“Come,” I commanded, quietly yet sternly, giving her chain a healthy yank.
Ava lurched forward on hands and knees, clutching for purchase upon the mattress, crawling clumsily toward me at the foot of her bed. Playtime was over, and it was made evident by her lack of quipping and playful defiance, her standard way of enforcing a tease or elongating a game of cat and mouse. She came to rest before me inches away from the edge of the bed, dutifully looking up at me for her next command. She was instead met with silence, finding only my finger ordering her to turn around with a swift twisting motion, and she followed the order immediately. I lifted the chain above her so it wouldn’t become entangled, and then let it drop away completely once her backside faced me.
I stripped the tasteful lingerie from her body before beginning to equip Ava with even more bondage, fastening loops and fitting leather all up and down her body, until I completed my task a couple minutes later. When I was finished I stepped back to admire my work, looking down at my pet whose body was now under my complete control. Ava was trapped within a leather harness contraption which spanned the length of her entire body, with a belt across her midriff, her wrists and ankles bound in cuffs, and her thighs constricted with small leather garters. Each piece was attached to the next, with adjustable chains running from the cuffs on her wrists and the garters on her thighs to a centerpiece placed upon her ass which formed an X on her cheeks.
Another yank on the leash and Ava’s body responded, an arch curving her back to show off her newly acquired gear to me, her supple body made even more beautiful than before. She flexed her arms and the chains groaned their response, only allowing her a small range of motion before locking her in place, barely able to move them away from her body. She fidgeted on the spot as she tried to cope with her limited range of movement, and I rewarded her with a harsh slap across her bare ass, the violent blow ricocheting off the bedroom walls.
“Oh fuck,” she gasped aloud, head hanging beneath a cloak of dark hair, light panting issuing from her mouth now.
I treated her to another slap and this time she let loose a throaty moan, her slender fingers clenching into fists within the restraints. I reddened her other cheek with another devious blow, and then a few more after that, until her pale ass burned red due to the violence inflicted upon them. I let some slack into the leash and Ava crumpled, face meeting the mattress as she collected herself, her legs already wobbly. I could smell her arousal, the familiar aroma greeting me like a lost long friend, having only witnessed it in photo and video form over the past month or so. I went directly to the source, kneeling at the bed behind Ava and pressing my face into her crevice, her legs spreading apart as far as they could of their own accord.
My tongue wasted no time in reacquainting itself with her body, gingerly traipsing between her thighs as it made no discretion upon where it trespassed, licking one hole fervently and then the other right after. I dined upon Ava’s body with the ferocity of a starving man, relishing in the depraved manner she cursed my name yet simultaneously begged for more, her lower half gyrating uncontrollably upon my face. I savored her taste, subtle yet sweet, unmistakable to my palate despite being nearly blinded by the darkness. But from what I could see was precious, the soft pink hue of her swollen lips swimming into view, obstructed of course by the shadows but also the pearl that oozed from within her core. Ava was beside herself as I licked and sucked upon her clit from behind, her passionate expletives muffled by the mattress that I could only imagine her teeth were sinking into.
I groaned into her pussy my contentment, working my powerful tongue faster and faster, swirling within her delicious folds of skin for all I was worth. Her gyrations sped up until she was in a fever pitch, violently thrusting her ass into my face as she attempted to milk my tongue for everything it was worth. She was close now judging by the wild contractions her pussy took on, clamping upon the tip of my tongue every time it dared enter the foreign territory. Her flavor became more intense, as if generated from a deeper source within her body, and I knew we were approaching the point of no return. Just as I knew Ava was about to reach her climax, I withdrew my face from her sopping wet pussy and cruelly left her right at the edge, denying her release like a jaded warden would a felon.
My prisoner responded as I expected, thrashing about in discomfort, her head turning upon the mattress as best she could to look back at me with wild eyes.
“Please don’t stop Taylor, I’m so close,” she choked out, almost on the verge of tears.
I dealt her another vicious slap, her ass recoiling from the heavy violence, driving another yelp from her throat. I stared into her eyes unperturbed, ready to spank her once more, my palm stinging from the blow.
“You will address me properly, understood?” I said, my tone firm and unwavering.
She took a few moments to recover, squeezing her eyes shut as her body trembled, still coping with the orgasm denial. But the realization hit her and she fixed those soft brown hues on me once more, slowly nodding her head against the mattress.
“Yes sir, I understand,” Ava responded, biting into her lip as if to brace for another spanking.
But none came. Instead I stepped forward and doffed my pants, stepping out of them and kicking them to the side, until I stood behind Ava with my erection now freed from its confines. I had been erect off and on since she picked me up from the airport, but this current state of arousal hadn’t been switched off since dinner began. She watched me closely, the way a doe would the mysteriously noisy bush across the meadow, unable to register what I was scheming. But my intentions were soon made clear, the metal clinking within my fist once more, pulling her head high up into the air facing away from me. I held the leash taut until the breath caught in her throat and her heavy tits dangled beneath her, her small arms barely able to extend to keep her palms flat on the mattress.
She fell victim to a vicious tease which saw the length of my rigid cock glide along her needy pussy, brushing up against her engorged clit and collecting all the arousal she had to offer, before it retreated away. The whining was music to my ears, her hips once again swaying as she tried to entice the thick muscle to return and finish the job. And it did, but only to tease her once more, a swift thrust driving it between her thighs from rear to front, griding thick veins across her pussy lips. Ava panted like a dog in heat, her back rigid and her thighs quaking, a thin layer of sweat clinging to her skin as the exhaustion wore on. She would only have to endure a couple minutes of torture though, as I could not wait any longer for the sweet reunification that awaited us after all this time. Without any warning I deftly drew back my hips and then pressed forward, one hand spreading Ava’s cheeks apart, until the thick head of my cock slipped past her defenses and the entirety of my dick punctured her insides.
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