by Haven, Leila
Cooper took my hand and guided me across the room to the window side. The windows were covered in thick fabric, ensuring our complete privacy on the estate. He didn’t have any neighbors for miles but he did have staff that could possibly peep in if they really wanted to.
My hands were pulled behind me, secured with a length of silk fabric. Being in that position made my chest stick out, my generous boobs hanging out in front with pert, erect nipples leading the way.
Cooper ran a single finger around my areola. My knees quivered with the wonderful feeling while my pussy yearned for the same treatment. He pinched my nipples and smiled at my reaction. He knew exactly what effect he was having on me, enjoying every moment of it.
He opened a drawer and grabbed a length of rope from it. I had no idea what he was going to do with it but was keen to find out. It didn’t worry me in the slightest when Cooper tied me up. He wouldn’t hurt me, of that I was certain.
The end of the rope was loose, giving Cooper the opportunity to trail it over my body. It tickled, making my face flush with need. I was almost ready to beg, but going slow made everything so much better. The longer our sessions, the more intense the orgasm at the end.
I was in awe of the way he worked the twine. It was black and finer than normal rope. He twisted it around my body and tied it in intricate patterns, knotting it around my boobs and containing them while not restraining them.
By the time he was finished, my torso was trussed in the rope, my boobs trying to pop out through the gaps. Looking down at my body, I thought it looked beautiful. I had never imagined being tied this way could be so erotically gorgeous.
“Perfect,” Cooper concluded, admiring my body displayed in the way he wanted it to look.
My legs and head were the only part of me left untied, but I would not move them until my dom commanded me to. We were in his playroom, working under his rules. I would wait until he was ready for me.
“On your knees,” he ordered.
I sank to my knees while Cooper took off his trunks. His cock burst free, thick and hard with his arousal. He stepped closer to me while his hands guided my head to his crotch.
“Open up.”
My mouth opened eagerly, ready to taste his cock and relish in the salty sensation. The head was already slick with his juices, ready to have some fun just as I was. He guided it into my mouth, my tongue instantly ready to take him.
I closed my lips around his length as I started to suck on his cock. My tongue ran along the length as he pulled in and out of my mouth. His breath hissed between his teeth as he grew harder.
The satin of his skin glided easily, my saliva covering his shaft as it passed between my lips. All I could think about was Cooper, the man whom I could bring to his knees with my body alone.
His hips rocked back and forth, his movements growing in intensity while his cock grew in hardness. He had to be close, ready to feel the climax as he worked toward it.
My tongue slipped over his skin, sucking and licking along his cock while I was on my knees and bound for his pleasure. He would get to me later; this moment was about him and bringing him to the peak of an orgasm.
His hands were suddenly on my cheeks as his hips came to a standstill. “That’s enough. When I come, it’s going to be inside your gorgeous tight cunt. Stand up for me.”
He had to help me keep my balance as I rose to my feet. He grabbed a tissue and dabbed around my mouth, cleaning himself off me. I could still taste him on my lips, no matter how well he cleaned me up.
“How am I going to fuck you?” Cooper asked, a rhetorical question I was looking forward to knowing the answer to myself. He could take me any way he chose, but I was eager to know what he was planning.
His outstretched hand pinched both my nipples in turn, making me yearn for more. His engorged cock bobbed as he walked circles around me, thinking of all the possible ways we could fuck for the rest of the afternoon.
He slapped my ass, causing the area to sting before he rubbed it better. I could picture his handprint on my white bottom, pink in contrast.
Finally, Cooper stood in front of me again. He wore nothing but the sexy smirk on his lips. Just that one look promised so much pleasure I wasn’t sure how I would handle it all at once. When Cooper King put his mind to something, incredible things happened. It was how he had built his billion-dollar empire and how he had won my heart.
His body brushed upon mine as he moved closer. His hands went to my back, one on the silk material tying my wrists together and the other on my ponytail. He pulled down on both so my head was upturned for his kisses and my boobs were straining against the black rope.
My lips were claimed by my dom as he kissed me deeply. My mouth opened for him, his tongue where his cock had been only minutes before. He held me in place until I was breathless from his passionate kisses. His eyes sparkled as he pulled back from me.
“My little sub, you’re a sexy little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir.”
He unexpectedly slipped a hand down the curve of my ass until he was in my pussy. One finger shoved into my hole, making me jump from the sudden movement. Cooper pulled me closer against him until we were crushed against one another.
“I’m going to fuck this little cunt,” he growled, his voice husky and needy. “Tell me what I’m going to do.”
“You’re going to fuck my little cunt,” I parroted back. It was all I could do to get the words out. His finger was gently pumping in and out of my pussy, giving me just a taste of what was to come.
“Remember your manners, babe. Say it again.”
“You’re going to fuck my little cunt, sir.”
