Bondage Unlimited

by Tori Carson

  “Once I’ve stripped you bare, I’m going to use a flogger to mark every inch of your body.” His breath caressed her neck.

  Her nipples peaked and she couldn’t contain her moans of pleasure. Gio had lit a fire deep within her. “Yes. Please.”

  He knelt and continued to slowly wrap her body in rope until she was tied so tightly she couldn’t move.

  As Gio stood, he palmed her pussy and leaned in close. “Have you ever been flogged here until you came?”

  The idea alone had her wet with desire. “No.” She couldn’t imagine how that would feel.

  “I look forward to showing you just what your body is capable of.” He stood so close that their bodies touched.

  “I want that too. Please, show me now.” She knew she was looking up at him with stars in her eyes, but she didn’t care. She’d loved him for so long. Having this special moment with him was all that mattered.

  His chest rumbled as he chuckled. “I promised that we wouldn’t scene, that I wouldn’t take off your clothes and that I wouldn’t arouse you. I believe I may have failed on that last one, but I haven’t blatantly stimulated you…yet. I’m barely holding on to my self-control.”

  “I release you from your promise.” She smiled up at him, hoping he would relent.

  He shook his head. “Promises and hard limits can’t be changed in the heat of things. I’ll never breach a hard limit while we’re playing. If you decide to put something on the table, you have to tell me in the light of day or, at the very least, before a scene begins. Do you understand?”

  Eva pushed out her bottom lip and pouted. “Yes.” She groaned. “So you plan to just torture me tonight?”

  “Some would call it that.” He stepped back toward the door.

  When he entered her line of vision again, he held his guitar in his hand.

  “Now that I have you restrained and you can’t run away screaming, I have a song I want you to hear. I wrote it for you, Eva. It comes from my heart and I mean every single word.” Gio sat on the floor, leaning against the glass wall in front of her, and started to play.

  The melody was sultry, like a summer breeze. It washed over her, seeping inside and tearing down any remaining walls she might have had. Gio sang of undying love and second chances. He pledged his protection and honest communication.

  By the time he had finished, tears were rolling down her cheeks. She truly loved him with all her heart and soul.

  Gio leaned his guitar against the glass and came to her. He rested his forehead against hers. “I can’t tell you how sorry I am that I hurt you. You’re my world, Eva, and I promise to spend the rest of my life making it up to you.”

  “We’re together now, Gio. That’s all that matters.” She began to squirm. The need to touch him was too strong to stay still. “Take me home.”

  He unhooked the rope binding her wrists and began to untie her. “It’s our home, Eva, just the way it was supposed to be.” When her hands were free, he tossed the rope on top of his kit and brushed kisses over the marks on her skin.

  “I can’t believe you built our house. It still blows my mind.”

  “I was trying to find you,” he confessed.

  “It’s crazy that we lived so close to each other all this time and never knew it.” Had she known, she would have arranged a ‘chance’ meeting. Although she’d tried to push his memory away, she’d never succeeded. At least once a week, she’d popped his CD into her stereo and listened to it, wondering what exactly he had been trying to tell her.

  “Will you record the song for me, so I can keep it with me always?” Though she doubted she’d ever be able to listen to it and not cry. With this song, she had no doubts about what he was trying to tell her.

  Gio knelt and unfastened the knot at the base of the pole. “Anything for my lady.”

  “You have such a sexy voice. I love to hear you speak, but when you sing…” She was getting choked up just thinking about it.

  Slowly, he unwound the rope. As each strand was removed, Gio’s fingers caressed and tantalized her.

  “Good to know,” he murmured along her thigh. “I’m glad you’ll enjoy hearing my voice, as you’re down on your knees and I’m dictating to you.”

  “Mmm. I can’t wait.” Eva closed her eyes and allowed the warmth of his hands to seep inside her. She tried to keep her focus on their close bond, not the arousal building steadily. If she thought about it at all, she’d jump him here and now.

  “Let’s get out of here before I lose all respect for myself.” He hugged her tight.

