Castles Burning Part One (9 page)

“If
I
hadn’t? If I hadn’t… you should be thanking me for making you come. Not making excuses for disobeying the rules.” He said.

By now I was moaning,
my eyes half closed, aching with want for him. I gritted my teeth and tried to keep my thighs from quivering with longing.

“Use your words baby.
Or do we need the ball gag? If you can’t speak to me, I might as well keep your mouth occupied too, as much as I like to keep it free for when I want to use it.” He said with a wink.

“I d
on’t need it, Sir. I can be social.” I said, and fluttered my lashes at him.

“Good girl.” He cooed, delicately dragging the tail
s of the flogger across my skin, making me shiver.

“I’m sorry for
not asking before coming Sir. Please…” I moaned, trying not to rub my thighs together with my desire.

“Please what?” S
quatting down beside me Aden began to slide his fingers in and out of me, slowly, torturously. “You like this? Do like being my little play toy?”

“Yes, Sir.
I do like it. Thank you Sir.” I sighed, closing my eyes as I felt myself climbing higher. Aden’s fingers began to move faster, and then he placed them against my clitoris sending shivers through my body, faster and faster.

“Oh God!
Fuck! Please can I come, Sir?” I scrambled to get the words out.

“Yes, come for me.” He cajoled
quietly through gritted teeth, grasping a handful of my hair and swinging my body around so I was on my side, my face close to his so he could kiss me passionately. I was cradled in His arms, bound, and shaking with need. He pinched my right nipple before taking it in between His teeth, and then dragging them up my neck. I screamed against His neck and He held me tight against His hard chest as my body finally found a full release, leaving me breathless.

Aden’s hand smacked my face suddenly, pulling me slightly from my brain fog, and grasped my cheeks
in his thumb and forefingers, turning my eyes up to him.

“L
ook at me. Look at me,” He repeated, my eyes finally focusing on his, “Why are you coming?”

“
I don’t know.” I moaned, absolutely dazed.

“Because I
want
you to.” He said, as he left me on the floor.

“Thank you, Sir.”
I sighed.

“I like
making you come.” He said sweetly, returning with nipple clamps.

“Thank you, Sir. Thank you for letting me
please you.”

“My little play things
pussy gets nice and wet, and tight when she comes.” He added as he fastened first my left nipple with one clamp, and brought it around my back, to clamp the other. Placing me back on my knees, with my face down Aden entered me from behind, moving slowly as he began to tug on the chain that rested on my back.

“Do you like this?” He asked.

“Yes, Sir.” I said as ripples of pleasure coursed along my spine, I felt another wave of goose flesh raising along my sides.

“Want more?” He asked.

“Yes, Sir.” I groaned.

Aden added pull to the clamps
, running his free hand along my back, and across my ass. As he increased his power behind his thrusts, the clamps pulled more. His other hand smacked my bottom before he buried it in my hair, and pulled my head back. I felt myself climbing again, and I pressed against him, moaning softly. When he added more pressure and picked up tempo I could only stand it briefly before I had to admit that it was becoming too much for me to handle.

“Ah!
Blue, blue.” I said quickly.

Instantly
, Aden’s hands reached forward to remove the clamps, and caress my breasts with his hands before kissing the back of my neck, and moving slow again.

             
“Are you ok baby?” He whispered in my ear. I nodded.

“Harder, Sir, please fuck me harder.” I moaned reassuringly
when he didn’t pick back up right away. “Play with your little play thing, Sir.” I said looking back at him and grinding my ass against him with a playful glace back at him. Aden laughed a little as he pulled out of me and slapped my bottom hard before starting to untie me, his hands caressed my wrists, planting a kiss on the inside of each one before unbinding my knees and ankles,

“Thank you, Sir. I like to please you.”
I said looking into his eyes.

L
ifting me from the ground, Aden placed a kiss against my forehead before laying my humming body onto the pool table. Leaving me, I stared at his sculpted bottom as he crossed the room to the sound system, and put Puscifer on. It was so low I could barely hear it, but I knew it was Horizons, it was one of our favorite songs to listen to while we played. When he returned, he took my left ankle into his hand and began to bind it to the ropes at the table legs. My head was spinning, the adrenaline and the endorphins leaving me in a drugged state. Aden followed with my right ankle, then gripped me from under my hips and dragged me down to the edge of the pool table so my legs were in a frog position, then bound my thighs to the ropes around my ankles. Taking my hands and laying one wrist over the other, and stretching them high above my head, and secured them. Finally, taking my left knee, he wrapped more rope around my thigh just above the knee and led the cord up before securing it at the middle pocket, followed by my right knee at the other pocket. I glanced down the length of my body and saw my heart jumping at my diaphragm. Aden walked over to the assortment of implements and brought back the violet wand, and a neck tie. Wordlessly, and without glancing at me, he placed the tie between my teeth and secured it behind my head.

“Now, if you’re a good girl for this, and keep quiet, I’ll take that off.”

Picking up the violet wand he touched it to my left hip, I held my breath, squeezing my eyes shut, anticipating the zap, which didn’t come. When I opened my eyes Aden’s blue eyes were searing into mine.

“Breathe.”
He ordered.

I nodded and took a deep
, shaky breath.

“Ready?” He asked.

I nodded again. The snap of the wand as it zapped my skin made me jump more than the actual sensation, which wasn’t nearly as bad as I remembered, but I still cried out.

“What’d I te
ll you?” Aden asked, placing his hands on the dark felt and leaning over me.