“That’s better.”
His finger was driving me wild, to the brink of insanity and back again. I couldn’t move, but if I could, I would have pushed him down to the floor and ground on his cock until we were both sweaty and satisfied. I wouldn’t have stopped until I didn’t have any energy left in my reserves.
Cooper’s cock was between us, a fact both of us were acutely aware of. I was so ready for him, wanting nothing more than to have him inside me.
He took his finger out as he laughed under his breath. “Babe, we have a lot longer to play before I’m going to let you come.”
“Yes, sir.”
It was time to move again. Cooper placed his hand on the small of my back and led me to the black leather couch sitting proudly in the middle of the room. He guided me to sit down and then lie backwards. He took an ankle in each hand and pulled my legs apart, letting them rest on the couch’s smooth surface.
Cooper grabbed something from a drawer before he sat down with my legs on either side of him. My pussy was pulled wide for whatever he chose to do next.
He held up the item he had retrieved – a dildo. It was black and large. He pressed a button to show its strong vibrating abilities. I knew I wouldn’t last even a minute when he started using it on me. It was going to take all my control to await his command.
“Brace yourself, babe. You can be noisy this time. I want to hear how much fun you’re having. Remember the safe word?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good, because I’m not going to stop if you just say ‘stop’. Only your safe word is going to save you.”
“Yes, sir.”
He turned on the vibrator and held it only a few millimeters from my pussy. He was teasing me, showing me how much control he had. I wasn’t going to beg, just bracing myself like he told me to.
I was about ready to arch my back so I could make contact with the contraption when Cooper decided he’d waited enough. Slowly, he moved the dildo closer to my clit until it made contact.
The sensation was instant. My swollen and ready clit was immediately swept up in the vibrations and pressure from the dildo. Cooper held my knees apart with his body, making sure I was taking every one of the vibrations without flinching.
The heat in my belly was ready to spill over and dive off the crest of my climax. I was
so, so close, but I had to hold on. Cooper continually pulled the dildo away before pressing it onto my clit again. He would let me get right to the crest before backing off, extending my wanton need to enormous lengths.
“Fuck, sir. It’s incredible. Please, harder,” I panted. It was all I could to remember my name, let alone the command to use my voice.
He paused for a minute and I thought it was over. Then Cooper positioned the dildo at my entrance. He pushed it into my pussy slightly before turning it back on again. It was heavenly, pure pleasure the instant he started moving it inside me.
“Sir, I’m so close. It feels so good. I need to come. Please let me come, sir.”
He knew I wouldn’t be able to hold on for much longer. I wouldn’t have cared if he did need to punish me. It would only lead to more fun times between us. Still, I wanted to please him and that meant holding out for my command.
My breathing was irregular, gasping into my lungs and making me dizzy. I was coming apart piece by piece. I ached with need, fire swirling deep in my belly as my master tortured me. More than anything else I’d ever wanted before, I knew I wanted the orgasm to burst through my body.
“Please, sir.”
He pushed the dildo deeper into my cunt, pressing it in and slowly drawing it out again. My panting was louder than the gentle buzzing of the device. Cooper was reveling in his control, keeping my knees pinned apart so I had no choice except to beg for completion.
I was going to break his rules. There was no way I could take any more of his wonderful torture without coming.
“Okay, babe. Come for me,” Cooper said clearly, breaking through everything else going on.
The dildo dived deeper once more before I let myself go. Now that I had permission, the sensations were even sweeter. The fire roared through me as my skin caught alight from the inside out. My slit pulsed like it contained all the blood in my body. It shot out lighting throughout all my nerves until I was a writhing mess of ecstasy.
I was vaguely aware of Cooper removing the dildo and kissing up my stomach. He crept up and up as the waves crashed over me and filled me with a need to make him just as happy as I was. He needed to be rewarded for this, needed to know how much I loved and appreciated everything he did for me.
My skin was extra sensitive as his hands glided over my belly and squeezed my boobs. The simple touch felt more erotic than ever before. Cooper didn’t just fuck me, he seduced me with every part of his being. There wasn’t one inch of me that didn’t feel a million little tingles.
I writhed underneath him, the ropes straining against my body. My boobs tried to break free from their restraints, my nipples peeking out from between the silky ropes.
“So fucking sexy,” Cooper growled next to my ear. His hard cock was pressed into my belly, its tip wet with his moisture.
I breathed through the rest of my climax until I could think clearly again. Instead of tiring me out, it had energized me. I was ready for anything, practically invincible. I knew there was only one man who could make me feel like this. I thought for sure I could have run a marathon, scaled the tallest building in the city, and eaten a display full of cakes.
Cooper’s lips held me hostage while he kissed me passionately. His tongue delved into my mouth before he sucked on my bottom lip. Everything caused me to grow hotter and hotter again.
