Total pages in book: 81
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74643 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 373(@200wpm)___ 299(@250wpm)___ 249(@300wpm)
The charms on the nipple clamps swing with each step, I lose track of where we are in the large office because all I can think about it the unaccustomed weight hanging from my sensitive breasts.
We stop and Chase gives me a quick kiss. “You are doing well my pet. Now kneel down.” I kneel down. The carpet is lush and thick. I am noticing more and more having my eyes covered.
“Open your mouth.” He commands. I hesitate, questioning again why I am letting him tell me what to do. His hard cock brushes my lips, and pussy floods. I want to feel his smooth skin in my mouth. I want to taste him. Obeying makes sense and I open my mouth and greedily wrap my lips around his thick pulsing cock. Chase twines his fingers in my hair not pushing me, just holding and tugging slightly.
I run my tongue along the head of his cock tasting the salty precum already dripping from him. I continue down the shaft feeling the smooth skin and pulsing veins. I slide the tip into my mouth and slide it back as far as I can, using both hands to hold the base.
I start to slide his cock in and out of my mouth. The nipple clamps swing in time with my motions and the weight tugs at my breasts. I slide him further and further into my mouth faster and faster, torn between tasting him and the pulling on my nipples.
I’m getting incredibly wet, I drop one hand between my legs and run my fingers between my lips. My fingers are dripping, but Chase tightens his grip on my hair and murmurs “Not yet.” I bring my hand back to his cock then run my dripping fingers over his balls coating them with my juices. Chase groans when I stroke his balls so I keep doing that.
The head of his cock is hitting the back of my throat. I slow down my thrusting and try slowly to push him past, down my throat. It starts to work and the tight fit makes his cock twitch. I push him down a couple more times then he is moaning.
“Faster.” He gasps. I slide him back to a comfortable depth and suck faster. I love feeling his smooth skin against my tongue and my lips. I swirl my tongue around the head of his cock and tease him. Chase growls above me and his grip in my hair tightens again. He holds my head in place and starts thrusting into my mouth.
I suck and open wide, letting him fuck my mouth as fast as he wants. The clamps on my nipple swing wildly sending shocks of pleasure through my body. I discover that I like having Chase fuck my mouth as much as I like teasing him. I try to open my throat wider and let him slide more of his cock into my mouth. The blindfold falls away and I blink up at him.
He is wearing a blue silk robe, untied the sash was recently around my eyes. His head is thrown back, his cock twitches again then explodes into the back of my throat. He pulls it out and continues coming. Hot sticky cum hits my lips and across my face then splashes across my tits. I sit there beaming at him. When he looks down at me I lick my lips and scoop some cum off my breast with two fingers. I slide the fingers in my mouth holding his eyes.
“Fuck.” is all he says.
He bends down and scoops me up in his arms. He carries me to his desk and lays me down on the smooth surface. He steps around to the side of the desk by my feet and smiles when he pulls a leather strap from beneath the lip of the desk from the two corners. I smile back. Right now I know exactly what he wants without him even having to say anything. I stretch my legs out to him and he wraps the leather around each of my ankles tying me down to the desk. I lean back on my elbows and watch him walk around to the desk drawers.
He takes a jade letter opener from the center drawer. I look at him confused.
“I will never hurt you.” He says. I want to believe him. I want to trust him, I want to let go. So I close my eyes and put my hands above my head. He slides metal bangles around each of my wrists. They are connected by a thin chain, he hooks the chain to something just around the edge of the desk. I’d free myself if I wanted. The chain isn’t that strong and I could maneuver around the hook. But I feel chained down. I feel myself letting him take control.