“How was your day?”
“Okay,” he replied, “I hope it ends on a better note.”
She ran the tip of her index finger from his temple down to his chin, pushing and tilting his head up toward her. She chose this exact moment to change her facial expression into a more stern one, a facial expression that exerted authority.
“It can end better than it started, but that depends on you,” she said in a hushed voice. She pulled back and stood straight up, turning on her heel to walk over to where she had dropped her purse earlier. She unclipped the leather strap she used to swing it over her shoulders and walked back over to Billy.
He eyed it with excitement. His throat bobbed as he gulped nervously. She folded the strap in half and stretched it to make a loud snap noise that caused Billy to wince, a reaction that he tried to hide but was unsuccessful in doing so.
She started walking away from him and simply said, “Bedroom” in a commanding tone.
Quickly, he stood up and scurried behind her. She noticed he didn’t walk beside her or even walk past her to go into the bedroom, instead he walked diligently behind her.
Following orders comes so naturally to him, she mused.
This once again served as a reminder of just how compatible they turned out to be. In fact, they were compatible in numerous ways and this was just another to add to the list. But it particularly stood out to her because it had been so unexpected.
After Billy entered the bedroom, she closed the door and turned to face him. Staring him straight in the eyes, she raised a single finger and pointed down to the ground. Without a word or hesitation, he sunk to his knees and looked up at her. She slowly began to unbutton her blouse and reveal a black lace bra.
It was new and he had never seen it. She noticed his eyes light up at the sight and a slight smirk played at the corners of her lips, just subtly enough where he would have trouble deciding if she was actually smiling or not.
She took off her shirt and placed it on top of the dresser next to her before dropping her hands and resting them on the waistband of her pants, hooking her thumbs just underneath it. She looked him up and down as if she were sizing him up before she snapped her fingers and pointed up. He started to stand up slowly, looking to her for confirmation. Taking her silence to mean he had, he stood straight up and waited.
“Take off your clothes,” she said quietly. She had adopted for a quiet but commanding tone, the kind she had always imagined she would use. She was internally delighted she was able to pull it off and that it actually worked.
He removed his shirt and boxers to reveal his cock, already hard and standing at attention. He held his clothes in his hands looking unsure of what to do with them. Aria snatched them from his hands and placed them on the dresser on top of her own blouse. She unbuckled her belt and slowly moved it out of the belt loops on her pants as Billy’s eyes followed its path around her hips with rapt attention.
She dangled it about a foot off the ground, holding it by its buckle, as his eyes ran over every inch of it. She placed it on the dresser next to the leather strap of her purse and continued to unbutton and unzip her slacks. She pushed them down from her hips, wiggling them in an exaggerated motion as she took off her pants and revealed matching black lace panties in a miniscule boy-short cut. Billy swallowed hard.
She took the leather strap of her purse from the dresser and ran it between her fingers as she surveyed Billy for a couple minutes. She set it down and instead walked over to her vanity set to pull out a red ribbon she liked to wear in her hair. She then sauntered over toward him and stepped behind him, pulling his wrists together behind his back before tying them together with the ribbon. She pushed on both his shoulders with her hands until he bent his knees and resumed his position on the floor.
Walking around to stand directly in front of him, she pushed her panties down from her hips and instructed him to finish removing them with his teeth. He stretched his neck forward and took the fabric between his teeth and pulled down with awkward jerking tugs. Her panties got stuck in the middle of her thighs. When he pulled his head back to pull from a different part she grabbed his chin between her thumb and index finger, closing them with pressure so he drew in a breath from the discomfort and slight pain.
“You need to learn how to do that correctly,” she warned him. She let go and finished removing her panties and throwing them back onto the dresser.
That is when she walked to the bed and sat on the edge of it with her legs spread wide open.
“Come here,” she commanded. “On your knees,” she added.
He struggled at first to turn and shuffle over to her while staying on his knees, hands still tied behind his back, but he got there. He was right between her legs and continued to look at her exposed pink flesh, already glistening with her wetness. He licked his lips.
“You want a taste?” Billy nodded.
She gave a nod and he dove right in, pressing his face firmly between her thighs and his tongue darted out to push against her. She raised a leg and kept it bent, foot flat on the bed, as he pushed his entire tongue into her and moved it in an upward motion. Her breath got heavy. He knew she was enjoying it, but she was holding back her moans.
He slipped his tongue out and laid it flat against her before rolling it back and closing his mouth over her and sucking. A tiny moan escaped her lips but she pressed them shut, making throaty noises of pleasure instead. He flicked his tongue out and ran up her slit with the tip until he was making circles around her clit. As soon as his hips moved up on instinct she sat up and pushed his head away by resting her hand flat against his forehead.