“To be quiet.”
I muttered through the tie.

“To be quiet?”
He asked incredulously.

“Yes.” I panted. Desperately wanting more, I was quickly sated when the flogger connected with my
stomach. “Ah!”

“To be quiet…..”
He said as he landed the flogger across my breasts, “Yes….” Smack.

With each kiss from the flogger he brought it back equally as hard on his own back, the sound resonating in the still, open room. With each landing I felt my skin growing warmer, hotter, searing straight to my groin, my nipples aching.

“Fuck!” I cried out through the tie in my mouth at the tenth strike.

“What did I tell you?” He asked, poising the flogger over his shoulder.

“To be quiet Sir.”

“Oh so you do hear what I tell you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“So you just choose to disobey?” He asked picking up the wand and zapping my right hip, making me jump, but this time I didn’t cry out, simply gasped.

“No, Sir.”

“You don’t want me to be pleased?” He said, circling the pool table.

“I do Sir.”
I said.

“You do?” Z
ap.

“Yes!
I want to please you Sir.” I was squirming against the ropes around my wrists, desperately needing to feel him inside me, wanting to touch him, grab him, feel him against my whole body.

“Show me.” He said bringing the violet wand to sit between my leg
s, and resting it there, mere inches from my pubic bone. I stared deep into his eyes as he brought his face close to my knees. My heart feeling as if it wanted to escape from my chest, and before fully thinking I lifted my bum as far from the table as the rope would allow, connecting with the tip of the wand. It sent a wave straight to my clitoris, and up to my belly button, my toes curling against the trim around the pool table. Aden’s eyes bore into me expectantly, and my muscles aching with the strain to hold my weight up against the ropes to reach up and do it again. Nothing. Panting and arching once more, I connected again. Snap!

“Ah!” I cried, collapsing to the table.

“One more.” He said. I looked at him, panting.

A smal
l moan escaped me, “I can’t.”

“Yes you can.”

I stared at the wand, taking deep breaths.

“Who owns you?” He asked
, zapping my ass with the wand when I didn’t respond.

“You do Sir.”
I said, looking into his deep blue eyes.

“One more.
You can do it.” He said, his gaze holding mine.

Squeezing my eyes
closed, feeling empowered by his words, and his belief in me, I thrust my hips skyward once more to meet the wands intensity. Nothing. Aden’s eyes were challenging me, so I thrust again to meet the snap, growling at the bite this time, and grinding my ass against the pool table.

“Good girl,” Aden cooed as he
slid his thumb over my sex. “You’re nice and sensitive now aren’t you?” I nodded, swallowing hard.

Aden brought the wand
to bite my left breast, “I can go right back down there, do you want me to?” He asked pointing it down at my groin.

“No Sir.”

“Then answer me when I ask you something.” He said.

“Yes, Sir.”

Aden softly slid his thumb through and around my folds, sliding the head of his penis into me slowly, I bit my lip as he did so, staring at his beauty, drunk with the power he had over me, reveling in the sensations he was sending through me. As Aden quickened his pace I felt my body heating, tightening around him, for a second I debated if I wanted to ask permission, but deciding I didn’t want the wand again I did before it was too late.

“Please may
I come again Sir?” I nearly screamed feeling overwhelmed with the need to release.

“Already?
You want to come already?” He asked grinding against me.

“Yes
Sir, please!” I squirmed against my ropes, clenching my muscles, trying to hold myself back.

“You want me to let you come
, on my dick, when you aren’t following instructions?” He asked, pressing on my clit harder, grinning devilishly at me as he moved.

The tightening was red hot now, and before I could stop it liquid was pouring out of my traitorous body
as it quaked with each contraction.

“No!” I cried, “Fuck, oh my G
od yes.”

Aden was out of me in a split second, returning with the crop from his bag of goodies, and brought it down on my left breast, then my right, before dragging it down my abdomen and resting it on my pubic bone.

“Did you just come baby?” He asked, eyes glittering down at me.

“Yes, Sir.”
I panted.

The crop came down on m
y wet flesh, “You only come, when I tell you to come.” He accentuated the end with another pop.

“Yes, Sir.
I’m sorry Sir, tech me to be better.” I smiled at him, my body felt so alive with sensation, I felt as if I might break out of my skin.

Aden positi
oned the crop on the base of my throat.

“Arch.” He said.

I arched against my ropes, and Aden started to slowly
, torturously slide the crop down my body, pressing it down between my breasts, over my stomach, the leather pulling lightly on my skin, trailing my own come down the front of my body.

“So pretty.”
He said, his cerulean eyes focused on the crop and my skin, as goose bumps rose and spread over my body, and my nipples came to a peak. He smiled.

“Thank you, Sir.”
I sighed.

“Do you like to look pretty for me?”
He asked, his eyes seeking mine, capturing them.

“Yes, Sir, I do.”
I said, captivated, unable to tear my eyes from his.

“Good
girl.” He said, slapping each of my inner thighs with the crop before putting it back.

Aden plugged the Hitachi into the side of the pool table, I briefly wondered why the pool table had plugs built into it before the motor of the vibrator roared to life, and he placed it against my sensitive sex. Immediately I tried to pull away from the intensity
of the vibrations, but the ropes held me in place as Aden moved the head of the vibrator against me.

“You’re going to learn, to control your orgasms. You will come when I tell yo
u to, and you will
not
come if I don’t give you permission. Understand?” He said, raising his voice over my loud moans.