LOGINWilliam
I took him as deep as I comfortably could
before pulling back up and working my tongue around the edge of his tip.
Then I went low and sucked one ball into my mouth, playing with it a
moment before giving the other one the same treatment. I lapped at the
base of him, working my way back up.
"Very nice." He praised.
I took him back in, enjoying the feeling of him sliding over my tongue.
"You have such a nice cock. I'm going to enjoy it. But tonight, you're
I'm going to enjoy mine." He pushed down, forcing another inch of himself
down my throat before he let me back up.
"Go ahead and touch yourself." He had
my hair in his fist and was setting the pace, pulling and pushing me up and
down on his cock.
"I want you to visualize something as you do it and I bet you have a
very good imagination. Imagine yourself on your knees, your hands tied
behind you to your ankles. You can't move. In your mouth is a gag forcing your mouth open. You can move your tongue and can even speak a little,
but you can not close your mouth. With me so far?"
He pulled me up off his cock giving me a second to breathe and try to
collect myself. I was dizzy and needy and yes, yes I could imagine it. "Yes
sir."
He pushed me back down, even deeper this time. "My cock has full use of
your mouth, no restrictions. I can go as deep as I like and you are
absolutely unable to stop me in any way, shape or form. You're mine."
He was practically choking me at this point and my eyes were watering. I
squeezed my dick through my jeans.
"Do you see the image? Lick."
I shot my tongue out and flicked it back and forth, letting him put me
exactly where he wanted me.
My hips were bucking against my hand, squeezing myself,rubbing,thrusting,anything to seek more friction and it was driving me crazy. I moaned, my orgasm catching me
off guard.
As soon as I did he shoved me back down, his cock filling my
my throat and then my mouth was full of the taste of him.
Then he pulled out
"I can't believe I came in my pants" I complained, embarrassed. "You didn't
even touch me.”
He chuckles. “How about another orgasm.”
“I would like that,sir.”
“On your feet.” I arise slowly,giving my knees time to adjust.
"I want you to lay on the bed, flat on your stomach. Legs spread and arms
above your head."
I snuck a glance back at him and did as he asked. The sheets were soft
although the mattress certainly wasn't. I felt him wrap something around
my left ankle and then my right. He spread my legs just a bit and I heard
two clicks. I tried to look down to see even though I was still blindfolded.
"I took away that option from you. Relax. It's a spreader bar. Are you comfortable?"
"Yes Sir." I tried to move my legs a bit closer together but I definitely
couldn't.
My wrists went next,
tied together.
I could feel myself getting hard again.
“I want you to come as hard, and
as fast, and often as you can."
I wiggled in bed because that sounded so damn good.
I felt cold pressing against my entrance and I tried to relax. It wasn't large
but it felt oddly shaped and I bucked my hips a bit trying to maneuver it
into place.
"Stop fighting it.You need to trust me. Stop trying to
control things, just give in. Let yourself go."
He pressed it in just a bit further and I threw my head back when it hit
home. His hands started massaging my ass roughly and I rocked a bit
before forcing myself to stop; it was too much. My cock was throbbing and
my balls were tight, I couldn't believe how close I was yet again. "Please"
"Have you ever been spanked before?"
"Only once sir. It was painful."
"We're going to try it again. I'm going to show you how amazing a spanking can be."
"Thank you,sir.”
He wrapped one hand around my cock, sliding it up
towards my head before rotating it and sliding back down.
"Oh god" I moaned. When his hand came down on my right ass cheek,
hard, I jumped. The movement forward made the plug in my ass push
against me and pushed my cock through his hand.
"Oh fuck, oh god..." I was
struggling to breathe when his hand came down on the opposite cheek and I
launched forward again.
His hand disappeared from my cock and I mumbled a soft moan before his hand wrapped around me again even tighter and his other hand came
down a third time.
The fourth followed immediately and I
rocked back forward again, all senses on overload. He stroked me once
again, then twice and I exploded. I came forever, wave after wave making
moan.
"That's two.Now for number three."