She pushed her body further up the bed before swinging her legs over the side and standing up. She reached behind her back and unclasped her bra, letting it fall from her shoulder and down her arms until it landed on the floor. She turned so her back would be to him and bent over slowly to pick up the bra, placing it on the dresser as she stood back up.
His breathing was heavy and he was so excited he felt he would burst if this continued on for much longer.
“Stand up,” she ordered with her back still turned.
He pushed himself off with one knee and stood, struggling to initially keep his balance. She marched over to him and turned him so he faced her and away from the bed. She pulled her arms back and shoved him back onto the bed where he landed heavily with a bounce.
“Move up,” she told him.
He scrambled to plant both feet flat on the bed and push his body up. She climbed onto the bed and got on her knees, resting back on her legs, between his spread legs. She leaned forward, arching her body so she wouldn’t touch his cock and placed her hands on his chest with a hard slap.
She curled her fingers in so her nails dug into his flesh before very slowly dragging them downward, leaving a trail of red marks. She ran her nails all the way down to his hip bones before taking her fingers away from him except her index an middle fingers of each hand. She ran them around his hips, still scratching him, and down his sides.
He felt like he was going crazy with the need to have her at least touch him. She ran her fingers back up his thigh, moving even slower than she had been before. She inched closer and closer to his hard, pulsing cock, but stopped just before making contact. She ran her hands slowly back up his torso until they were on his chest.
She pushed down and lifted her lower body until she was just above the tip of his cock. She was so close to him he could feel the warmth of her flesh reach his shaft, driving him even crazier. Though he knew it would be going against what she was doing he couldn’t help but raise his hips to make contact with her.
As soon as she felt the tip of his cock just brush against her, she placed her hand on his hip and pushed him down.
“You’re going to learn not to misbehave,” she scolded him as she swung her leg around and stepped off the bed, turning to look down on him with disgust. He swallowed, not knowing what was coming next other than some form of punishme
nt. Though he felt a certain exhilaration running through his veins, he also could not deny his nervousness.
She slipped her hand under his lower back and rolled him onto his stomach. The friction of the sheets against his cock came as some relief but he also felt discomfort from being smashed against the bed. He shifted his hips to get into a more comfortable position but it didn’t matter because her hands slid under to grab his thighs and pull up.
His face was buried in the sheets and chest resting against the bed while his ass was raised up and exposed. She bent his knees so he would support his weight with them. Then she walked over to the dresser and retrieved her leather belt. He heard her snap it again after folding it in half. That’s when he realized what she was about to do.
He jumped slightly when he felt her small, smooth hand land against his ass cheeks. She stepped back and swung her arm back, letting it fall so the belt made a nice cracking sound upon contact. He cried out at how unexpectedly well she delivered the blow, feeling little prickles of pain spread over his skin.
“Billy,” she said in a low voice and he knew she was asking if it was okay to continue. Though she wanted to continue to stay in character she was all too aware this was their first time going this far and she needed to be sure it wasn’t stepping over any of his limits.
“It’s fine,” he assured her. With that, she swung her arm back and let the belt land on his exposed ass again with more force than the first blow. Without missing a beat she swung her arm back again and delivered another blow, enjoying the way the belt licked his bare skin and made the loud snap sound upon contact.
She especially liked the red marks showing brightly on his skin and the way he tucked his hips in every with each hit. She set the belt at the foot of the bed and leaned forward to rub the flesh where the most prominent red marks showed. This felt like an inseparable mixture of relief and even more pain to Billy. She ran her hand up the curve his ass and up his back until she let it rest on his neck, wrapping her fingers around and leaning down to whisper in his ear.
“That’s just a taste of what happens when you misbehave,” she warned before licking up the side of his neck and pushing him roughly onto his side.
She climbed over him again and finally wrapped her hand around the base of his shaft, immediately earing a deep groan from him. He shut his eyes at the feeling of finally being touched. She positioned her body over him.
“This doesn’t happen until I decide it’s time.” Having said that she lowered her hips until the tip of his cock pushed inside her. She stopped and stared him straight in the eyes as if daring him to thrust upward. He gulped and maintained eye contact while making sure to keep his body perfectly still.
She slowly continued lowering her pussy down until he had penetrated her completely. She sat on him with his cock inside her and started slowly moving her hips in a tiny circular motions. She started to raise her hips off him while maintain her gyrating motion, her head thrown back in pleasure.
