Amor

I'm staring up at the most beautiful face in the world, and she's grinning ear to ear. She knows I'm powerless to stop her as she nibbles on my neck. A quiet moan escapes my lips as her fingernails dig into the soft flesh of my budding breasts. I struggle with the handcuffs holding me to the bedposts feeling the cold metal rake across my wrists and ankles. She laughs, it's playful and malicious.1

"You silly, silly girl", she says to me as I glare at her,” you can't get free, you're mine now."2

Yes! I think as pleasure pulsates through me at the word "mine". She bites along my collar bone leading down to a softly erect nipple. A mild whimper passes between my open lips followed by a booming moan as she bites it. The pleasure almost unbearable, I squirm, fighting against the cuffs that confide me.3

Her fingers trace my bellybutton, gently scratching my navel. This movement tickles, my body hungry for a hard quick motion. She knows she's teasing me, getting me ready for a climax when she's ready to do it. I can't rush her, I can't do anything but lay here and enjoy. Her hand drops down to lower on my body…4

He hand finds the sweet spot, her fingers press down on my clit, the sensation makes my whole body quiver in delight, my breathing becomes fast. She giggles as she pinches it making me cry out in pain and satisfaction. My breathing is now a pant as her lips follow her hands, her tongue tracing my belly button and sliding down… down…5

I cry out with every fiber of my being as her teasing tongue reaches the beginning of my slit. She’s pushing down on my clit and then taking it way creating a pulsating motion. My cries become screams of pleasure as she pushes her tongue into the deep darkness of my womyness. I’m pushing up against her and she takes it away, shaking her head.6

“No, No, my precious plaything”, she coos in such a teasing erotic voice it makes me shiver,” You’re not allowed to participate.”7

My flushed face nods. Of course, I think, anything, anything! I groan in disappointment as she climbs off of me and slides off the bed. What could she be doing? Her back is turned to me and I here a dresser drawer open and close. My curiosity is brewing, I can’t help but ask…8

“Delilah? What are you doing?” 9

She laughs and turns to me, my mouth drops open as I realize she’s just intensified our play. In her hand is two clothespins and her homemade rope whip. My eyes are wide open and I pray she’ll be nice… Well sort of pray… Okay, okay, I wanted it. I wanted it bad…10

She hops over to the bed, bounces against the floor and lands on me in a straddling position. She comes close to my breast with the clothespin and then takes it away, playfully bantering before clipping it to my hard, sensitive nipple. I moan as she goes to clamp the other one on the opposite nipple. She beams, she can take me anywhere from here and she knows it. I’m helpless against her, not only because of the binds that hold me, but because I love her. She is the witch that has cast a powerful spell on me and, despite all previous struggle, I have to obey.11

She is holding her whip in her mouth and I know she has evil planned…12

God damned that girl…