He pulled me upwards and onto his lap. His strong and muscled arms wrapped around me where he held me tightly against him. His temperature was also skyrocketing, a sheen of sweat covering our skin.
In his lap was where I felt most at home. Nothing could hurt me, nothing could go wrong; it was the best place in the whole entire world. I never wanted to be anywhere else.
We didn’t need words to express our feelings. Just by the way Cooper’s hand was rubbing my back, and the way his other arm held my shoulders close to him, I could tell everything that he was thinking. Words and sentences were just superfluous. In our playroom it really was the actions that spoke louder than anything else.
Cooper let go and he helped me to stand. He slackened the ropes around my torso and let it fall away to the floor. My abdomen and boobs were laced with the imprint of the bindings. They looked beautiful. I was a walking piece of art, created by the man who had stolen my heart.
He got to his knees and his tongue traced the pattern over my skin. It tickled in parts but mostly it was just making me horny again. I wanted all of Cooper this time, not just the pleasure he could give me. I wanted to feel his body beside me, his cock inside, and I wanted to hear him moan with the ecstasy of the greatest orgasm of his life.
That was the plan.
Cooper, of course, was the one in charge. He would see to this play session and make sure we were both left satisfied. I had to remember that he enjoyed giving pleasure just as much as receiving it. He had shown me that already on several occasions.
He stood again, my head only reaching his broad chest. My hands were still tied behind my back. He could have done anything to me but I trusted him completely. Cooper would never harm me. If I hadn’t been certain of that, I never would have entered the playroom and allowed him to tie me up.
“I think I’m going to fuck you over here,” Cooper said as he pulled me across the room. A set of drawers were pressed up against the wall, a hook lying on the top of them.
Cooper picked up the hook and secured it in a hole on the second drawer down. Next, he hooked the bindings around my hands onto it. My back was arched slightly, my chest pushed outwards.
He stepped back and checked his handiwork, making sure I was exactly in the position he wanted me in. His lips slowly curled into a grin. “You look hot as hell like that.”
“Thank you, sir.” The position was quite comfortable but I would have been happier if his hands had been on me again. I couldn’t stand not being pressed up against him, even if only for a few moments.
He grabbed another piece of silk from a cabinet and held it up for me to see. It was black and about as long as an ordinary scarf. “I’m going to blindfold you for this one.”
“Yes, sir.” A jolt of happiness flashed through me. I knew that when he blindfolded me it meant he would make sure I felt everything instead of seeing what he was doing.
He reached around me and secured the silk at the back of my head. Everything went dark and the only sound I could hear was our combined breathing. I didn’t have much time to think about anything else before Cooper was wrapped around me.
One of his hands was holding my wrist bindings on the hook, making sure I couldn’t escape from my tether. His other hand was gracing my skin with his caresses. My back was warmed by each of his touches, ensuring I couldn’t grow cold in the air-conditioned room.
Cooper was tired of holding back. He nudged my legs apart until he could get between them. Grabbing one of my legs, he pulled it upwards so I could wrap it around him. We were entwined together, our bodies merging into one.
“I’m going to fuck you, Emily. And I’m going to love it.” His deep growl beside my ear sent a series of goose bumps to shudder down my spine. I was so ready for him to fuck me, despite the intense climax I’d already experienced.
He rubbed his cock along my clit, our juices mingling together to make his movements glide easily. I was soaked, completely drenched after the whole dildo experience. He would have no trouble entering me, despite the generous girth of his hard cock.
His penis started to rock into me, entering my pussy and pushing in with ease. Cooper hitched my leg a little higher, making sure he could go in as deeply as possible. I wanted to take his entire length, be completely filled by the sexy man.
He let out a slow hiss through his teeth before he started to groan as his cock was surrounded by my tight pussy walls. His enjoyment was evident in his sharp breaths, the way his rhythm fastened as he chased the orgasm he so rightly deserved.
My walls were stretched, eager to accept his cock and take all the happiness it offered me. With the blindfold on, I could conce
ntrate on the feelings only. His hands, one on my legs and the other in the small of my back, were strong and warm. The muscles on his chest pressed against me, hand and sinewy with their fine definition.
I’d never seen Cooper work out, but he had to on a daily basis to keep up his sculptured physique. I made a mental note to ask him about it. No doubt he would have a gym in the mansion, and I wanted to make good use of it. I needed to build my own muscle so I could keep up with him.
One of his hands moved to rub my clit. It was sensitive already from the earlier treatment. Just one extra flick with his thumb and he would send me into a whirlwind of bliss.
“Ah, fuck,” he gasped. Though I couldn’t see his face, I knew for sure it would be serious with concentration. He was working hard for both of us, ready to end the beautiful torture and reward our effort with the pure joy of a good fuck.