The Agreement (Unrestrained 1)

"You have to learn that you're only allowed to come when I want you to. I know when you're ready and when you deserve an orgasm. If you feel like you're going to come, you must tell me immediately."

My eyes almost rolled back into my head when his fingers slipped between my labia to find my clit.

"I don't want you to come this time, Katherine. I want you to just feel well-used. I want you to get used to being an object for my pleasure."

"Then why are you arousing me, Sir?"

"Shh," he said, a finger on my lips. I could feel his cheek raise in a smile against my skin. "No talking. I want you to feel how I felt the other night when you came so quickly and we were rudely interrupted. You have to yield up every bit of power to me, Katherine, when we're together. I decide everything. What we do, how we do it, if and when you come, and how you come." His fingers continued to stroke my clit, then slipped a bit deeper, teasing the entrance to my body.

"You've probably spent most of your life trying to keep quiet when you have an orgasm, Katherine. I want you to be loud. I want your eyes open and staring into mine."

I gasped when his fingers stroked inside of me, his thumb on my clit, my body clenching in pleasure around his fingers.

"You're so nice and wet, Katherine. You're almost ready for me."

I kept my eyes closed as he continued to stimulate me, and in truth, I felt as if I could come just from his fingers alone.

Then he pulled his fingers out abruptly and pushed me down onto the bed so I lay on my back.

"Crawl up farther," he said as he removed his shirt and shorts, so that he was standing in his boxer briefs. I did, pulling myself back on the bed.

"Are you going to tie me up?" I said, breathless, excited about the prospect.

He frowned.

"Sir, I mean."

"Katherine, a slave doesn't ask her Master what he plans. She merely submits happily."

"But you said…"

"Shh," he said and took my hands and placed them above my head. "Keep your hands together like that. Imagine that they're restrained and tied to the bed frame. Don't let go no matter what."

"Why aren't you going to restrain me for real?"

"Kate," he said, his voice a bit frustrated. "You have to let me decide these things."

I complied, holding my hands, my arms stretched above me.

"Now, close your eyes and keep them closed until I tell you to open them. I don’t want you distracted by anything besides how your body feels."

I nodded.

He spread my thighs and lay between them, his mouth at my neck and then my breasts, sucking each nipple, squeezing my breasts as he did. My face was hot, my heart pounding, my groin aching. I knew he was going to eat me, as he said he would, and the anticipation was killing me, sending waves of desire through my body.

He moved

down to my groin, to my shaved pussy, and licked it all over, the external labia, and around my inner thighs and it almost drove me crazy. When he finally licked my inner lips and clit, I groaned out loud, then inhaled sharply as he sucked them into his mouth.

"Remember," he said, pulling off me. "You can't come this time. You have to tell me if you feel like you will."

I said nothing, my eyes closed, my body so ready. He slipped his fingers into me and placed his mouth over me again, sucking me, licking me and soon, I felt that sweetness that always came before an orgasm.

"I…" I gasped, my hands in his hair. "I'm going to…"

He pulled off and removed his fingers, and I just lay there panting, so close. Without any stimulation, my impending orgasm waned and I panted, swallowing, my mouth dry.

"Good girl," he said. "Keep your eyes closed."