Shades of Step Billionaire (10 page)

She then felt his mouth, warm and wet, on her nipple.
Oh god, he feels so good. 
The blindfold made every touch unexpected.  Her body was on high alert, waiting for the next sensation. She was aching for more.  Each touch was heightened, and escalated her feeling of need until she was nearly frantic. His tongue circled around her nipple while his other hand kneaded the soft flesh of her breast. She wanted so much to reach out with her hand and ram the back of his head into her breast.  She strained against the restraint, desperate to get closer.

“Anxious, aren’t you?” Jeremy teased. She heard the rustling of clothes as he walked away from her again.  In an instant he returned.  “Sometimes, pain comes not as punishment,” he said.  She felt stiff leather, like a stick run up along the inside of her leg and suddenly hit her pussy with a quick strike. She sucked in her breath, shocked by the sensation. “Pain can be used to enhance the pleasure,” he said.  Almost instantly after the strike, he used the tip of the instrument to rub against her clit.  She felt smaller leather pieces, almost like tassels on the end of it.  Just as she recovered from the blow and grew more aroused by the implement rubbing on her, he struck her again.  Each blow was sandwiched between stimulating rubbing which edged her closer and closer to orgasm.  Her skin stung, but the pain seemed to accelerate her growing need.  She ached for release.  He struck her and rubbed her several more times, before disappearing once more.  Again she waited, but this time, she was so wound up, she could feel the edge of orgasm teasing her, almost torturing her.  Strapped to the wall, spread open and vulnerable, her sex throbbed.   She didn’t hear him approach, but gasped as his hand thrust forward and jerked the thong from her. With a swift and powerful motion, he twisted the lace around his thumb and yanked it so hard the she heard the elastic tear and fall away from her skin, leaving her completely naked in front of him.  The intensity of his action left her heart racing.  Adrenaline flooded her.

“You’re doing well, Olivia.”

“Thank you.”

“Would you like to come?” he asked.

“Oh god, yes,” she whispered.

“Louder, Olivia,” he said, his tone was gentle, yet commanding.

“Yes,” she said, firmly this time.  He fell silent for a moment, and Olivia wondered if he had left again.  In the dark cover of the blindfold, she was only aware of the pounding of her heart, her breathing, and the throbbing of her pussy.  Silently she begged him to return.  As if hearing her mental plea, she suddenly felt his breath, hot and moist, breathing on the underside of her breast, where the skin was soft and supple. Her nipple hardened again in anticipation.  Slowly, his mouth enveloped her nipple and his tongue swirled around it softly.  As he did that she suddenly felt the back of his hand brush against her skin between her legs.   Without thinking, she let a moan escape as his fingers touched her.  Almost instantly he bit down on her nipple, sending electric shock to her core and causing her to yelp in pain.

“I said no noise, Olivia,” he said.  He circled his thumb around her nipple, soothing the sting out of it.  Again she felt his hand between her legs.  She remained still, and instead concentrated on the sensations of her body:  the feel of the restraints, the open vulnerable position of her body, and the exquisite sensation of his touch.  She felt a buzzing down near her clit, like a small motor vibrating over her pussy.

“This is a finger vibrator.”  If you can hold still and not come, I will reward you and give you something better.  She tensed inside, already feeling as if she could explode.  How was she going to hold on?   He pressed the tiny apparatus to her again, causing her to twitch.  It was a small yet concentrated feeling, like a precision instrument.  It acutely focused her attention on the pleasure emanating from the area, which was expanding, and threatening to overtake her. She bit down on her lip again and curled her fingers into fists, digging her nails into her palms.  She could feel her own juices flowing as she ripened under his touch like a piece of fruit.

“Good, Olivia.  You’re doing very well. I can see how much you want to come. You are fighting your climax valiantly. She couldn’t tell how his hand was positioned, but she inhaled sharply as he slipped a finger inside of her while keeping the device trained on her clit. Slowly his finger moved in and out.  Unable to resist, Olivia thrust her hips out, her pussy eager to meet his thrust.

