Harem House - Selene Pt. 18

"Oh, I could tie your head in place, don't worry about that. Might have to use some tape for your eyelids, but I could keep those open too if I had to." Arthur assured her as he took out his phone and turned on the vibrator again.

Kat closed her eyes as the buzz started to work away at her, and she swallowed thickly again instead of answering him. "Fuck." She said.

Arthur smirked and let the vibrator buzz away, trapped inside her from the chair. Slowly, he slid up the control and tweaked it up a notch. Then two. He let it buzz for a while. Kat sat and enjoyed it, combined with the feeling of the plug pressing into her, when she felt his hands on her tits.

She opened her eyes to see him putting the clamps back on her, letting the chain dangle against her as she arched her back a little to try and give him more access.

Arthur smiled at her as he closed the first and then the other. Then he stepped back and turned off the vibrator.

"Oh, that is torture." Kat frowned. "Please, Sir?" She asked. "I've been a good girl. Haven't I?"

"You've been a very good girl so far tonight." Arthur assured her.

"If you untie my hands, I'll jerk you off." Kat offered.

"Tempting." Arthur answered. "But I have my own ideas for how and when I want to cum tonight, and I think you'll like it."

"What is it?" Kat asked.

"You'll see." Arthur winked, eliciting a groan of frustration for Kat. "I've only been in this position for a few minutes." She assured him as he started to untie her. "I can go for a while longer."

"I know." Arthur assured her. He untied her legs and then her wrists and made a spinning motion with his finger. "Sit backward in the chair. Straddle it."

"Yes, Sir." Kat said as she obeyed. The back of the chair forced her legs open wider than they had been, and her breasts pressed against the back of the chair as Arthur drew her arms over it and tied them off much the way he had before.

"This is the reverse chair tie?" Kat asked, rolling her eyes as Arthur slid the vibrator into place.

"Got it in one." Arthur said as he turned the vibrator on. "It's a great spanking position, isn't it?" He whispered in her ear.

For a moment, Kat looked alarmed at the idea of more spankings. Her ass was still red, and she felt like the pain wouldn't fade for a while if it ever did. By the time it returned to its smooth pale flesh, she'd probably receive another spanking; at least, she hoped so.

"Next time." Arthur assured her. "Next time I spank you, I'll tie you like this first."

She could feel his hand on her backside, rubbing her, squeezing her ass gently as she closed her eyes and imagined him spanking her like this as the vibrator buzzed away between her legs, forced open by the chair and tied in place. She closed her eyes.

"I could even take a flogger to your back if you do something particularly naughty." Arthur suggested. "Or if you ask me particularly nicely."

Kat blushed hard and did her best not to open her eyes as she imagined it and tried to wiggle her hips against the vibrator without Arthur noticing. She was held pretty well in place, but this time her waist wasn't tied off, so she had more movement in her hips, and she felt the vibrator firmly nestled in her increase its frequency as her breathing started to quicken.

The plug, the vibe, the clamps, all of it was building her arousal and making her eager for her next orgasm as the ropes held her in place and forced her to press against the sources of her stimulation. When she opened her eyes, Arthur stood before her again, holding the ring gag. She opened her mouth expectantly, and Arthur slid the rubber ring gag past her lips and under her teeth.

"You're going to drool." Arthur explained as she started to swallow. "That's okay. You won't be punished for it. It'll be good lubrication."

Arthur slipped out of his boxer briefs and stood before her, hard and ready. She swallowed and focused entirely on his length as it came closer. She could only move her head a little, leaning forward like she was against the back of the chair and tied into place. She was too high to take anything more than the tip into her mouth.

Arthur seemed to divine her worry. He tipped the chair, holding onto it to demonstrate how she could practice deep-throating. She gave a slight cry of alarm when it first moved but otherwise gave no protest and did not signal her sos. So Arthur proceeded. He turned up the vibe buzzing away at her and fucked her mouth with his length.

At first, he only let her take the tip, not even pressing against her throat. But after a few strokes, he started to push deeper, allowing the chair to tilt more until she gave a cry, slightly cut off by his dick impaling her throat. She gurgled and cried against it, feeling the makeup on her face run even more than before as she struggled to swallow him down. Then he was out again, and she sucked in a breath. Then he was plunging into her throat again as she choked him down.

