chapter 4

Mr. Grey held me up and walked me to the chair in the corner of the room, then he made me sit on it.

He took the ribbon from me and looked at me with a calm smile.

“The game is about to begin,” he said softly and slowly as he tied the ribbon around my wrists, gently securing me to the chair. It wasn’t tight, just enough to hold me in place.

He bent down to look into my eyes. “You’ll love this moment,” he said quietly, “and you’ll remember it forever.”

Then he stood and walked out of the room.

I sat there, wondering what he was planning.

A few moments later, he returned carrying a small tray. On it was a block of ice, glistening in the soft light.

I looked at him, curious and scared.

He smiled again, with a gentle warmth in his eyes. Then he bent down in front of me once more, holding the ice carefully in his hand.

Slowly, he moved the cold ice across my skin. Starting at my hands, then down my arms and legs.

A shiver ran through me. I gasped softly at the strange cold sensation, mixed with the warmth of his touch.

He watched me closely, as if he was reading me.

“It’s new, but it’s just a feeling,” he said softly. “Something to wake your senses.”

I nodded, with my breath catching in my throat.

The ice moved lower, and I felt every drop as it melted on my skin. My body became tense as Mr. Grey knelt in front of me and looked up into my eyes.

“Open your legs,” he said softly.

I nodded and slowly spread my legs. The ribbon still held my hands, but I did what he asked.

Then he placed the cold block right between my thighs, right on my clit. I gasped loudly.

“F–fuck,” I cried out, my voice was shaky.

The cold hit me hard, and I couldn’t hold it in. My body jumped, and the feeling rushed through me so fast it made me moan again. I wasn’t ready for how strong it would feel. The ice melted slowly, and the mix of cold and heat made everything feel more intense.

Mr. Grey watched me, calm and focused. Then he dropped the ice and pulled down my panties. They fell to the floor without a sound.

He moved closer and lowered his head, his tongue touched my pussy slowly. I moaned again, louder this time. My head leaned back, and I couldn’t stop words from slipping out of my mouth.

After a moment, he stood up and walked to his wardrobe. My body was still shaking, still feeling everything he had done.

He turned back, holding something in his hand. It was a toy, he knelt in front of me again.

“This is just the beginning,” he said and smiled.

Gosh, I looked at him and bit my lips... this man is just too good...

He held the toy in his hand, turning it slowly so I could see it clearly. then he looked into my eyes, calm and serious.

“Do you know what this is for?” he asked quietly.

I swallowed hard, my body still trembling. I nodded slowly, unable to speak.

“It’s for your pleasure,” he said. “For learning your body, for giving in.”

He moved closer, with one hand gently resting on my thigh. I felt my breath catch again.

“Say it,” he whispered. “Tell me what it’s for.”

My voice was low and shaky. “It’s for… pleasure.”

He smiled, just a little. Then, with a slow flick of his thumb, he turned on the toy. A soft buzzing sound filled the air, low and steady, vibrating gently in his hand.

My eyes widened slightly at the sound and the anticipation.

He leaned in closer. “Feel it,” he whispered.

Then, slowly and carefully, he guided the vibrating toy between my legs.

I gasped again as it entered me.

“Good,” he said softly.

My head fell back, and I moaned. The rhythm was slow at first, steady and teasing, building the feeling inside me higher and higher.

He kept the toy moving slowly, with his other hand steady on my leg. He didn’t rush, he just watched me the whole time.

“You love it?” he asked softly.

I nodded, with my lips parted, eyes half-closed. “Yes… I love it.”

The fact that he asked every single time I reacted to his touch made me want him more.

Then he moved it a little deeper, twisting just enough to make me moan again. The feeling kept growing, wave after wave, like something inside me was being pushed higher and higher.

He leaned in close, his voice brushed against my skin. “I want you to cum baby.”

His words sank into me, and I felt myself giving in more. Losing control, My hands tugged slightly at the ribbon around my wrists. But I didn’t want him to stop.

He used the toy for a while, slowly at first, then faster, teasing and pushing me to the edge. I could barely think. My body was shaking, my breath was broken, and my moans filled the room.

“Mr. Grey ” I gasped. “I… I can’t ”

“Yes, you can,” he whispered. “Just let it happen.”

And then i did.

Everything inside me tightened, a loud cry escaped my lips. And a white creamy juicy rushed out of my pussy.

Mr. Grey slowly pulled the toy away, letting me breathe. Letting me come down from everything I just felt.

He looked at me with a smile. “Good girl,” he said gently. “That’s what I wanted.”

He removed the mask and untied me, then he helped me from the chair to the bed. “You’ll stay with me fully tonight,” he said and smiled.

I was tired. As soon as my head touched the pillow, I fell asleep.