Bondage in Rome

Literotic asexstories – Bondage in Rome by andyaka,andyaka
As she swirled her straw in her Hugo Spritz, Siobhan looked across the small table to Danny where he sipped on his beer.

The Pantheon glowed white behind him, the Piazza della Rotonda was busy with people; local children ran around and played with footballs and drones, while a violinist played, entertaining those out eating and drinking al fresco.

She cast her mind back to the hotel room they’d left earlier this evening. He’s bought this trip for her birthday, and he had went all out, both financially and in a risque manner.

The entrance was all rose walls, neon and, in a glass cabinet, sex toys.

It had her shudder when she seen where he had taken her, this week was going to be an experience.

As he opened the door and ushered her in, the deep pink glow of the light made the black and white furnishing stand out in contrast against one another.

the huge onyx black two person bath tub, was eclipsed by the huge, circular double king bed, upon which there lay an array of restraints.

She felt a flutter in her stomach and her thighs squeezed together as she made out the rope she’d been hinting at for the last few months.

Handcuffs, a blindfold, a paddle. All the toys she’d told him to leave behind to save a potential embarrassment at the airport all laid out on the bed.

And then some others she’d never experienced. Nipple clamps on the pillow, a ball gag, a collar and leash, and a cat-o-ninetails all splayed out luxuriously.

Her focus returned to the present, and she felt that pleasant slickness from her pussy engorged, he’d listened to her when they discussed their desires. The request to be more assertive and to explore his desires with her.

Looking over the rim of her glass as she took another drink, he was focused on the violinist playing. His dark features ready to take on the kiss of the Italian sun, a white shirt open at the collar with the sleeves rolled up his strong forearms. His thick dark hair cut short, easy for him to manage, the simplicity of his appearance only enhancing his good looks, not following trends, never going out of style.

She liked that about him. He didn’t play games, he knew who he was and she could read him easily, he treated everyone well and was strong in his convictions, even when they were to his own detriment.

He felt her attention on him. and turned to look her in her large, hazel eyes. She replaced the glass on the table and after she swallowed, flashed that smile which had that crooked little chip, the one that made it hers, an accident as a child which made it perfectly imperfect. Just as she was.

Her dark hair hung just past her shoulders, waves cascading down, and framing her face, lipstick a deep purple and matching her eye shadow.

“So you like your birthday present?!” he asked.

He knew she was delighted to be here. She’s wanted to come visit for years, to experience the food, the wine, this history.

He had put it off until now, so he could make sure he could afford to do it right. Not feel they had to hold back on anything, be able to enjoy everything she wanted.

He had also made sure the hotel was perfect. The Suite for Lovers was brazenly forward about what they offered. The tone was set, it wasn’t just a base camp to go exploring the city, it was inherently sensual, the desire to fuck was almost overwhelming.

She smiled at his question, gazing back over the two thousand year old dome, a masterpiece of architecture they’d been in earlier. It had shocked her how huge it was within the walls, that had been disguised when she looked from the outside.

“Oh it’s been amazing!” she purred.

“And the hotel?” he asked.

He knew she liked it. She’d been asking him to be more assertive regarding his desires, to be the dominant she knew he was. The one she knew she needed.

To take her to such a place without asking her first, to take the decision on for her, was something she found attractive in him as he had become more confident in what she liked, and that she would enjoy what he did.

She nodded in response, blushing a little.

“because while we’re here, you’re my little Slut, you understand!”

She nodded again, looking around.

He smiled, he knew most people here could speak English to one extent or another, but their thick, Scottish accents would be difficult for most to translate easily. And any who did understand… well, his voyeuristic side would enjoy that even more!

“I’m not sure about the ball gag, or the collar and leash!” she confessed, glancing from his gaze to her drink.

He nodded his understanding, “only what you consent to, you know that!” he growled.

He paid the bill and they got up together, walking through the winding streets, retracing their steps to the hotel, stopping to buy gelato to enjoy in the warm, spring night, and a bottle of prosecco to share in the room.

When they entered t he room, he made his way straight to the huge bath and ran it hot, emptying a bottle of bubble bath into it so it would be all the more attractive for her.

Without pausing, he turned to grasp her hips, pulling her close and kissing her deep, lips firm against hers, before his tongue slipped into her mouth, desire heavy as they embraced, has hand rolling down the small of her back, grabbing firmly at her full ass cheek, groping her, intent in his every action.

Breathing hard as the kiss broke, he tore off his shirt and clawed at her blouse, exposing her delicious curves trapped within the confines of the red faux leather bra she’d bought for their time away. He moved in and kissed her neck, suckling gently, biting softly as he moaned, making it clear to her how he desired her.

Their embrace was playful, intense while knowing they were teasing one another.

Popping the cork of the prosecco, pouring two glasses to the brim, the bubbles jumping from the rim, they clinked them together and drank deep.

They climbed into the hot bath together, turning on the jets and enjoying their drink, fingers entwined, enjoying the hot water around their bodies after a day exploring the ancient city.

They flirted chatted through their day, discussed the plans for tomorrow, before Danny moved through the hot water, hand clasping the base of Siobhan’s neck, and pulled her to him, kissing her intently, tongue thrusting into her mouth, greedy as they embraced.

