Collar

She was so worked up and so ready that the sensations he created with her were already so close to tipping her over the edge into that chasm of decadent pleasure. Her breathing was rapid, her skin felt impossibly warm. His lips and tongue graced every inch of her breasts and his fingers felt so impossibly good inside her. He was paying close attention to her, as much as he simply wanted to lose himself in her pleasure. He pushed her and in the moment just before she came he pulled his hand up and stepped back.

The whimper of frustration that left her lips was quickly caught and stopped by her.

'Kneel.' That soft, commanding edge that always made her obey, a command but wrapped in a warmth she couldn't help but respond to.

Her legs felt as if they might not hold her for long so she fell to her knees quickly. He took the cuffs and bound her wrists in them behind her back. She still found herself astonished at how comfortable and soft the leather was, yet without a feeling of it being fragile. Standing before her again he reached down and unzipped his jeans as she watched hungrily. Reaching inside he carefully pulled out his cock and felt his heart skip as her breath just lightly brushed against it. He ran a hand up her cheek and through her hair before holding it tightly. He brought her head forward slowly, so damn slowly. As she got closer she was tempted to flick out her tongue to finally taste him but knew better than to do so without permission. Not that she wasn't known to act without his word on occasion, but tonight the thought was quickly pushed down. She had sunk so willingly and happily into this space and now found herself further down, as it were, than she'd ever been before. She was relishing it, knowing he was completely in control of her and how she knew there was no one else she'd trust with that.

She felt his head brush against her lips and he held her there. She could already taste his precum and she relished that as her eyes half closed.

'How good have you been?'

'Very, very good sir.'

She saw one of his eyes narrow just slightly and felt her skin flush as she wondered what had caused it. What though darted through his mind just then and what she wouldn't give to be able to find out. Perhaps she would, that upside dangled tantalisingly before her.

'Mmm, we shall see.'

The feel of her lips against the head of his cock had made his heart jump so that he was sure she must be able to hear it beating. He steadily pulled her in again, exhaling as he slid in passed her lips, feeling her suck in her cheeks as she took him into her mouth. Pulling back on her hair he came back out and paused before pulling her forwards again. He did this a few times, moving deeper with each motion until finally she had all of him. He could feel her exhale through her nose as it tickled the base of his cock and damn near caused him to chuckle but he had to maintain his façade. The snarling beast inside him needed her and was throwing itself bodily against its cage.

He moved her head back and forth and she used her tongue to run up and down the full length of his shaft with every opportunity. His moans encouraged her but she strived not to overstep. Adjusting her head each time to maintain proper form. This was one of those moments that fascinated her. As much as he was in control and she was working, she was also in such a position of power. The things she could do to him, having long since memorised every action that got his most intense reactions, she knew she could make him cum quickly if she so chose. However she had surrendered her will to act independently to him, for now, and would only do what she was instructed to.

As he pulled her head forwards he started moving his hips in just a little. A warmth now ran rampant through his body and it emanated from his aching cock. Already he was fantasising about how he'd adjust the scenario next time which in turn just pushed him further. She'd noticed his pace starting to pick up and she made sure to match her actions with his rhythm. The sensations were exquisite and soon he was lost to them as he steadily fucked her throat. His grip never loosened, she was his to use but even then she knew whatever came next for her was going to be unlike anything she'd experienced before. Indeed even this had a whole new element, as she bobbed her head the leather caressed and stroked her neck and jaw and each time was like a tingle of electricity that sparked out.

Suddenly though he pulled out and she whimpered again as she so wanted his cock.

'Stand' he commanded, slightly out of breath.

It was a bit of a struggle, but that was the point and soon she was up and her eyes were facing forward. She watched as he unbuckled his jeans and dropped them along with his briefs. Then she admired his body as he pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it away. He stood still before her for a second, letting her eyes roam over his form. His broad chest that came up to his rounded and powerful shoulders. Then he turned her around and moved her forwards and bent her across the bed. Then bent slightly, grabbed her thighs and lifted her ass into the air as he pushed forward. She tugged on the chain instinctively to use her hands but could not move them. She felt a strain in her core muscles as she tried to rise but found herself pushed back into the mattress as a hand ran up her spine and then into her hair.

