Whispered Promises
She smiled. “It would be my pleasure, Baron.”
He was creative, using the potency of his touch, the magic of his kisses, and a variety of sensation tools to build her confidence step by step. When he felt she was finally ready, he told her, “I’m going to make you orgasm while you swing in the air.”
Her eyes widened. The idea both excited and frightened her. “I’m not sure I can climax,” she told him shyly.
“Do you remember the gel?” he asked with a sexy smirk.
Brie grinned, remembering the sensual heat caused by the gel he had used during one of their first scenes. It was potent enough that it had gotten her overly excited.
“Unlike the last time, you are allowed to come. In fact, I command it,” he replied with a low, inviting growl. “But first, I want to caress this beautiful body of yours.”
Brie watched as he ran his dark hands over her body. She delighted in their different skin tones because it made for a striking contrast.
She bit her lip when Baron reached between her legs and lightly rubbed her pussy before applying the gel. She instantly felt the heat begin to build as he spread the watery gel over her clit and outer lips.
After wiping his hands clean, Baron went back to gliding them over her body, concentrating on her shoulders, breasts, and stomach.
The gel made her clit super sensitive, causing her to gasp in surprise and pleasure whenever he used the lightest of touches on her clit. In no time, Baron had her squirming in the swing with desire.
Brie’s eyes widened when he took out a bullet vibrator. “Do you consent, kitten?”
She nodded, moaning with excitement just thinking about the bullet touching her clit.
Baron turned it on, filling the room with the buzz of the small instrument. Holding on to the swing, he kept her still while he pressed the bullet against the side of her clit. Goosebumps rose on her skin as her body responded to the sensual vibration making her pussy extremely wet.
Baron let go of the swing while still pressing the bullet against her. The brief sway unsettled Brie, but for some reason that slight feeling of loss of control seemed to excite her.
Taking hold of the swing again, Baron removed the vibrator and smiled down at her. “When I release the swing again, I want you to adjust to the feeling of freedom.
Freedom…
It suddenly struck Brie that she was interpreting the feeling of leaving the ground as being out of control when before she’d embraced it as a form of freedom. Of flight…
She’d just experienced another breakthrough, realizing that it was the same association she’d made with being blindfolded and being tied in Tono’s jute.
Having the power to change that misaligned perspective was life-affirming for Brie.
She gazed into Baron’s hazel eyes and voiced her deepest desire, “I long to feel that freedom again.”
“I know, kitten,” he murmured.
Baron let go of the swing, allowing it to sway slightly as he used the bullet to play with her clit. Brie’s nipples hardened as her climax began to build.
Her excitement was laced with a tinge of fear, but she’d decided that facing that challenge head-on was exactly what she needed.
It took time for her to fully let go but, as soon as she did, her thighs began to shake. Baron leaned down and whispered gruffly, “Come for me, kitten.”
Brie threw her head back, embracing the thrill of her impending orgasm, coupled with the swaying movements of the swing.
She cried out in victory as the rush of her orgasm overtook her.
Baron then gave the swing an extra push so that she swayed effortlessly above the air as her body shuddered in ecstasy.
The feeling was glorious, making her laugh with pure joy!
Baron took extra time with his aftercare, praising Brie for her courage. She was riding on such a high that she felt like a heavyweight champion who’d just crushed her opponent in the ring…
…then her eyes drifted to the golden handcuffs hanging from the whipping pole.