Under His Discipline - Love Under Lockdown

Her wrists were bound, and her mouth was gagged. She was at my mercy.

Gently, I pushed her back until her head hit the pillows. Leaning down, I took each nipple into my mouth one at a time, grazing the tips with the edge of my teeth. I could tell Charli was doing her best not to react, but she couldn’t stop the trembles rippling over her skin.

The scent of her arousal filled the room. I lifted her legs over my shoulders. Her soaked pussy was a temptation, one I wouldn’t be able to resist for much longer.

Leaning forward, I brushed the head of my cock over her swollen folds but as much as she strained to have me enter her virgin channel, I resisted.

She sobbed against the rope, and the plea I heard almost unraveled my resolve.

“Quiet,” I said harshly.

She quieted. I dug my fingers into her hips and pulled her forward until my cock nudged her entrance. She was lubricated enough to take my width and length with zero resistance.

“Do you want to come?” I asked.

She nodded, her beseeching eyes glistening.

I picked up the wand vibrator and switched it to its highest setting.

“Whatever you do, don’t make a sound and don’t come.”

Using my thumb and forefinger, I spread her slick folds and touched the head of the vibrator against her puffy clit.

A lone tear slid down the side of her face and disappeared into her hair. What I was asking her to do would take more self-control than Charli currently possessed. Even a trained sub would find what I’d asked her to do difficult.

Relentlessly, I pressed the vibrator against her sensitive spot. She tensed against the aggressive rush of pleasure I was giving her, doing everything in her power to resist the climax swelling inside of her. Mercilessly, I lifted the vibrator from her before bringing it back, never giving her more than a second to recover.

Pre-come dripped from my cock, and the voice in my head chanted fuck her, fuck her, fuck her.

My dick twitched and jerked in agreement with the voice.

Dammit.

I prided myself on my restraint, willpower, and resolve, but this girl had knocked them down one by one.

Being with her felt so normal, like it was always meant to be. There was something powerful about the fact that Charli wanted to give me her virginity.

I would be the first man to pleasure her in that way. Truth be told, I wanted to be the only one in her life and wanted to take care of her, in every way, for the rest of my life.

Charli had tamed me.

She now held my heart in the palm of her hands.

I threw the vibrator onto the mattress.

It was time to make Charli Merrick mine.

Forever.Chapter 9 - CharliI was on the verge of losing my mind. Here I was gagged and bound by my boss, my master.

He was about to take my virginity, and there was no hesitation in my mind that he was the one who was supposed to make me a woman.

I lifted my head and looked at his cock. A cock that was going to be inside me soon.

Never in my life had I had a man’s cock in my mouth, so I had nothing to compare him to, but he tasted divine, and my mouth watered as I thought about him ramming his veiny dick down my throat again.

Never in a million years had I ever imagined myself submitting to a man like Max. Someone who aggressively took what he wanted.

His actions were possessive and demanding, and at times frightening. The feral look in his eyes took my breath away, but I didn’t fear him.

He stood by the mattress, placed his hands on my knees, and spread my legs wide.

I wanted to touch him.

Wanted to wrap my hands around his cock and guide him inside me.

I wanted to scratch my fingernails over his smooth skin and feel his muscles ripple.

But because of the way he had me tied up, there was no way I’d be able to do any of that.

“Is this what you want?” he asked, running his large hands up and down my thighs.

“Yes, Master,” I mumbled against the gag.

“Don’t lie, Charli. When I ask you something, answer me honestly. You don’t want your first time with me to happen when you’re bound and gagged, do you?”

Ashamed that he saw right through me, I closed my eyes and gave my head a slight shake. Being bound was more of a turn on that I could ever have imagined, but he was right. I didn’t want my first time like this.

“Sit,” he commanded and helped me into a sitting position.

He undid the rope going around the back of my neck. Next, he undid and untied the rope between my wrists, kissing, licking, and massaging my skin as he did.