Harem House - Selene Pt. 18

She bucked and writhed against her bonds beneath him, the spasms rebounding across her flesh as she finally felt Arthur let go and explode inside her. She clenched her eyes shut as the orgasm caused her to curl into herself, only enhanced by the feeling of Arthur's spasms inside her, his cock tearing through her clamping walls as they shivered and shook from the onslaught. It was more than she expected as she felt him still pumping his load into her as her body finally fell to the other side of the orgasm and relaxed.

She panted, catching her breath, as Arthur pulled out of her and moved so that he fell to the floor beside her on his back. He was still hard; Kat could see it sticking up like a slick flagpole toward the ceiling and almost giggled at the sight as it softened. She felt him tense. Men didn't like it when you laughed at their penises; even Arthur wasn't immune. Though if he had any insecurities about his equipment, he probably deserved a spanking for stupidity.

"Thank you, Sir." Kat said as he melted into the floor. "For the lessons."

Arthur chuckled, the husk of his body slowly stirring as energy started coming back into his limbs. He rolled to his side and started untying Kat as she came to as well. "You enjoyed yourself?" Arthur asked as he worked to free her limbs.

"The taste was weird, but it wasn't as gross as I expected either." Kat answered. "I wouldn't say I enjoyed it, but I'm fine with it."

Arthur chuckled. "No. I meant, more along the lines of, in general. Did you enjoy the lesson, being tied up, all that?"

Kat nodded, moving her right arm now that it was free and rolling her shoulder a bit. "More than I expected, actually." She admitted. "The edging was annoying as fuck, but the pleasure while bound was... different. I'm not sure how to explain it."

"You don't have to." Arthur assured her. "But I'm glad you enjoyed it." He said with a smile. "You can be my little rope bunny when you're not being a brat."

Kat scoffed. "Is that like a ski bunny but with bondage?"

Arthur thought about it for a bit. "I'm not actually sure where the phrase originates." He offered. "But... it kinda fits, I guess. Instead of hitting the slopes, you're hitting the ropes."

Kat smiled as she started to move her right leg and stretch it out. "I like it. Fewer spankings as a rope bunny."

"How were those?" Arthur asked as he continued untying her.

"I enjoyed them more than I thought I would, honestly." Kat answered. "I don't know why, but... next time I get punished, I'm fine if you want to spank my ass again."

"And your breasts?" Arthur asked as he finished untying her other arm.

"I have a feeling you took it easy on me with those, but they still hurt like hell. They still sting a bit." She said as she gasped, using her freed hand to undo the nipple clamps. "Is it okay if I take these off?" She asked, one already off and in her hand but the other still clamped on her nipple.

"Yes." Arthur assured her.

"It always feels so good when they're on, and then so good when they come off it's almost addicting." Kat commented as Arthur worked on freeing up her last leg.

"Almost?" He asked with a smirk.

"I don't mind them." Kat answered with a smirk of her own.

"One might even say you enjoy them." Arthur mused.

Kat rolled her eyes. "Fine." She admitted. "I like wearing nipple clamps and even more when you pull them off me mid-spanking. Is that what you wanted to hear?"

Arthur smiled down at her as he stood up, starting to clear away the ropes as Kat remained face up on the floor, stretching herself out to enjoy the freedom now that her limbs weren't folded back on themselves.

"Good girl." Arthur nodded. "After all, what did you learn tonight?"

"A few rope positions, some knots...." Kat recounted.

"And?" Arthur coughed to drive his point home.

"To always tell you the truth, Sir. And to finish what I start." Kat smirked.

"Good girl." Arthur said again.

Kat shuddered in response.

"You okay?" He asked, concerned. "Are you cold or tingling? Do you need a blanket?"

"I'm good." Kat assured him. "I just like it when you call me a good girl. It... does things to me. Not that I want you to overuse it. It should be something I have to work to earn, or it won't be as effective."

"Yes, ma'am." Arthur scoffed.

Kat rolled toward him and swatted at him without effort to land her blow or passion in the strike. "Don't ever call me that again."