“Ah ah ah,” he teased.  He pulled both the device and his hand away, leaving her shaking and frustrated. After a moment in silence he leaned close to her ear. “The absence of pleasure can also be used as a form of punishment.  Do you see?”  Olivia nodded vigorously.  Her empty cunt ached for him. She wanted to
beg
him to touch her again, to make her come right away.  She didn’t think she could stand much more. 

“I can see you’re at your edge.  Just hang on a bit more, Olivia.  I promise the wait will be worth it. His voice seemed to be receding, but she couldn’t tell in what direction he had moved.  She was glad, she needed the break to pull herself back from the edge. In the distance, she heard a drawer open and shut. She listened for other noises, like chains rattling or more buzzing, but heard nothing.   Straining to hear, she finally detected footsteps as he came back, causing tingles to dance over her skin.  As she lifted her head lightly, listening, she felt a tug on her wrist.  Her arm fell free from the wall, but the leather cuff remained.  As she was wondering what was happening, the other arm was freed, then her ankles.  She was still blindfolded, and all the cuffs were still on her. Jeremy grabbed her by the elbow and led her toward the bed at the end of the room.  He took her hand and guided her up onto the bed.

“Kneel,” he said. He placed his hands on her as she moved into position.  Using a gentle yet forceful motion, Jeremy pulled her arms behind her back, near her feet.  She heard some clicking noises, but couldn’t determine what was happening.

“Bend over, face down on the bed.  Spread your knees apart.  I want to look at you” he said.  His tone was cool and assertive. Olivia imagined what that might look like and hesitated.  She was comfortable in the position she had been against the wall.  Spread eagle strapped to a wall was different than bending over and displaying her entire pussy and ass to him.  She had never done that before, and felt embarrassed. As she contemplated his order, she suddenly felt his breath, hot against her ear.

“Olivia, you have a beautiful cunt and ass.  Seeing you splayed open like this for me is an incredible turn on.  My dick is rock hard just looking at you,” he said.  His words were like a soothing balm, instantly she relaxed.  She was still a bit self-conscious being so exposed, but at least she had been to the salon recently.  She and Claire had a girl’s day at the spa and both sprung for waxes with their first paychecks from their new jobs in the city.  When she had it done, she didn’t realize anyone but her would actually ever see it, and almost got a leg wax instead.  She was glad now she stuck with the Brazilian.  She felt a pressure on her back as he pushed her forward.  Her ass tipped into the air as her head landed on the mattress.  She felt somewhat like a pig that had been hogtied and resisted the sudden urge to giggle.  As she adjusted to the new position, Jeremy’s fingers ran along the outside lips of her pussy.  His fingers glided over the smooth skin, dipping into her and wetting them on her own juice. “Such a beautiful pussy,” he cooed.  She had never thought her privates were particularly attractive, but she found his words to be extremely arousing.  Another tingling sensation grew within her, and soon she was aching for more. “Spread your knees farther apart,” he commanded. Olivia was already stretched as far as she thought she could go.  She pushed her face deeper into the mattress and forced her knees apart more. Her legs burned.
Why couldn’t I be more limber?
Just when she thought she was about to pull something, Jeremy grabbed onto her leg and yanked it even further.  She gasped at the sensation.  It didn’t hurt her, but the way he strong armed her sent spasms through her. She loved the sure way he moved.  Jeremy’s action was forceful and aggressive, yet it was not frightening or violent.  It made her want to completely succumb to him.

She strained against the leather straps, trying to bet comfortable. The position she was in was awkward, and she was sure she looked ridiculous. She didn’t think she could move even if she tried; she was completely immobilized.  Jeremy’s hand then swept over her behind.  “I love the look of your ass, the curve is perfect,” he said, as he cupped her bottom.  Again he ran his finger along her lips and then dipped them inside. “You’re so wet, Olivia,” he exclaimed. Gently he pumped his fingers inside of her, making her nearly drool into the mattress. 
God, I’ve waited so long, I want to come so bad.
She needed release more than air at that moment. He pulled his fingers out and in a moment felt the finger vibrator pulsating over her clit. He rubbed over it, sending shudders through her.  He pressed it harder into her, causing her to nearly combust. She arched her back, desperate to grind into it and let the orgasm that had been so tantalizingly close overtake her. “Not yet, Olivia.  You can wait a bit longer.” Jeremy removed the vibrator from her clit and then passed it over her silky folds before it disappeared altogether.  She was left straining in the dark for him, wondering what would happen next. 