  * * * *

  “On your knees,” he ordered, pleased that his voice sounded strong. Seeing her naked in the bedroom he’d built for them was a dream come true.

  Eva dropped into a kneeling position and shot him a sexy as fuck look. “Yes, Sir, or would you prefer Master?”

  He paused while unlacing his leathers. He’d never envisioned their relationship as a Master/slave dynamic. Pushing a lock of her hair behind her ear, he tipped her chin upward so he could see her face. “Is that what you want?”

  She blushed. “I have, occasionally, used the term ‘Sir’ in a flippant manner. You mean so much more to me than that. I know your parents are in a Master/slave relationship and I’m glad it works for them, but I think I’d chafe in that type of environment. Don’t subs sometimes call their Doms Master? It isn’t only slaves, is it?”

  “It doesn’t matter what others do. Our relationship is whatever we make it. No one will tell us how to live our lives.” He kicked off his boots and slid off his leathers. “Your Master wants his cock sucked.”

  “With pleasure.” She opened her mouth and placed her hands on his thighs.

  As her tongue moved down the length of him, he tipped his head back and moaned. Fisting her hair, he controlled the speed and depth. “That’s right, sweetheart. Just like that.”

  Eva bared her teeth, scraping along his shaft. He’d never found that particularly seductive, but with Eva it was. He trusted her. When her teeth neared the head, she pulled back and used her tongue. Ahh, God. She hit that spot. If he didn’t stop her, their fun was going to end prematurely. Being with Eva was so much more erotic than with anyone else.

  Just a few more strokes. One…two. Oh fuck. He went in deep and held there. Her eyes grew wide with surprise. A second later they grew dark and filled with desire. That look. He wanted to see it again and again.

  She squeezed his balls and stroked his perineum.

  “Oh, sweetheart, now you’ve done it.” His orgasm caught him by surprise. This was his Eva, testing his self-control at every turn. He held tight as stream after stream of his cum filled her mouth.

  Eva gagged and he pulled back as his dick continued to throb. He hadn’t intended to choke her, but her submission to him was intoxicating as hell and he’d lost himself for a moment.

  To his surprise, Eva swallowed then took him deep again. She sucked and licked until he thought he’d go insane. He gripped her hair tighter until she held still. With his cock still in her mouth, she laughed. The sensations nearly took him to his knees.

  “Did I please you, Master?” Her expression was smug. She knew exactly what she’d given him.

  “What you do to me, sweetheart.” He hadn’t intended to be selfish, but he would make it up to her. “Stand up.”

  He held out his hand to steady her before he reached into his kit that he’d laid on his bed shortly after they’d arrived home. He withdrew three bundles of rope. “Hands.”

  She held her wrists about two inches apart, just like he’d shown her. He bound her hands in a two column tie then reached under the bed for a hook he’d made out of a six foot piece of dowel. Glancing up at the faux smoke detector, he used the hook to swing it open. A carabiner appeared.

  Eva furrowed her brow. “That’s new, isn’t it?”

  He smiled and nodded. “I got to thinking about what you said last night. I want our home to be our sanctuary. Scening at the club—either club—is fun
, but I plan to enjoy you in private, too.”

  She chuckled. “Bondage unlimited, eh?”

  “Absolutely. I want our home to be family friendly, but I think if we’re creative, we can have our kink too.”

  “I like the way you think.”

  It took Gio two tries to thread the rope attached to her wrists through the carabiner. “One of the downfalls of twelve foot ceilings.”

  “It’s worth it. I love the open, airy feel.”

  “Spread your legs as far as you can comfortably,” Gio ordered, before he pulled the rope taut. He tied off then grabbed the other bundles. After using single column ties on her ankles, he took the rope to each corner of the bed and attached them there as well.

  “I think my heart is going to pound out of my chest.” Eva giggled as a pink blush covered her cheeks.