"Elias.""I'm Julian," he said, offering a welcoming smile. "It's nice to meet you."I turn to Leon, who offers him a tight-lipped smile.“Elias. It's great to see you. I didn't think you'd show up.”“I'm the one who reached out first. Why wouldn't I show up? Also, I'm desperate.” My mind wanders back to William. “Very desperate.”He offers a warm smile. “You are interested in the theory part of it.”“Yes. I know my way around the…” I think of ways to describe my expertise with ropes, paddles, and other tools. “...practical side.”He chuckles. “Good.”He then gestured toward a pair of leather armchairs set near a towering mahogany bookcase."Come sit, Elias," Julian said.I let out a heavy breath and move to where he had ushered.Julian settled opposite me, resting his forearms on his knees, studying my face."You mentioned the practical side is your comfort zone. I'm not surprised. The physical side of submission is easy. Like stepping aside and letting someone pass or holding your t
Elias"But I want to help him," I said, continuing to throw the ball against the wall."Stop doing that. You'll break something again," Leon said.Ever since that night at Arthur's place, my dear William had put even more distance between us. I hated it. I hated his brother, and don't even get me started on Arthur himself."That isn't part of your job description," Leon offered.I let out a low groan and rolled onto my stomach. "I need to help him.""Why? Because you think he'll like you more? Here's the news,petty boy,it won't work out like that. He'll probably just give you a lecture about butting into his business.""He can be stubborn, but that doesn't mean he…""No, no, no," he cut in. "You are not going to do anything. You don't know what kind of family feud you'd be dragging yourself into, and as you know, those things are never pretty."I sighed, his little lecture getting on my nerves.He laughed. "You're angry. That's why you're quiet. But think about it, there's nothing you
Elias“If you don't want to tell me, just say so,” I snapped, crossing my arms and glaring at the counter. “No need to exchange secret looks like that. Geez.”"Elias," William called sternly. "Drop the attitude.""I'm not having an attitude," I muttered, though I didn't look at him. "I'm just pointing out that I cleared your entire afternoon, handled your work, and drove across the city, only to find you having a cozy little nap while your ex treats me like a stray dog."Arthur let out a soft chuckle from the stove, setting down his spoon. "I treat stray dogs much better than I treat you, Elias. And also, you get paid to do that. Except the last part, you should have saved on the gas""Arthur, stop poking him," William sighed, resting his forehead in his hand. He turned his head slightly to look at me. "Barret went to Arthur's eastern office as you already know. He was asking questions about my personal life. He's looking for proof that... that my marriage to your mother isn't what it
EliasI was feeling a lot of different emotions, but happiness was definitely not one of them.It had been more than seven hours since William left the office. He hadn't picked up my calls, and he hadn't returned a single text message. For some unknown reason, I was beyond furious.An hour past the end of the workday, I marched straight to Arthur’s apartment building because I knew that was his initial destination. If I found William there, I’d be twice as mad and I actively refused to ask myself why I even cared that much.I rang the doorbell and stood in the hallway, forcing myself to stop tapping my foot against the floor.The door opened a few minutes later. No, exactly seven minutes later.“I know you were watching me through the peephole and you enjoyed keeping me waiting,” I snapped the second Arthur opened the door.He smiled, looking too relaxed. “Good to see you again… um…”“Elias. And I know you remember that,” I snapped, brushing right past his shoulder and walking into th
WilliamI was at Arthur’s apartment. He was pouring a drink, completely unbothered by the fact that I was actively spiraling into a panic attack.“So you can come to my place,” he said as he finished pouring. I didn't say anything. He poured a second glass, came around the kitchen island, and offered it to me.“I can’t drink. I need to go back to the office. I still have work.”He raised an eyebrow, stretching his hand out even further. I let out a heavy sigh and took the glass.“Is this how you always receive your guests?” I asked, my eyes scanning from his white shirt down to his legs, where he was wearing nothing but a pair of briefs.“I wasn’t expecting company,” he said with a chuckle, leading the way over to the seating area.I waited for him to get comfortable before sitting on the exact opposite end of the sofa. He laughed at my defensiveness but made no attempt to move any closer.“What did Barret do?” I demanded.“Tsk, tsk, tsk. Can’t you even ask how I’m doing? That’s very
EliasTwo weeks. That was how long I’d been working with William. We attended meetings, I brought him coffee, I ran him through his day, and he absolutely refused to tell me a single thing about the moments we didn't spend together.Two weeks without a single problem.Until his brother, Barret, came back to work, of course.William let out an irritated sigh the moment Barret walked through the door. “You are supposed to go straight to your own office or HR, Barret. Not come to mine.”“I already cleared everything with HR,” Barret said, flashing a smug smile. “Our departments work hand in hand, so I thought I’d stop by for a quick brief.”“Go get that from your own assistant.”Barret’s head turned slowly to where I was standing by the door.“I’m not your assistant, so I’m not briefing you,” I said before he could even open his mouth.He snorted. “I wouldn’t want a brief from you anyway. You’re sloppy and…”“Elias is good at his job,” William cut in. “If he needed any judgment, I’d be t
Elias.The energy between us was thick with anticipation. I walked slowly, with steady steps. My heart thumped in my chest. Excitement, fear, nervousness….“You know how the rooms are divided?”He nods.“Ill need you to take the lead here.”He steps forward and moves to the left. The couples segment
ElliasThe air at pure leather was heavy with the musk of arousal and the smell of alcohol. I leaned back in my seat watching the beautiful scene that was happening before me.The dominant was doing a wonderful job with the ropes, carefully trying them around his submissive. My eyes roamed around th
ElliasI sat in the very last row, the mahogany bench feeling like a church pew at a funeral I wasn’t allowed to mourn. All my muscles were tense. A part of me was thrilled my mother was walking into this. Another part was scared because the man will be around every single day.I could successfully
Ellias3 months laterSharp, rhythmic rapping against my bedroom door dragged me out of a dreamless, heavy sleep."Elias. Wake up. The first of the town cars are pulling into the drive."My mother’s voice was as crisp as the morning air, devoid of the tremor I’d been carrying in my own voice for nin