Arthur chuckled. "Alright, Brat."

"That's better." She stuck her tongue out at him and held her hand for help getting up. He helped her to her feet and rubbed her arms a bit.

"Any rope marks?" He asked, looking her over.

Kat looked at her wrists and legs. There were red marks where the ropes had been, but no more than anything else that would have pressed into her pale flesh. She wasn't cut or torn by anything or even scratched or irritated. There was a slight imprint of a braid by her elbow, but otherwise, she seemed okay.

"Here." Arthur said and then moved away to the kitchen. She finished her original water bottle, and he returned with more water for himself and Kat. He offered her the bottle, and Kat took it, drinking it more quickly than anticipated. Once the water hit her throat, she realized how thirsty she was. She returned the bottle to Arthur, and he replaced it with another full one, which she only drank part of this time.

After that, he rubbed some lotion on his hands and rubbed down the red marks on her arms, wrists, legs, ankles, and ass.

"You don't have to. It doesn't hurt, really." Kat protested.

"I know." Arthur nodded. "But we've had so many informal sessions that were more experimental sex than anything else, and this was definitely more bondage heavy and formal. I want to set your expectations for standard aftercare, even if you're not coming down from a super high right now."

"I wouldn't say that." Kat smirked. "I'm feeling pretty... floaty. Right now."

Arthur nodded, still rubbing her after reapplying the lotion and hitting all the marks. "Well, I imagine you'll sleep pretty well once you're off your feet."

"Hm." Kat nodded. "I guess I should pack up and head home."

"You don't have to." Arthur replied. "You're welcome to stay and spend the night."

"You sure you wouldn't rather send me home?" Kat arched an eyebrow at him.

Arthur scoffed as he moved from rubbing her down to cleaning up the space. Carefully, methodically, he started bundling the ropes again and packing them away. "You can go if you want, but I want you to stay."

Kat looked surprised but nodded. "Should I um... Are you okay if I clean up either way?" She asked. "You're kind of leaking out of me here." She glanced down and crossed her legs.

"Go on. You can even take a shower if you want. Are you hungry? I can make a snack?" Arthur asked.

"No, I'm good." Kat said. "I'm more tired than anything else. But uh... if it's okay, I'll take you up on staying over. If you're okay to try and sleep in the same bed... I think that might be kind of nice. Weird, for us, but nice."

"It's not weird." He assured her.

"Yes, Master." Kat teased. "Can you uh... take my collar off?"

"Sure." Arthur nodded as he moved over, took the keys from the hook, and unlatched it.

"Thank you, Sir." Kat smiled up at him. "For... for all of it. And for letting me stay over tonight."

"Of course. You're my brat. I'm not just going to kick you out when things are done. I'm looking forward to cuddling up with you to fall asleep." Arthur assured her.

Kat blushed. Not her passionate, sexy blush, teasing blush, or girlish flirtatious blush. This blush of genuine embarrassment followed her into the bathroom and kept her face flush until she had a chance to wash it off.

Arthur laughed softly but waved her on. She did take a shower, a nice scalding hot one, even though it was quick. It relaxed her more than she was from the sex, and she was tired when she came out. Arthur had cleaned up while she was in there; the place was surprisingly spotless. She looked to see her collar hanging from its hook by the door and smiled softly at it. Arthur came out from the bedroom wearing a pair of blue silk pajama shorts that still showed off the rest of his physique quite nicely.

"Should I wear anything to bed?" Kat asked curiously.

"If you want to." Arthur shrugged.

"What would you prefer?" Kat asked. "Sir?" She added, not to put too fine a point on it.

"Nude it is." Arthur said with a smile as he led her into the bedroom.

Kat smiled as she took his hand and followed after him. They climbed under the covers with their phones charging, alarms set, and the lights off. Arthur put his arm out and under her as she cuddled in close, pressing her soft body against his hard muscles. For a moment, she thought about reaching down and stroking him, just to see how he would react, but by the time the thought had fully formed in her head, they were both drifting off to sleep with deep, pleasant dreams.