Chapter 61 – Bow

Sasha’s POV


How did I end up in this position? I was blindfolded, lying on my back with my hands and feet bound to the headboard and foot board. I had been there for what felt like hours. Nef was teasing me, trailing scarves, and feathers, and lips, and hands all over my body. I couldn’t see what she was doing so my sense of touch was hyperaware. I could feel ever little caress and tickle, none of which were where I wanted them to be. I wanted her to touch my privates. I wanted her to wrap her lips around my cock and suck. I wanted her to wrap her hands around my aching erections and stroke it until I burst. I begged her for it. I pleaded with her but she wouldn’t budge. When I squirmed too much she tickled me, saying that if I didn’t behave she would punish me.

“Please Nef, I need you.” Oh sweet mercy just let her put me out of my misery.

My skin was sticky and I was sweating. My desperate pleas seemed to finally move her and I felt her hands touch my cock. If I hadn’t been blindfolded she would have seen my eyes roll back into my head. I immediately thrust up into her hands, desperate for release. She let me thrust as hard and as fast as I could. My body began to tremble with my approaching orgasm and I gasped out her name. Yes. Just a little more and I would cum.

I felt her hands pull back and I barely contained the scream of disappointment. No, not this again. I can’t take it right now. Nef told me it was called orgasm denial. She would work me right to the edge of orgasm only to back off before I could actually cum. She did it twice more and I could feel the blood pulsing through my cock and the precum dripping from the tip. I don’t think I’ve ever been this hard before. I promised her anything, promised her everything if she would just let me cum.

She grabbed my cock again, one hand slowly stroking it while the other hand held my hips against the bed. Slowly she worked me back to the edge. My body trembled hard and I whispered pleas for her to finish me off. Her hand sped up and I had reached that point of no return. My breath hitched and I was cumming, hard; my body violently convulsing and spasming on the bed. I thought I might pass out from the force of it.

“Thank you,” I said as I tried to control my panting.

She uttered a sound of displeasure and her hand continued to stroke my gradually wilting cock. I winced away from her. I was always super sensitive after an orgasm. I wanted her to stop touching me there.

“It wasn’t much,” she said.

I had no idea what she was talking about, instead focusing on trying to get my sensitive cock out of her hand.

“Stop, please,” I whimpered. It was really uncomfortable.

She didn’t, instead she asked “Did you cum while you were away?”

“No,” I answered, still trying to squirm out of her grasp.

“Don’t lie.”

“I not.” This was like torture!

She pulled the blindfold off my eyes with her free hand and pointed to the mess on my stomach. The room was dim – she’d pulled the blackout curtains shut – so my eyes adjusted rather quickly.

“It wasn’t much,” she repeated.

I tried to think but it was hard to do while she was still stroking my sensitive cock. The puddle on my stomach looked normal. It looked like what it was – cum. The puddle was smaller compared to the ones from Friday when I masturbated in the bathroom of the hotel – fuck!

“I not – “I began but stopped at the look on her face. She knew I was lying.

“When?” she asked.

“Friday,” I asked, my breath hitching in my throat as she continued to stroke the sensitive head.

Her hand stopped but she didn’t release my cock. “How many times?”

“Two.”

She released my cock and wiped the mess from her hands and my stomach. She untied me, helped me sit up on the bed, and gave me a glass of water. My throat and mouth were dry. I’m in trouble. I know it. I didn’t say anything; I just looked down at my hands. I had red lines on my wrists from struggling against the ropes.

“You’re going to be punished.”

I nodded, that much was clear. When she lay down beside me on the bed I was confused. She said that I was going to be punished but she made no move to do so.

“Not now, rest for a little while,” she said.

I lay down beside her and she informed me that from now on I wasn’t allowed to cum again unless I had her permission to do so. She told me that if I wanted to cum then I had to ask for permission and wait until she granted it. It seemed simple enough. I tried apologizing but she told me to be quiet and to lie still. My body had stopped convulsing and the remaining tremors were slight. I dozed for about an hour before Nef woke me. She had me kneel on the floor at the foot of the bed.

”What did I tell you before you left?” she asked, standing in front of me. Her voice was hard, not a trace of the softness from before.

”Not to touch myself while I was gone.”

”And did you obey me?”

”No.”

She moved closer to me and lifted her right leg to brace it on the foot board beside my head. It pinned me between the bed and her body. She leaned forward so that her face was right above mine. It was imposing so I tried to move backward only to be stopped by the foot board.

”Why did you lie?”

”I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to be upset with me.”

“Let’s play a game,” she said.