They repeated that cycle a few times, with Kat refusing to signal her SOS unless she had no choice. It wasn't pleasant for her, at least not for her throat. The vibe, plug, and clamps offset the discomfort enough to make it bearable. The helpless feeling of the ropes was intense, and she suddenly realized she was entirely under his control. She couldn't move. She could do nothing in this position but accept his cock through her gag. She couldn't even close her mouth and refuse him so she could catch her breath. She had to depend on him to let her breathe, and she was thankful to him every time he did.

She didn't realize how red her face was from the exertion and the flush of the feelings running from her mind through her body. She felt the muscles in her body tightening, and then she felt the vibrator inside her nearly explode as Arthur's timed app upped the intensity. She cried out, vibrating her throat against Arthur's dick lodged thickly inside it, and she felt Arthur start to spasm within her.

They came together, far from the usual way, and Arthur pulled out of her throat after the first explosion, pumping into her mouth as she did her best to keep up and swallow down what he gave her, even as her own explosive orgasm tore through her.

By the end, she was a tear-stained mess with drool on her arms and chest, the ropes still holding her tight, and the vibrator far too high, buzzing against her too-sensitive insides.

"That's enough." Arthur announced. He turned off the vibe, and Kat sagged with visible relief. She caught her breath through her open mouth, still forced open by the ring gag until Arthur untied it.

"Fuck." Kat whimpered. "That was..." She worked her mouth a bit and swallowed again. "That was..."

"Good?" Arthur prompted.

"Yeah." Kat said, at a loss for how else to describe it. "That was... insane."

"Not quite." Arthur chuckled. "But it was definitely intense." He assured her. "You okay?"

"Yeah." Kat breathed.

"Need a minute?" Arthur asked.

"Yeah." Kat nodded.

Arthur chuckled to himself as he started untying her. She felt the ropes go slack, but he didn't make her move after untying her. He went to the kitchen, and when he came back, he had nearly finished one water bottle and held out a second to her.

"Drink this." Arthur said.

"I'm-" She started to wave him off and protest that she was okay, but Arthur opened the bottle anyway.

"You need to drink this once you have your breath." He said. "I can pour it down your throat if you want."

Kat smirked and took the water bottle from it. "I've got it. Thanks."

"You're welcome." Arthur sighed. She drank most of the water bottle and held her hand out for the cap. Arthur gave it to her, and she set the bottle on the floor.

"Okay." Kat said. "What's next?"

"Put your back against the wall again. Spread your legs as far as they can go without discomfort, and raise your hands to either side of you. Think Vetruvian man."

Kat almost looked impressed that he knew the reference but shook it off as she stood and she rubbed her wrists.

"Everything okay?" Arthur asked as he noticed the rubbing.

"Yeah." Kat answered. "It feels a little weird going from wearing the ropes to having the air hit again." She said.

"Okay." Arthur nodded. "Just let me know if it starts to tingle or numb."

"I know, Sir." Kat assured him. "I will. I promise. I will always tell you the truth."

"Good girl." Arthur smirked as he started tying her again. This time, there was a significant amount of tension on the ropes, stretching her legs apart and her arms pointing toward the corners of the ceiling above. She was fully spread out on the wall behind her, facing Arthur as he stepped forward and pushed in the vibrator, which was starting to slip from her.

He kissed her, pressing his body against her, and she shuddered. "This is a spread eagle tie." He informed her. "Face against the wall is great for punishment, but face up like this is made for pleasure. Like this." He said as he pulled the vibrator from her pussy and knelt before her. For a moment, she was confused, but as soon as his tongue parted her folds, she closed her eyes and held her breath. Arthur reached up and smacked her tit, causing her to open her eyes.

"Don't hold your breath." Arthur admonished her. "I don't want you passing out on me like this."

Kat nodded hurriedly. "Yes, Sir. Sorry, Sir." She said quickly.

Arthur smirked and went back to what he was doing. She strained against her ropes, but between the hooks in the walls, the ropes, and the tension present in them, she couldn't move her limbs up, down, or away from the wall by more than an inch.

"Fuck." Kat groaned as she felt her knees start to buckle.

