Like some unusual tree, I rise from the bottom. I’m neither ash nor oak,
however I’m slender limbed, my branches reaching for the ceiling, my trunk a
mild curve rooted by face and breasts to the polished flooring beneath me.
And all of the whereas my lover circles me. I can hear his footsteps on the tile.
I can really feel his mild contact as his fingers brush my pores and skin.
With no phrase, he stops. I groan. My limbs are certain and pulled in direction of the
ceiling, my wrists collectively behind my again, and my ankles tethered and
unfold huge, whereas infinite traces of coarse rope run and stretch and pull
alongside my pores and skin, holding me in place. My shoulders ache whereas he watches me.
My legs tremble. My physique shivers. And nonetheless he waits.
Lastly, My lover kneels beside me. And reaching between breast and flooring,
he grasps my nipples between thumbs and forefingers, he gently squeezes
them, caresses them, after which fastidiously tightens a metallic clip to every one. I
suck in a breath. I shut my eyes as the 2 pinpoints of warmth radiate a
gentle heat inside me. However that’s not sufficient. Quickly, I really feel him pull on the
chain fixed to every clip as he attaches it to one thing I can’t see,
one thing that stretches them ahead.
I attempt to transfer what little I can, and I really feel the clips tighten. I pull
towards them till they pinch. Shivering on the sensation, I pull them once more
and once more till his mild contact stops me. I open my eyes, embarrassed for a
second at having forgotten he was there. And now my breasts ache like my
shoulders and just like the again of my neck.
However my lover will not be completed, for he begins to hint the swell of a breast
along with his fingers whereas his different hand slides up alongside my facet. His tongue
joins in and travels in circles round my navel earlier than pushing its tip into
the shallow nicely. In the meantime, each fingers proceed up alongside my physique. They
caress and pinch. They slide and circle. His physique slowly rises as mine is
held down by gravity. He can style and kiss, whereas I can solely moan.
Quickly, he’s on the juncture. Rubbing my hipbones with the pads of his
thumbs, he lets his mouth wander over pores and skin stored clean and clear. And as his
lips attain the summit and carry from my pores and skin, his chin follows, making a
scratchy path over the curve and between my parted thighs, the place his lips
return to greet my very own.
I pull on the ropes. I battle to shut my thighs the few centimeters that
would permit me to carry his head. However I can’t. So as an alternative I attempt to swing my
hips and bend my legs, something to encourage him to burrow his tongue into
my warmth and wetness. However he controls the tempo, and he teases me with kisses.
Solely I’m not so affected person because the tree he would have me be.
I set free a muffled scream. His fingers have moved, shortly discovering new areas
to discover. Quickly, they’re on my backside. Then they slip up the backs of my
thighs and fall down the outsides earlier than repeating the circle. My screams
have dropped again into moans. I can really feel the strain constructing inside me.
The tightness round my wrists and ankles has now develop into a tightness
spreading all through my complete physique. I pressure towards the ropes, figuring out I
gained’t go anyplace.
Out of the blue, it’s not sufficient. The tightness and the strain flows into the
ache, sending me deeper inside myself. My limbs pull and chill out. My nipples
burn, and the strain rises a bit of larger. My sense of helplessness in
this second of constructing want saturates each nerve, each pore, and my love
for my lover swells inside me. However I can go no farther alone. All I want
is one final thing.
His tongue. Together with his mouth pressed towards me, he burrows it into my folds,
licks throughout my nerves, and slides by my warmth till he finds that
little hidden bundle of fireside and units me ablaze.