legs relax and move just a bit wider, shoulders relax, grow soft and no longer struggle to keep her head up, and instead allowing the thick collar to do the work for me. the way Bella actively pushes her chest our trying to catch each piece of leather before it lands.
I love how she embraces her submission, her smoldering eyes a delight her voice a thin breathy thread as she gasp and so sweetly pleads.
“Sa sa Sir, please, more please, just a few more…”
CRACK, CRACK, CRACK
The leathery fingers of the flogger dance across Bella's delicate inner thighs. Those sinuous tongues lick at her breasts and nipples, their firry kiss lap at the young beauty's tormented pussy.
Each lap of the leather against my sensitive and ever increasing sore nipples sends shock waves added to my already besieged pussy. I don’t know how I have held back this long dancing on the edge of an orgasm that promises to shatter my senses. My body climbs higher and higher until I hear his deep voice cut through strait to my core.
"Bella you may cum now my dear."
His permission sets me finally free.
“Okay Sir”, spills out of mouth in between deep gasps as his voice sends me even higher. As I feel myself beginning to shatter I unconsciously repeat, okay (deep breath), oh god (deeper breath), okay Sir (quicker breath), thank you Sir (short intake), oh god….
My knees dig into the floor and my hair is tossed as my head shakes side to side as I cum for him.
As soon as my orgasm passes I begin a relentless pleading….
“No more Sir, please stop, please Sir I cant take it.”
Bella is so adorable as she throw her head back and screams out her ecstasy I love her sweet voice as she gasps and pants the few words she can manage her body shaken and consumed with the intensity of her orgasm. then spent a her body shimmering in a fine sheen of sweat finally gasps.
“No more Sir, please stop, please Sir I cant take it.”
" No more then Bella."
My lips brush hers in a soft kiss that is fleeting as it is tempting. Again my hand sweeps her matted hair from her slender neck. The posture collar removed a kiss to the nape of Bella's neck. Next the soft metallic
click
Releases her ankles from their imprisonment. each buckle from Bella's wrist to her shoulders is loosed the long leather gloves drawn from her shoulders. I help the spent beauty to her feet and last of all the humming little egg is removed.
I breath a deep sweet sigh of relief from the easing of the eggs relentless movement. His kiss completes the calming of my senses and I am then once again able to move my neck. I turn to watch as he moves around me, slowly and caringly releasing all that binds me. I struggle to get my legs underneath me as the egg is removed from my shaking legs.
Exhausted and soreness settling into my muscles I collapse into his chest. Just a brief moment goes by before I look up into his eyes and quietly murmur,
I hold her to me my own unanswered arousal pressing to her quivering belly. the only barrier the clothing I wear. i let my fingers once more run through her tawny golden hair as her breathing slowly begins to steady.
As I slowly come back down to earth I savor the closeness of our bodies. My stay so far in the Catacombs had put us at a distance, our only connection coming from movement and rituals with a tease in between of his contact on my skin.
The faintest hint of a smile moves across my face as he pulls me tight against him and I now for the first time have proof of his arousal. I push up against him as I rise onto my tip-toes and begin to kiss his neck as I trail my nails up and down his back.
As my hands move up and down the length of his back I continue to kiss and nibble at his neck. My hands move around and press hard to his chest where they find the column of buttons on his shirt that my hands cant manage to ignore. I push my hips tighter against him while my teeth reach his ear and on a slow exhalation of breath I ask,
Bella's little loving kisses, nibbles, and caresses only increase my arousal as she presses her supple young body to mine. Her taunt nipples dig into my chest as she streches and seductively breaths
“May I Sir?”
"You May Bella.
My dark hazel eyes gaze down into her softly smoldering eyes.
A gentle sigh lets him know I am relieved by his permission to continue. My delicate fingers although trembling easily maneuver around the buttons as I gently pull the ends of his shirt loose from his pants. When I take each hand in turn to loosen the shirt from his wrists I become strangely aware that I am taking his hands and the feeling of being allowed to undress him makes me lightheaded with happiness. I run my hands up his chest lightly letting my nails scrap against his skin until I reach his shoulders, my hands move under the neck urging the shirt along as it falls to the floor. With one obstacle down and my hands gripping his shoulders for support I look to him for a sign that I may continue or that my request is too bold.