Arthur pressed against her, his hands on her hips as he held her in place while his tongue assaulted her. She could feel his tongue wrapping around her clit and dragging it out to play. She bucked a little, but his grip on her hips was firm, and pressing her into the wall the way he was, activated the feeling of relief on her ass being pressed by the wall. Even then, though, the wall was warming up as the fire in her kept building. It didn't take long before her legs started twitching from the assault.

"Don't stop." Kat panted. "Please, Sir." She begged. "Please keep going. I promise I'll be a good girl. I'll throat you. You can fuck my ass. You can tie me up however you want. Do anything you want to me. Choke me out for all I care. Just let me fuckin' cum."

Arthur kept at what he was doing, giving no answer other than to start using his fingers after he let one hand release her hip. She started bucking, and her breathing hitched. Then she felt what she feared as he slid away from her.

"NO!" Kat cried out. "Please, Sir! Please!" She begged.

Arthur smirked but shook his head. He didn't wipe his mouth, but he moved and kissed his way up her body, leaving slick kiss marks up her stomach, her sensitive breasts, her neck, and finally, on her lips. She made a face at tasting herself, but she didn't protest. She didn't have it in her with his fingers gently rubbing her between her legs, keeping her on edge for what felt like cruel infinity.

"I think we can skip the bed spread eagle tie." Arthur suggested. "It's the same as this, but to my bed."

"If you want to, Sir." Kat nodded, not caring, so long as she got to cum.

"The arm bind tie is a little more complicated." He announced as he knelt again but started to untie her ankles.

She frowned at him, clearly unhappy but unwilling to express it, fearing that he would deny her another orgasm. She grunted but did not protest as he brought her arms behind her and pressed her palms together, stretching her shoulders back and thrusting out her chest. She tried to look over her shoulder at him. He turned her head forward as he worked until Arthur completed the double column tie that went from her wrists, to just below her elbows, to above her elbows, to halfway up her biceps, which then connected to her hair that he pulled into a pony-tail with the knot, forcing her to keep her head either straight forward, or tilted up.

"Arm-bind tie." Arthur announced as he moved to stand in front of her and admire the breasts she thrusting up and out with the position of her arms. "Perfect for breast spanking." He winked at her, but she looked more defiant than fearful this time. "And for blow jobs, coincidentally."

Kat smirked and started to lower herself to her knees. Arthur watched her silently as she knelt one leg at a time, then opened her mouth, tilted her head toward him, and let her tongue slide forward out of her mouth to welcome his cock.

Arthur smirked. "Spread your legs a little. Put them on either side of you so you're sitting directly on that cute pink pussy of yours." Arthur instructed.

Kat blushed, but she obeyed, leaning forward slightly to avoid spiking her hand into the ground as she lowered herself, her legs folded on either side of her as she sat on the floor, waiting. Still, she kept her head up and mouth open, inviting the impending blow job.

To her surprise, Arthur didn't press his cockhead against her lips. Instead, he hooked his finger over the chain between her nipple clamps. Kat gasped as he tugged gently on the line, released it, and stepped away.

"You look good that way." He said with a smirk as Kat kept her mouth open.

"Do you want me to suck your cock or not, Sir?" Kat snapped.

"Do you want to?" Arthur asked. "If I told you the only way for you to cum again was to make me cum first, would you offer me your mouth?"

"My mouth, pussy, and even my ass are yours." Kat answered. "I am your submissive, and you are my Sir. Sir." The words were submissive, but the tone was demanding. Impatient even.

Arthur raised an eyebrow.

"I'm wearing my collar, aren't I?" She pointed out. "I'm tied up and helpless, Sir." She said coyly. "You can fuck me however you want. Tie me into whatever position you want. Fuck me as hard and as fast as you want. Just let me cum. That's all I ask." Kat smirked.

Arthur chuckled. "What if I tie you to the wall again and make you watch as I call Selene over her and fuck her instead. Give her your next orgasm?"

Kat's lips pressed together in either anger or contemplation, but she didn't bite. "She's your slut." Kat said after a while. "But why would you do that when I'm right here? I can do anything she can. And I can take a pounding."

"Fair point." Arthur smirked. "Let's get you into the final tie. Then I'm going to fuck you and let you cum."

Kat nodded emphatically and turned so he could start undoing her arm tie. Arthur smirked but obliged. He released her arms for the moment and made her lie on her back. Once there, he moved her limbs where he needed, folding them against themselves so her forearms were pressed against her biceps, and her calves were against her thighs with her heels pressed to her butt again. Then he tied each limb in another double-column tie.