“Get out onto that bed and lay back for me, I want your head hanging off the side so i can fuck your mouth!” his voice was low, tone commanding.

She nodded and stepped out the bed and climbed on the mattress, the red rose petals clinging to her wet body as she lay down, her dark hair tumbling down the side of the bed as she gazed over to him, the array of toys surrounding her.

The sight was mesmerizing.

She was like she had stepped out of an erotic photoshoot.

He took some deep breaths to compose himself. To control the animal within. He would let that loose later. But for the moment, he was to be master of her, and of himself.

He stepped up in the bath, the water cascading down his lean frame. Her eyes stretched wide as she took in the way the pink light glistened across that shining form, the thick cock already swollen between his muscular thighs.

Striding to her, he laid his cock head to her lips, finger tips trailing over her throat, making her shiver as her lips pursed and she suckled the tip of him into her mouth, moaning with pleasure.

His hand opened and gently grasped her throat, his body pushing forward gently, deliberately, letting her inhale deep and extend her jaw to accommodate him.

“I want to collar my Bitch!”

Her head nodded eagerly, enjoying the way he was asserting himself, eager to please him.

The reaction was instant, and exactly what she wanted.

His hand moved to her chest, pressing down on her rib cage between her modest bust. His hips sped up, he thrust into her mouth shallow, all she could do was hold her jaw open and accept the intrusion, and felt her body react to being the object of his lust.

Her hands rolled down between her thighs, only to find him grabbing her wrist and pulling her hand away, “Did I give you permission?!” her snarled as his knee rested on the bed by her head, his body moving over hers, his thrusts paused, cock pushing further into her mouth, her breathing getting faster, more shallow as she fought to control her gag reflex.

He continued along her throat as her body convulsed under him, he knew exactly what this was doing to her, so every movement was considered.

He kissed along her navel, down over the top of her thigh, his stubble rough on her soft, smooth skin. Sipping the water droplets from her as he pushed to the base of his cock, her teeth sharp on his thick shaft, her jaw wide, her neck stretched to take his cock along her throat like she knew he liked. Taking pride in being able to take his whole length and girth.

She couldn’t help but moan as his lips moved between her thighs. Responding obediently as his hands grasped the backs of her thighs and raised and spread them wide.

He suckled on her vulva, her slick desire already coating her, his tongue pushed into her lips and rolled firmly between them.

He suckled on her clit as it engorged and pushed out for attention. Sucking in the bud, grasping it in his front teeth and tugging back, worrying her most sensitive little spot, merciless as his cock held deep in her throat, as her body thrashed from the overstimulation.

Pulling away from her, an open handed slap of her eager little cunt, he reached over to grasp the blindfold. She watched him intently as he moved, his strong body radiating desire for her.

“Up on your knees for me!” his voice was low, not as harsh as before as he regained control of himself.

Eagerly obedient for this side of him, Siobhan climbed to her knees quickly, the crisp white duvet soft on her skin, crumpling as she moved with an air of desperation.

She closed her eyes as the silk folded over them and she felt the tie wrap at the back of her head.

His hand between her shoulder blades had her lean forward and lay on her front. His every touch had her shiver and adjust with enthusiasm for him. She felt her pussy slicken as he gathered her arms behind her back and she felt the soft black rope bind her above the elbows and at the wrists.

The feeling of blissful submission heightened as she felt the same cinch of rope around her ankles, before a sudden surprise as he used those binds to lever her legs up, the ropes forcing her back to arch as he used them to winch her into an arched stress position.

She sensed his presence, heard his movements as he circled in dront of her. Jaw wide, knowing what was about to happen, her pussy gushed as he thrust back into her mouth. She took a firm hold of her gag reflex as he fucked her mouth fast.

One of his hands keeping firm grip of the rope as it held her in place, he leaned over her and pushed his fingers between her thighs and finding her already soaking with lust, slipped two digits into her and began to mimic his cock thrusting into her mouth. He felt her struggle in her bindings, knowing she was enjoying being overwhelmed by the sensation, knowing she loved when he took control and that this was a new level she was allowing.

Her saliva dripping down his shaft and slickimg his smooth sack, Danny couldn’t hold back any more.

He shifted behind her, unbinding her ankles, he moved in between her thighs. Keeping her prone before him, urging her hips off the bed, manuvering her knees under her, he kept her wrists bound and pulled above her head as he thrust into her without pause.

Bare cock slamming into her as Siobhan moaned her pleasure. His thick, eager cock crashing into her nade her full ass wave with every collision, he mounted her and took what was his. Grasping up the paddle, the loud crack of the faux leather on her rump filled the room as something animalistic took over him.

His cock rolling through her already over stimulated folds, that feeling of submission to his pure masculinity had Siobhan cumming on him within moments.

And he sensed it. Danny didn’t let up through her orgasm. His cock impaled her again and again, the pressure of her was too much to resist, and he felt his whole body overcome with bliss as he ejaculated deep inside her. pinning her hips back against him as his seed flooded into her.

Holding her close. he undid the blindfold and kissed her softly, his voice a low purr as he smiled, “Happy birthday!”