Back at Her Mercy Where I Belonged Ch. 02

Literotic asexstories – Back at Her Mercy, Where I Belonged Ch. 02 by HeSaid,

I felt somewhat warmed to your contract, which was rather conflicting seeing as my frustration levels were turned up a notch! I was now locked into something that felt more meaningful, more exciting. I loved the way you had thought about it for a while and thoroughly enjoyed instigating it.

The very next morning, I woke up with your hand slowly feeling my cage. I loved the feeling of you touching me like this first thing; it made me feel as though you had been thinking about me as you yourself woke up. It made the sometimes uncomfortableness, worthwhile. I turned around slowly towards you and I could instantly see in your eyes that you were still reeling in what you had done to me last night. You slowly kissed me on the lips and pushed me gently down, guiding me to your gorgeous breasts and to your moist panties. I could see you’re really enjoying your new found feelings! I parted them to reveal you.

“Take your time. I want to loose my mind in thought… a fantasy.” You said.

I started to lick and kiss you everywhere but the inside of your clean shaven lips, teasing you and making your nerves tingle with anticipation, wondering what kind of fantasy you were drifting off to. I wanted to be so gentle, so soft. With my breath and slow touches, I worked my way to feel as one with you, feeling your movements, hearing your breaths and moans. I took my finger and softly brushed past your rosebud and felt your juices already dripping past it. I brought my tongue further down and licked you between your bud and pussy opening, licking and tasting you as your legs parted further, presenting your gasping loins to me, pleading me to to keep going. Slipping my middle finger easily into you, I heard a gasp.

Licking you delicately up your glistening labia and up no further than the start of your clit, keeping you on your edge and not over doing it. I slowed down and started kissing your pussy lips again, slowing you right down while my finger still kept up a rhythm. After some time of repeating this, I could feel you were ready and I used my whole mouth to stimulate you all over and ending sucking your clit slowly over my tongue. I slowly sucked you over and over again till you grabbed my head and bringing your feet behind me, forcing my face as deep into you as humanly possible, while you shuddered and groaned through your climax! As I felt you started to relax, I kissed my way round and up your thighs – simmering you down from your high.

You opened your eyes and looked down through my arms and down past my abdomen to my cock. “Kneel!!” You ordered, while leaning over to the side table where a camera sat. You grabbed it and took a picture of my dripping locked cock and your glistening foot that you’d positioned as though it was a platform for it. “That’s going to be your profile picture.” You smiled and I looked confused…!

The next few weeks went by as I expected; you having all the orgasms you wanted, leaving me getting more and more worked up as your teasing intensified!

Working from home was not helping either. We worked in separate rooms from each other, but as I became more and more horny, it played on my mind more and more and became harder to concentrate on work, knowing you were next-door and all I wanted to do was to take your clothes off and worship your tender skin!

Due to the ways of being self employed, I had the odd day I wasn’t working when you were and I found myself coming into your room more than I probably should to shower you with kisses and probably distracting you a bit too much.

It got to Thursday and a package arrived that had your name on. I placed it on your desk and you smiled and told me happily to mind my own business as I asked what it was. For some reason, I got a bit excited, thinking it might be something for me in a kinky way, but didn’t want to get my hopes up incase it wasn’t. The next day was one of the those days I wasn’t working and as we woke up together, you grabbed my locked cock and looked into my eyes and slid down to kiss it. You started to lick and slide it into your wet mouth, sensually playing with me. Once again, the feeling of your mouth on me while your metaphorical fist, tightened around it as I engorged and became more turned on.

“Baby you have to be careful, I’m so close.” I had to warm her.

“I’ve just started though,” you said, mocking my situation, but also seemed surprised at how quickly I’m getting to the edge. “I can see I’m going to have to be very very careful and keep a watchful eye on you!”

“God, I need to cum so badly!” I poured out. You’d kept me this way for so long now, that the slightest touch brought me close!

“I know baby, but it’s going to be a while yet, I’m having so much fun. Now, go and have a shower and keep yourself naked. I don’t want to see you wear a thing unless I say you can!”

I was quite shocked, as you had never told me to do this before and suddenly in my mind I felt very exposed, even before the day had started. It suddenly felt you were turning it all up a notch! I knew not to question, as we were still in ‘contract’ and I didn’t want to disappoint you.

