Gentle Femdom

"Are you my good boy?" She whispered to him as she sat next to him on the bed. He nodded rapidly, moaning through the gag in his mouth. His member, caged up, was also eager, jumping and throbbing with every little touch she gave him. She couldn't help but find it cute.

"You're such a good boy for me, how about I let you out for a reward?" She smirked at him, moving between his legs on the bed. His eyes were locked on the key she had hanging around her neck, settling between her breasts. He wiggled his hips in impatience resulting in a small smack on his thigh, "Hey now! Good boys are patient!" He nodded, defeated, and laid still. He watched carefully as she took the key from around her neck, and slid it into the lock. With a turn and a click relief washed over his face.

"Now then, let me take care of you," She cooed, admiring his freed member. His eagerness was obvious, it didn't take long at all for his manhood to grow and stand proud. "Look at you, so sensitive..." her lips whispered, as she leaned in, giving gentle kisses up and down his shaft, "I bet you're already on edge, aren't you?" She pressed her tongue to the underside, savoring the feeling of his throbbing member. It pulled a deep moan from his throat, and he spread his legs even more to give her more access. Slow licking is all it took before he was on edge, leaking precum and twitching like crazy. "Now, now," She pulled away before he finished, eliciting a whine in protest, "You really think I'd let you finish that fast? After all that buildup this week?" She laughed at him,"Keep your legs spread for me and don't finish until I tell you to. Understood?"

He seemed frustrated, but nodded. She moved up to plant a gentle kiss on his forehead, "Very good. I love you so much!" Moving back between his legs, she grabbed him in her hands, meticulously moving her fingers over every curve and vein of his girth. She wanted to memorize every inch of him, loving his shape and the way he felt. She couldn't believe he agreed to do this at all; he was usually so dominant. This idea seemed almost silly, considering her petite stature and how gruff he looked. Seeing him now, tied up, blushing, gagged, desperate for her touch, she could hardly believe it.

Having him this exposed made her dizzy with lust for him. She couldn't help but take him between her lips, tasting and feeling him with her tongue. His hips jerked with every movement, trying to get deeper into her mouth. She could tell that even a short time doing this would be too much and lifted her head, smirking at him. Once his breathing slowed a bit he glared at her, frustrated and desperate. She reveled in it, sucking on him for a short while and stopping before he could reach that end. She could hear his muffled swearing every time she stopped, and it brought her a joy she'd never felt before. In a way, it was almost addicting.

She had lost count of how many times she brought him to the very brink of ecstasy, and yet she did notice that he was pulling harder against his restraints and moaning more into his gag. She laughed to herself a little, finding this desperation quite charming. "You love being dominated like this, don't you? Having your small girlfriend boss you around?" She sat up straight, enjoying the view of her helpless, blushing lover. "You're so close to release, I bet it's driving you crazy..." She smirked at him, tracing along one of the veins of his member with her finger. He could only nod wildly in response.

"Now, how should I finish you? I wonder...." She could use her mouth like he obviously wanted, but she couldn't ignore the lust building in her own body. She straddled his hips much to his delight, and positioned herself over him, letting him feel how wet she was. She felt him shudder, sensitive to even small touches like that. "Like this?" She whispered in his ear. He could only whimper pathetically and nod. She leaned down and bit down on his neck as she lowered her hips, taking him in as deep as she could.

His hips jerked upward, trying to force himself even deeper into her warmth. She could feel his hard shaft throbbing like mad inside of her, and it just turned her on even more. She sat up on his hips, looking down at his bright red face and heaving chest, "You're so close..." She cooed, grinding her hips down on him, "I bet I don't even have to move to get you to cum at this point," She laughed at him. He looked completely lost in this aching pleasure, his eyes rolled back, drool soaked his gag, his body covered in a layer of sweat. She felt some sympathy and decided to end his torment.

"You've been such a good boy for me! I'll remove your gag, but you have to moan into my mouth while you're cumming... understood?" She whispered to him, reaching behind his head to untie it. He nodded and eagerly kissed her as soon as his lips were free. His grunts and moans were intoxicating, urging her to move her hips faster on him. She could feel him tense up under her, each thrust pushing him further and further. He tried to pull away from the kiss to cry out as his orgasm started overcoming him. She forcefully grabbed his face in her hand and held him in place as she kissed him deeply, relishing in his moans. He struggled against her kiss and the intensity of her riding, his manhood having become overwhelmingly sensitive. He couldn't hold on anymore and cried into her lips, letting his body succumb to his pleasure. She felt his member deep inside, steadily throbbing, spilling his love into her. She continued grinding down his trembling hips, making sure he let out all that he had saved up, relishing in the warmth she felt inside of her.

His throbbing slowed, and finally she allowed him to break the kiss. She looked at him, spent and satisfied in a way he never felt before; his face beet red, his chest heaving, his legs and hips shaking under her. She laid on top of him, resting her body against his, "So....how was that?" She giggled.

He took a second to catch his breath, but even then he could barely keep a coherent thought, "Just....wow..."

She was careful moving off of him and slowly untied his restraints, leaving small kisses where the rope held him, "I'm guessing that was good then? More of this?" She smiled sweetly and laid next to him, pulling him into a hug and allowing his head to rest against her soft bosom.

"I don't know if I'll be down for this again right away...but...I'd like to...maybe..." He was embarrassed to admit how amazing he felt. Giving control like that seemed so foreign to him. The way she held power over him and treated him so gently...he could really get used to it.

"Well I adored it," She left little kissed all over his face, petting his hair gently, "You did so well for me, and I had a lot of fun playing with you. Maybe next time I'll keep you locked up for two weeks instead, huh?" She teased.

"Erm....we'll see about that," He laughed nervously.

"Well, baby steps then," She smiled kindly, "Let me take care of you the rest of the night. You've earned it!"

"Honestly...just...let me..." He put his head down in her chest and almost immediately started snoring. She could only laugh, realizing how tiring it must have been for him. She just reached over and turned off the light, falling asleep with him in her arms.