Chapter Twenty-Four: Part Two
(R18+ Sex)
Kate needed to challenge herself, she used the sensations to push deeper into herself. Part of her mind recognised how Rick was timing each of his actions with the very start of her in-breath. He was massaging her now blushed skin, and then repeated the series on the other side. Kate fought every urge to wiggle or even acknowledge his presence in a game known to submissives everywhere. Floating outside herself, she wanted more sensation, wanting him to take her deeper. She needed him to take her deeper.
She felt herself retuning to real time as she became aware of his lips on her bum, kissing her blushing skin better. ‘It sounds ridiculous to say, but that actually works,’ Kate said. Standing her up, he bit her bum lightly, delighting in her little squeal of surprise with a deep chuckle. Turning to face him, Kate became aware that her readiness had formed a cool wet trace on the inside of her thigh. Rick saw it too. Smiling, he wiped the nectar from her skin with a fingertip before sucking it clean whilst looking directly into her eyes. At that moment, it was the most sexually charged thing she could remember seeing.
He sat her on the end of the bed before darting out. Returning a moment later with a case, he produced some wide, padded leather ankle-cuffs. Taking his time, he silently fixed each to her. He drew out two matching wrist-cuffs and smiled, wordlessly fitting those as well. Kate felt herself swimming inside. Everything he was doing seemed like the most impossibly sensuous thing. She drank in his attention and his nakedness, watching his muscles as he moved. Every time he looked at her, his eyes set every nerve in her on fire.
A rope came out and he quickly secured her ankles to the lower corners of the bed, her knees wide and folded over the edge of the mattress. Another rope took her arms above her head, loosely stretching her out. At his signal, Kate made sure she could find the end of the rope to free herself if she needed to. His uncompromising attention to her safety allowed her to abandon herself completely in his care. He slid a soft cotton wrap under her upper chest and folded both ends across her, tying them off with another rope that he had run under the bed, fixing Kate in total restraint and completely at his mercy.
He left again, returning with a glass full of ice cubes, grinning evilly. Kate smiled as her stomach and pelvis clenched in anticipation. He held up a blindfold and Kate shook her head; she wanted to be able to see him today. He let his hands run all over her body, palms, nails, fingertips and occasionally his lips and teeth. Kate heard herself moaning and sighing continually as her skin rejoiced in his touch.
Her body arched up and she squealed at the almost electric and very intense sensation on the inside of her immobilised right foot. The new feeling was a complete surprise to her. When she looked up at him, he was watching her face with a very self-satisfied expression. He held the device up so she could see their new toy. It looked similar to a dressmaker’s pinwheel, but with far better defined points and made completely of stainless steel. He ran it along the underside of his forearm so that she could see the pinwheel in action. Kate could see that it didn’t pierce or damage the skin, but only produced intense sensations. He ducked back down and the insistent, sharp sensations came again. Kate reminded herself to breathe but found the intensity of each sharp point of sensation hard to absorb. He ran it slowly back and forth along the same part of her foot, making the sensation become more and more intense.
There! Breathing rapidly, Kate felt the doorway slip past and her mind raced back to find it again. There! She discovered how to breathe the intensity of the pinwheel in and control it, changing what had almost been unpleasant in the moments before into something intensely sensual and gratifying. Rick felt and watched her find her way above the new sensations before he started rolling the pinwheel along her foot and up her calf, moving only while she breathed in and holding still on each out breath. Slowly and intently, he worked past her knee, retracing a zone if she started to drop out of subspace until she regained her trancelike state of blissful control.
He rolled it up the inside of her immobilised thigh, higher and higher. When she realised that he wasn’t going to stop, Kate started breathing faster and deeper. Her knees were folded over the edge of the bed and held down by the ankle cuffs, holding her spread legs fixed and motionless. All she could do was squirm helplessly in anticipation. As the sensations slowly approached, and then crossed her pussy, she squealed and giggled, held immobile in her bonds. He brushed her chest, reminding her to breathe.
He smiled in acknowledgement as she refocused on her breathing. Lifting the pinwheel, he brushed the inside of her left foot with his fingers to warn her of his intentions before starting again. This time she knew how to better use the sensation, challenging herself to take and convert more. Again, she felt each point of sensation, but now she swam above them, riding each new contact and soaring higher with each new sensation. In some ways, Kate felt as if she was already in a state of energetic release. She felt him work his way patiently up her thigh, and heard her body crying out from some distant place as he rolled the pinwheel across her smooth pussy once more. She came back as he kissed her lips. Then he moved down, kissing and teasing her nipples.
He reached into his bag again, lifting some nipple clamps with another wicked grin before adjusting their grip and wordlessly fixing them to her breasts. Kate breathed the relentless new sensations in, surfing on each wave of feeling. He lifted the light chain joining the clamps and jiggled it a little, changing the angle of the clamps and tweaking her nipples slightly. The increased sensations shot through her chest and into her libido, setting the bottom of her stomach into a hard urgent clench. He slid a pillow under her head and placed the light chain in her mouth with a grin that made her love him even more. Sighing, she let her head fall to one side a little and realised that if she moved her head, she would pull on the light chain held in her mouth, automatically giving her nipples a tweak. Her mind swam as she let herself sink into the scenario with a luxuriant moan.
He held up the pinwheel and brushed the outside of her foot so she knew what was coming. She concentrated and breathed the sensations in deeply as her mind swam in sacred waters. She could hear her body squealing and giggling, but it all seemed very far away. He worked the pinwheel up the outside of her leg, all the way to her hip, and then across her thigh and over her mound. She heard herself squealing and felt the nipple clamps send electric sensations through her chest as she writhed. Kate revelled in the complex sensations and greedily breathed everything in. He changed sides and repeated the same tortuously slow roll of the pinwheel, working up the outside of that leg before rolling it over her pussy again. She closed her eyes and drank in his attentions, floating in her own paradise.
The cold of the ice on her clitoris came as a shock, followed quickly by the intense twin sensations coming from her breasts. She’d arched her neck back and pulled tight on her nipple clamps. He was looking at her, grinning with the ice cube between his lips. That began a flood of sensations that she could not breathe in. At some point she dropped the chain from her mouth and cried out, feeling the release that came with her uncensored voice. Her mind found her vocal release opening another door and she was again swimming in sub-space. He started multiplying the sensations and she rode them deeper than any time she could remember, allowing herself to scream and writhe against her bonds. In one hand, he had a pinwheel and in the other a small rubber whip, too small to sting or hurt but perfect for a sensation of weightless impact and accent.