I had my shower and was told to go and make breakfast while you got yourself ready. Thankfully, it was very difficult for anyone to see into our kitchen from the windows, so I felt relatively safe, but it was such a strange feeling to be bare but my cage. As you came in, I’d just finished making the tea and plating up the eggs on toast. I looked round from hearing heals hitting the kitchen slate floor. My jaw dropped. You were wearing a low buttoned white blouse on, but that wasn’t what got my attention, it was your leather skirt and stockings that I could see were held up by suspenders! You looked absolutely drop dead gorgeous and oozed sex. I could feel my cock engorging and it didn’t go unnoticed, as you slowly looked down, smiling. For some reason I went to cover up my modesty as I turned a good shade of red. After the brief realisation of our situations, you carried on as though nothing was going on. You took your tea and sat down, waiting for me to bring your breakfast to you.

“You look stunning baby.” I said as I sat down to join you.

“Do I? Good. What are you going to do today?” You asked, trying to move the conversation on into a more normal territory.

Knowing I was somewhat limited, I really didn’t know!

Before I could really think about it, “I want you to get these DIY bits done you’ve waiting ages to do. But first, tidy our room up, it’s a mess. All my bras and panties need folding and organising.” The thought if me doing this, naked, was making your pussy tingle. I have to say, it was turning me on, too.

I nodded and felt your foot raise up under the table and rest on my cock. You looked at me and smirked.

“Yes baby.” I said, very submissively.

“Good boy.”

As you got up and left the kitchen to go to work upstairs, you slowly bent down to pick something up from the floor, and as you did, I got an eye full of the tops of your stockings and the red line of fabric between your bum cheeks. My heart skipped a beat and I went to go and grab you when you stood back straight and went up to your office.

As I cleaned up our room, I could hear your voice laughing with other voices which meant you were on one of your normal morning video calls. I imagined how kinky you must be feeling, dressed like this and knowing nobody knew what was going on outside the frame of the camera, apart from your very horny, naked partner, who was doing exactly what he’s told. I started the organising of your underwear draws. Feeling the delicate, light, silky materials and imagining you in them as I folded them up, was having the desired effect you knew it would. It felt as though your hand was wrapping harder round my cock as I did it.

After an hour, I heard silence fall in your room. Having seen you earlier, I was reeling in horniness – not helped by the fact I’ve been kept from cumming for so long and now feeling very vulnerable being so naked.

I was lost in thought and tension in my mind while thinking about you, I thought I’d quickly pop up and see you. I walked up to your room and listened to make sure you were definitely off the call and slowly opened the door to see you turn and look at me. Again, I took you in. You sat there with your hair tied back and cross legged at your desk so I could just about see the tops of your stockings. You smiled as I was about to walk in, but it suddenly registered how bright it was in your room. I looked around and unusually you had the double windows clear with no slatted shutters across them. I suddenly became very self-conscious and even more exposed! I quickly took a step back.

“What’s the matter baby? Are you not going to come in, kiss me and distract me from my work like you normally do?” You were looking very pleased with yourself, as you knew you had me where you wanted me. Naked, frustrated and in a very risky situation. There was no way I was going to go in there and you knew it! You looked at me and traced your index finder down your neck, down your chest and played with your blouse, then re-crossing your legs, giving me enough information anyone would wish to see, “If you don’t come in here right this second, I’m going to punish you. Do you really not want to? Look at me… I’m all dressed up as your boss and mistress and you don’t want to come and make me feel appreciated?”

It was torture!!

I shook my head and you got up from your desk. You then got up slowly, my cock began to swell again. Your perfume filled my nostrils as you became closer. You looked me up and down with a very mysterious smile and snigger and slowly closed the door in front of me, leaving me in the hall, taunted by the position you had put me into. I heard your high healed footsteps go back to your desk and I made my way back to my chores, wondering what punishments you were prepared to administer.

Half an hour later, I received a message on my phone from you, reading “I’m so wet. My fingers can feel me seeping through my panties under the desk. I’m gently feeling my pussy through my damp red soft panties. I’m sitting here thinking about you caressing my neck while I hold your confined cock in my hand. Make me a tea and bring it to me.”