He tried to ignore the pain and cramping in his arms from being pinned under him as he enjoyed the sensation of her movement. She started to move faster, eventually leaning forward and placing her hands flat on his chest for support to move her hips up and down at a more rapid pace. Her eyes shut tight. She dug her nails into his skin as she reached climax, her orgasm pushed him over the edge, making him to cum. She breathed out heavily and pushed herself off him, moving to sit at the edge of the bed.
After a couple minutes during which she had caught her breath she looked over her shoulder at him. Her eyes were alive with excitement and satisfaction. She turned and lifted him to a sitting position to untie the ribbon from his wrists. She rubbed his wrists where there were marks from the cloth cutting into his skin before pulling him into an embrace.
His eyes had a look of being spaced out, but not in a bad way. She leaned down so he would lie back down and she went on her side beside him, draping an arm and leg over him and pulling him toward her body. She ran her hand in circles over his chest and shoulders before leaning in and giving him a peck on the cheek. This went on for a few minutes until he seemed to come back down and he finally turned to look at her, his eyes looking like he felt satisfied and tranquil.
She ran her hand through his hair and asked, “How do you feel?”
“Great. You?” He smiled.
“Wonderful.”
She leaned in and gave him a slow, affectionate kiss. When she pulled back she took the time to look over the details of his face, admiring everything about him. She couldn’t have asked for a better experience than the one she had just had.
“It’s almost unbelievable how well this turned out,” she mentioned casually. He hummed in agreement and leaned in for another slow kiss. More than everything being thrilling and gratifying, she also felt a new level of intimacy.
“I need to shower,” she said.
“Mind if I join you?”
She smiled and nodded, giving him a peck on the cheek before standing up and heading to the shower. As she turned on the showerhead and adjusted the water temperature he removed the bed sheets and replaced them with clean ones. He stepped into the bathroom to see her standing in the shower, the water cascading beautifully over her body and leaving her skin glistening.
He stepped in with her and turned her before pulling her so her back was pressed against his chest. He wrapped his arms around her and slowly swayed from side to side, just enjoying how she felt in his arms and against his body.
He kissed her cheek and whispered, “I love you.” She pulled her head back and tilted it up to meet his gaze.
“I love you too,” she said softly. It was a tone drastically different than the one she had been using just a short while ago.
He squeezed her tightly before letting go so they could both wash up. They showered side by side in silence, just relaxing with the sound of the falling water. When they finished they stepped out and reached for a towel to dry off. While Billy went straight to the bed and spread out comfortably, Aria took the time to towel dry her hair and brush it out. She looked into the mirror as she did, completely lost in thought. She felt euphoric sense of happiness and relief.
Though they had discussed everything and found out they both wanted the same thing there was nothing quite like experiencing it together. When she finished she stepped out to see Billy had already fallen asleep. She smiled and turned off the lights before climbing into bed to join him.
Chapter 8
It wasn’t until Wednesday during her lunch break that Aria was able to meet up with Kay. The first thing her best friend asked, predictably, was how their first night of BDSM play had gone. Aria went on to tell her it had been wonderful.
“It was so much more than I ever could have expected,” she told her earnestly.
Kay wanted more details, but Aria felt hesitant to tell her. She wasn’t sure if this was something Billy would want people to know. Of course he knew how open she was with Kay and had never found it a problem that Aria confided in her so much, including things regarding all aspects of their relationship, but this was all so new Aria wasn’t sure how he felt about it. Kay understood her reluctance when she explained why she wasn’t dishing on all the dirty details.
“I will say I don’t think we did anything all that extreme,” she told Kay.
Kay nodded. “Well as long as you both really enjoyed and it’s what you really wanted, that’s what matters.”
Aria nodded vigorously. Kay giggled and took a sip of her iced tea.
“So John’s having a party at his place this Saturday and he left it up to me to convince you and Billy to go,” she informed Aria.
“We’ll go.”
“That was easy,” Kay said. Then Kay pressed her lips together as if she had something more to say but wasn’t sure if she should or how to bring it up.
“What is it?”
“Well, someone is back in town and it seems like she is here to stay. I’m pretty sure she will be going to the party.”
Aria tilted her head and furrowed her eyebrows in question as she tried to think of who might be back and part of their larger social circle that would bother her, but she drew a blank.
“It’s Tina.”
Aria coughed as the water she had just taken a sip of went down the wrong way. She felt like she was choking or drowning, she wasn’t quite sure. Kay fanned her and waited a moment so Aria could collect herself.
“Tina? Seriously?” Her best friend nodded sympathetically, completely understanding Aria’s reaction to the news.
Tina had been Billy’s last girlfriend before they met and she had been an important part of his life. He had even confessed one night to Aria he had planned to propose to her before she ended things. She knew he was hung up on her for quite some time after the break up.
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