She felt his other hand caress her ass before her panties were pulled to the side and he teased her with the head of his cock. Running it up and down her wet pussy before he ever so slowly started to push inside of her. She was so tight that they both gasped at the sensation. There was no need to rush, beyond their desires, and both relished this as his deliberate movements finally ended with her against the base of his cock. He continued that tentative pace for a little while as she got used to him. Knowing when he could start to increase the pace and by what margin. Truth be told it did not take long as she had wanted this since the moment that little, black velvet box had been opened. As much as she gripped him she was soaked and he moved with ease. With her hands behind her back, hair her wrapped around his fist all she could do was take it. And that was all she wanted to do.

Soon she could hear his hips bouncing off her cheeks as his increasingly intense and desperate moans surrounded her. He was the only thing that existed for her then. His actions all that mattered as she now so desperately needed to cum. His tease earlier had been cruel but done deliberately. To deny her then was to make sure what came next would be powerful. His only mistake was letting himself get lost too. He loved edging her, teasing her mercilessly before finally letting her cum. The way then that her body bucked as she was overtaken.

Reaching for her shoulder he pulled her up and pressed her back against him, her hands trapped between the two of the two of them. He kissed her shoulder before biting her and the sensation caused a loud moan to break forth from her. She liked carrying his marks, a signature of sorts, a sign of belonging to him. She knew he had often carried a few from her too.

A hand went to her breast and first ran round the curve and then up to squeeze it. As it did so her nipple was intentionally caught between his middle and ring finger to pinch it. He rolled it between his fingers with increasing intensity, starting to tug on them both as he slid in and out of her. Working his way up to that heady region just before it turned into actual pain. The sensation drove her on further and she started rocking her hips with more intensity. Her pussy was gripping him tightly and as he tugged on her nipple yet again she couldn't help but scream in utter ecstasy as she came. Her whole body wracked with movement as she bucked and he had to hold her tightly as her legs quivered and her eyes were wide as she stared up at the ceiling.

While he might have eased up he did not relent. He kept going as she came and he felt her hands against him for a moment but he knew her and he knew her body and as such he knew what he could get away with and how far to push her. He all but had to hold her up now with an arm wrapped around her chest as his hand now dropped to play with her clit. As such it was not long before her whole body was quivering and he could tell she was so close.

'You...are...mine.' he growled in a low tone straight into her ear.

No sooner had she heard those words than she almost doubled over before straightening up again as she came. He held her closely this time. His chin resting on her shoulder as she was wrapped up in his arms. They waited like that, him still inside her, her head resting against his as she caught her breath. Soon he could feel the strength returning to her body as her mind began to clear just a little. He began again, but slower, more delicately. Her moans were softer now, less desperate but no less delightful to hear. He had been controlling himself but now he wanted to cum. Pushing her back down so she was flat on the bed, her legs trapped between his he continued to fuck her but he took his time, enjoying each moment.

She was so aware of him inside her and it thrilled her. She wanted him to cum now. She desperately wanted him to cum. Her skin was still tingling but the pleasure that continued to run back and forth through her like waves up and down a beach was both exciting and yet relaxing. She could tell by how he felt inside her that he was so close. If that was not enough his moans made it blatantly obvious. The breathy, short ones from earlier long replaced by louder, more urgent cries of delight. As he thrust into her again that was all he could take. His cock twitched hard and he came as his voice was wrenched from his throat. He wasn't holding his breath by choice, then suddenly that trapped moan escaped and she couldn't help but grin. She managed to rock her hips just enough, milking every last drop from him.

He had to catch his breath but as soon as he had he undid the cuffs and dropped them off the side of the bed. He then undid her collar, though she turned to stop him from taking it away. Rolling to the side he embraced her, pulling her with him and reached across to pull the duvet over them both. He lovingly kissed her shoulder and up to her neck. Throwing a leg over hers so she was completely wrapped in him. They didn't say a word to one another, there was no need. She was exactly where she wanted to be. She felt so impossibly safe in his arms and as he nuzzled the back of her neck she knew she could ask for anything and within moments he would appear with it. The care he took after the act was as enjoyable as the act itself. Well, almost.

'Would you like anything?'

'No honey,' she reached her hand up and caressed his cheek. 'Just stay with me.'

'Mhm, of course. I've got you.'

Those words always made her heart sing because she knew he meant them. She knew he was hers, and he knew she was his. It was simple and as far as they were both concerned, unbreakable. For them any decisions that had to be made that didn't involve that room and the two of them in that moment, were decisions to be made another day.