"This is a frog tie." He explained as he tied off her legs. It took him some time, but he moved surprisingly quickly and urgently now that they were close to the end. Or at least, that was what Kat hoped was driving his urgency.

"This is a wing tie." Arthur announced as he finished tying off her arms so that she kept them in the "display" position even though she was on the floor. Arthur stood above her, looking down at his work with a hungry glare.

"How do I look?" Kat asked.

"Good enough to eat." Arthur smirked.

"Well, I can't go anywhere or do anything in this." Kat pointed out. "So if you want to sixty-nine, you'll have to bring it down to me."

Arthur scoffed. "You underestimate yourself." He chuckled. "Here." He reached down and pulled her up by the ropes on her arms until she was squatted but upright on the balls of her feet, her legs in a forced crouch but able to balance tentatively as she moved them from narrow to wide open, her arms still stuck in the display position, making it challenging to balance.

"Nearly perfect blow job height." Arthur observed.

Kat looked up at him. Sure enough, he was right. She was a little too short to make it all the way to the base of his cock if she rocked her head forward and up, but she could at least get most of his cock, which was all she had been able to handle in her throat anyway. Deep-throating was still new to her, especially for someone of Arthur's length and girth. She hadn't made it all the way down his cock so far tonight. She wasn't as good at it as Miss I-practice-with-an-impractical-dildo-Selene or Mindy.

She opened her mouth again, looking up at him, and presented her tongue. Waiting for him to take himself out to fuck her face.

"This is also a good dog tie. If you're into pet play. You can walk on your elbows and knees." Arthur pointed out.

"Sounds painful." Kat observed. "I think I'd rather skip that and suck you off, if that's okay, Sir."

Arthur chuckled. "Do you want to suck me off to pleasure me, or because you expect it means you'll get to cum too?"

Kat hesitated for a moment. "Sorry, Sir." She blushed. "You're right. I want to cum again. But I should be thinking of things to do for you to be nice for you. You've been so good to me all night."

Arthur smirked. "It's okay." He shook his head. "Selene gets the same way when an orgasm is in sight."

Kat frowned. "Can we not mention her again tonight?" She asked. "I know I'm sharing you with her and the harem, but... tonight is just about the two of us, right?"

Arthur seemed to hesitate momentarily, but then he looked apologetic and nodded his agreement. "Yes, Sorry. You're right Brat. Tonight is just about you and me."

"Thank you, Sir." Kat smiled up at him. "Now... do you want to fuck my face?" She giggled.

Arthur seemed to be spurred on by her giggle rather than annoyed, and he gently pushed her back. He caught her and lowered her to the floor with his strong arms holding onto her ropes as she came to rest, looking up at the ceiling and Arthur standing over her. She opened her mouth again expectantly, but Arthur didn't start by taking himself out. Instead, he slipped down and started eating her out again.

She could close her legs on him, and did when he hit a few good spots, but he pried her legs open and held them down as he got to work, which only increased the feelings she was having down there as she pointed her elbows to the ceiling and curled up a bit when things got intense.

He pushed her back down and continued until her breathing started getting quick, and her legs began twitching. Whenever he struck the right nerves, she wanted to kick out her legs, but they were bound in place. The ropes pressed against them as they held her position, which only caused the pleasure to rebound through her body and strike back again, redoubling everything she felt while Arthur went to work with his face between her legs.

Her hips started bucking, and Arthur knew it was almost time. Instead of pulling out, he pulled himself up so that his face hovered above hers. She curled up and kissed him hard, as she felt his length slide inside her, stretching against her as his lower body pressed against her clit. She wanted to claw at his shoulders and hold onto him for dear life, but with her arms bound, all she could do was struggle against her bonds as he held her down, and she started to pant as he picked up the pace.

In no time, he was fucking her hard, fast, and steady, driving her into the floor with each blow from his hips. Something she, and the others, appreciated about Arthur was that when he found a rhythm that worked, he kept it. He didn't need to be told not to mix things up when something was working. He didn't always need to go harder and faster when his hard and fast were good enough to pound the shit out of her right there on the floor. After a while, she worried he might pound her through the floor into the apartment below, but the floor held, even as the pleasure built in them both over time until she screamed out her next orgasm.