Chapter 62 – Mercy

Nef’s POV

I loved the sight of Sasha laying on the bed, hands and cock bound, begging for release. I admit I can be a little sadistic. I admit I love listening to him beg. It’s hot. Watching every muscle in his body strain and clench with the closeness of his orgasm was more beautiful than any sight I had ever seen.

“Please…take it off. Please untie the ribbon,” He pleaded.

“You chose this. You picked the ribbon,” I said. I knew that when I gave him the option of the ribbon or paddle he had no idea what the ribbon was for.

His eyes were smoldering with longing for his release and his hips seemed to move of their own accord. He’d moved his bound hands to space above his head, holding onto the headboard. I assumed it was so that he wouldn’t be tempted to reach for his bound cock. At any moment he could have loosened the scarf from his wrists or untied the ribbon from around his cock but he didn’t. He was certainly strong enough to overpower me and force me to release him but he didn’t. He had relinquished full control to me and he was trying his best to obey. I was pleased.

“I sorry. I sorry.” He chanted. “I sorry for be bad.”

My fingers toyed with the edge of the bow. With one tug I could release him and end his torment. I could show him mercy and forgive his transgression. I could, but would I?

“You want me to show you mercy?” He nodded.

“You want me to forgive you?” He nodded again, his eyes pleading.

I lay back against the foot board with my legs spread wide.

“Please me and I might.”

He lunged up and buried his face between my legs. His tongue slipped deep inside me and I could feel the suction of his mouth on my clit. He pushed two fingers inside of me and pumped them in time with the lashing of his tongue. He moved with a purpose, the intent of bringing me pleasure. He didn’t stop after my first orgasm. He kept going until I pulled him away from my all too sensitive clit. I could see my wetness dripping from his mouth and all over his chin. I pushed him back on the bed and lapped at the moisture.

“Mmmmm, good boy,” I praised.

I tugged at the end of the ribbon and the bow released. I pulled a little harder and it unwound itself from around him. I grabbed his almost purple erection.

“Please? Can I?” he remembered to ask for permission.

“Cum,” I commanded and with one twist of my wrist he did.

He can explosively, screaming loudly, and spewing his cum all over my hand. His eyes rolled back and his body went slack.

“Sasha?” I called, slightly worried. “Sasha?!”

I shook his shoulder when he didn’t answer but he was unresponsive. I untied his wrists and they fell limp on the bed. Oh wow, I made him pass out. It was a few minutes before he stirred. His eyes slowly fluttered open.

“Are you okay?”

“Mmhmm,” he mumbled, stretching the length of his body.

He pulled me down on top of him, holding me close.

“Did you like it?” I asked. I hadn’t really talked to him about this. I’d kinda hoped he would just go with it.

”Yes. It was amazing. You can be really mean when you want to be,” he smiled at me.

”I wasn’t being mean. You broke and rule and you were punished.”

”I loved every minute of it. I didn’t know you had this in you.”

”I have to keep things interesting. I wouldn’t want you to get bored.” It’s true. I didn’t want him to get bored with me or our sex life. I also didn’t want to be bored with it. Sex should be fun and enjoyable! Besides by keeping things interesting it brought us closer together.

”Never bored with you,” he whispered into my ear. I saw a mischievous smile flash across his face and he started to laugh.

”What?” I asked. ”What’s so funny?”

”I knew you had control issues. This just proves it!”

My jaw dropped as his high pitched cackle echoed through the room. I do not have control issues! I glared at him and he kissed my nose. He was not showing the proper amount of fear.

”Remember our bet. I still have you until tomorrow,” my voice lowered threateningly.

He held me tighter and said “You not hurt me, you love me.”