She walked toward the dresser and picked up two items – one in her left hand and one in her right hand. She turned to me and said “choose.” The item in her left hand was a red ribbon and the item in her right hand was a small paddle. The paddle I got – if I chose that I would be spanked. The ribbon I didn’t get. It wasn’t long enough to tie me up with besides there was more than enough rope on the bed. I knew that I didn’t want to be spanked with a paddle. That was a given fact. I decided that the ribbon couldn’t be as bad as the paddle so I chose that. Nef smiled and put the paddle back on the dresser.

She instructed me to lie on the bed with my legs spread and I did. She sat between them and tied the ribbon snugly around the base of my cock and balls. It was tight, but not unbearably so. She made a bow on top and I had to fight the urge to smirk. A bow on my dick – the perfect Christmas present?

She used the silk scarf to bind my wrist together but didn’t attach it to the headboard. She straddled me, leaning over and kissing me passionately. I looped my arms over her head so that I could hold her against me. I’d wanted to do this since she came over this morning. I’d missed having her in my arms. I could feel her hips swiveling against mine and I wanted to be inside of her. It wasn’t long before I was hard again. I hadn’t been able to touch her, to please her because she wanted absolute control.

I used my body to turn us over so that she was on her back and I was nestled between her legs. I braced my elbows on either side of her head and proceeded to kiss her with all that I had.

“Nef, I still want you.”

She reached over to the nightstand to grab a condom and I pulled back. After rolling it onto me she pulled off her underwear.

“Leave the corset and boots, please?” I asked her.

She pushed me back onto the bed and eased herself down onto me. She was so warm and wet, and exactly what I wanted.

“Yes,” I groaned.

I know I say this a lot but I love being inside her. It feels right. It feels like home and every time we make love it’s like I can feel how much she loves me. It’s like I can show her how much I love her so that she understands just how much I’ve come to need her.

She took her pleasure from my body, doing exactly what she needed to find her release. Her hips moved quickly and her hand snaked down to massage her clit. I angled my hips upward and met her for every thrust. I wanted to see her cum. She had been so calm and controlled while we were playing, pushing aside her own arousal to focus on me. I wanted to see her lose it the way I had when I found my release.

I could feel the rhythmic pulsing of her inner muscles and I knew she was close. I braced my feet on the bed so that I could thrust harder against her. My own arousal made itself known and I thought that if I could thrust hard enough I might be able to cum with her. She fell forward, placing a hand on each side of my head. She arched her back, opening herself up to my thrusting.

“Yes,” she panted. “Harder…that’s it…fuck me harder!”

“Close,” I said. “I gonna cum.”

She screamed and bit my shoulder as she came. She was squeezing me in her impossible heat. I thrust harder trying to find my own release but I couldn’t. The ribbon felt like it was strangling my cock. I sat up, trying to flip us over again but Nef pushed me back down on the bed. Her body was still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm but she was laughing.

“What’s wrong, Kitten?” she taunted. “Did I tie it too tight?”

She moved off of me and looked down at my cock. It was almost as red as the ribbon tied around it. I reached for the bow on the ribbon and she swatted my hands away. I was close, so close I felt like I could cum at any moment.

“You weren’t going to cum without permission were you?” she asked. Damn it. I’d forgotten about that.

“Please! I close.”

She pulled of the condom and tossed it in the waste basket. She knelt between my legs and snaked her tongue around the head of my cock. She lapped at the precum there.

“Do you want me to suck you?” she asked. Her voice was low and soft again.

“Yes, please. Anything!” I begged.

In one swift move her mouth went from the tip of my cock all the way down to the base, burying me deep in her throat. I nearly screamed with the pleasure of it. Her hands held my hips while her mouth worked my cock. It felt so good, too good almost.

“Can I cum?” I asked. I was already so close.

“Mmhmm,” she mumbled around my cock and the vibrations caused my toes to curl. Oh God, that made it better.

She sucked harder and continued to hum against my cock. I was so close, closer than I had ever been before. Close, my body screamed at me. Cum, my brain seemed to chant. I could feel that build up of pressure in my balls that always happened right before I came. I started to thrust my hips, fucking her mouth to get the last little bit of pleasure I needed to release. But I didn’t. I moved my hips harder and pushed Nef’s head down further but nothing worked. I was so close to cumming but I couldn’t. That stupid ribbon!

Nef pulled back, smirking again and I screamed “No!”

“What’s wrong? Can’t cum?”

“Please…take it off. Please untie the ribbon.”

“You chose this. You picked the ribbon.”