“I can see you’re at your edge.  Just hang on a bit more, Olivia.  I promise the wait will be worth it. His voice seemed to be receding, but she couldn’t tell in what direction he had moved.  She was glad, she needed the break to pull herself back from the edge. In the distance, she heard a drawer open and shut. She listened for other noises, like chains rattling or more buzzing, but heard nothing.   Straining to hear, she finally detected footsteps as he came back, causing tingles to dance over her skin. 

Jeremy returned shortly and was behind her again.  One hand stroked and squeezed her ass, while the other slid along the length of her wet hot sex.  Just as Olivia wondered if he was going to use the finger vibrator on her again, he pressed something large and firm at her opening.  At first she thought it might be his cock, but she realized he wasn’t in the right position for that. 

“This will feel tight Olivia, stay relaxed,” he said.  She felt pressure against her skin as he started to push the item into her. She wondered what it could be: another vibrator, a dildo, something weird like a cucumber or a banana?  Whatever it was it was incredibly large.  Much larger than any cock she’d ever had.  He twisted it left then right and jostled it in slowly, sliding it into her wet pussy. Olivia held her breath as her skin stretched impossibly wide to allow for the girth of what he was pushing into her.  Jeremy moved it in slowly, giving time for her to adjust as he went.

As the item entered her body, Olivia felt she was being stretched to her limit. He had pushed and pushed until it was so deep into her, she worried he was going too far. It was almost painful. 
Almost
. There was discomfort, like pain, but there was also pleasure.  As he came to a stop she took a breath and willed herself to relax further.    She realized her cunt, stretched to its limit, was throbbing around a giant dildo, and she wanted more. Olivia strained against her restraints as she contorted her body further to try and take it deeper into her.

A slight moan escaped from her as he began to pull it out.  She stiffened, remembering he had told her to be quiet. She feared he would punish her by stopping.  If he paused, even for a moment, she thought she’d go insane. Jeremy must have noticed.  He laughed from behind her. “Don’t worry, Olivia.  You may go ahead and make noise now, I won’t punish you.  You can even move, if you can.” As he spoke he pushed the dildo back into her.

“Oh, thank god,” she groaned. She desperately wanted to squirm and groan as he moved the dildo in and out in a rhythmic motion. His movements were perfectly smooth and fluid.  As tingling heat radiated out from her core, he once again pressed the vibrator up against her clit.  He pressed his entire hand, along with the vibrator against her hot sex as the giant dildo continued to slide in and out of her.  Olivia bucked and arched her back and moaned again, louder time, into the mattress. “Oh, fuck that feels good,” she said. 

“Oh, you like to swear when you’re turned on?” Jeremy asked in a teasing voice. “Tell me how much you want me to fuck you with this,” he said. He increased the speed of his motion, pushing the dildo in and out faster and faster.  The burning need grew more and more urgent for Olivia.  Jeremy kept pace with her escalating desire and hammered the dildo in with an almost frantic pace.  “Oh fuck, Jeremy.  Fuck me as hard as you can!” She was hanging on but knew she wouldn’t last much longer, she was too close, too needy to wait.  “Olivia, come…” he paused and continued to pound into her. She felt the orgasm coming at her like a freight train. She wouldn’t be able to stop it. “
…now
!” her ordered, his tone loud and commanding. She hollered as an explosion of sensation detonated within her.  It was as if every nerve ending fired at once; sending wave after wave of throbbing pleasure rushing through her. She had never experienced such a powerful climax; it seemed to shake her entire body. He continued to pump into her as her body was rocked by a torrent of spasms and slowed his pace as she came down, maintaining a steady pace until she had completely stopped shuddering on the bed.

As her body became still, he pulled the enormous dildo out.  Olivia, spent and tired, rested, panting into the mattress. She was barely aware of his movements as he unfastened the straps on her arms and legs.  Once free, she spread out on the bed, her muscles relaxed.  Jeremy wiped off the dildo and vibrator to their drawers in the apothecary chest and clipped the leather straps back onto the wall.  He came back to Olivia who was lying on her stomach and softly caressed her back.