  “Are you wondering what I have planned for you, sweetheart?” He sat on the bed and looked through his kit until he found his deerskin flogger. Once he had it in hand, he gazed up at the most beautiful sight he’d ever seen. Eva’s perfect ass was just waiting for his marks.

  “Yes. Gio… I’ve never felt so exposed.” Eva sounded a little unsure of herself.

  He came up behind her and wrapped an arm around her waist. “Just the way I want you. Every inch of your delicious body open to me.”

  Eva groaned. “I think there is one flaw in your master plan.”

  “What would that be?” Like a silly teenager, he couldn’t wipe the smile from his face. Good thing he was standing behind her or his Dom persona would be shot to hell.

  “Keep this up and I’m going to be dripping wetness all over the carpet.”

  He put his hand between her legs. “It might already be too late, but if your thoughts are on something as mundane as carpet, I’m not doing my job.”

  “I feel like the whole world is watching us.” She was gazing out of the wall of glass.

  “You are my whole world, Eva.” Gio knew the glass was impervious to the human eye, but seeing her blatant arousal, he decided not to remind her. Let her imagination run wild.

  “And you’re mine, Master.”

  He liked hearing that word come out of her mouth. Gio began to massage her shoulders and back. He needed to prepare her before he used the flogger, but it was hard to stay focused while touching her soft skin. Slowly, he worked his way down her body, spending a long, torturous time on her breasts and pussy. By the time he reached her calves, her eyes were closed and her coos had his cock raring to go again.

  “You belong to me, Eva.” He picked up his favorite flogger and struck her back. “Your body responds to me.”

  “Yes, Master.” Her weight shifted forward under the blow. She gasped and gripped the rope leading from her wrists.

  Gio spread out his assault, flogging her back, ass and legs. He was careful to avoid her kidneys and lower back. Her skin took on a healthy, pink glow.

  From behind, he pressed his body against hers and whispered in her ear. “Want more?”

  Eva wiggled her ass over his rock hard cock. “Please, Master. I’m burning up.” She was trying to bring her legs together, only the rope kept her from stealing her pleasure.

  He palmed her breasts and tugged on her nipples. “I’m going to flog you until you come.”

  “Oh, gawd.” She began to tremble. “Yes, please.”

  “Are you thinking what these strands are going to feel like on your breasts?” He smacked her tummy once but with enough bite to make her gasp. Again, he tugged on her nipples, pulling and squeezing until she whimpered.

  “Yes, do it, please. Don’t make me wait.”

  He struck her thighs hard enough to leave marks. “Do you want me to hit your pussy over and over until you come?”

  Eva moaned. “Yes.” She was shaking and trying to pull her legs closed.

  Gio cupped her pussy and found her clit wet and engorged. Eva was a pleasure beyond anything he’d ever experienced before.

  She rocked her hips and spread her legs wider. The temptation was too great. Gio trust two fingers inside her, brushing her clit with each stroke. When she was close, he pulled out and began using the flogger again.

  He walked in front of her and began at her calves working upward. “Your skin bears my marks. Tomorrow, you’re going to feel my possession with every move you make.”

  “Please, Master. I’m begging.” She was panting with her head tipped back and her eyes closed.

  “What do you want, Eva?” She wouldn’t last long. Her body glistened and Gio wished he had a camera set up. She’d never looked more beautiful.

  “Own me. Make me yours,” Eva pleaded.

  Gio’s breath stilled in his body. He’d expected her to ask for release, not this. “You are mine.” The flogger connected with her mound.

  She screamed and struggled against the ropes. Tears fell down her cheeks. “More.” She moaned.

  He sent the strands across her breasts, leaving pink stripes along her curves. Her nipples puckered and hardened even more. Gio began a merciless pattern, one strike to each tit then another between her lips.

  She gasped and cried out with each blow. Her hips rocked forward in anticipation. “Please, please. I’m so close.”

  “Come for me, Eva. Give yourself to me.”

  As her release washed over her, she fought the ropes, thrashing without any seeming control.

  Gio fell to his knees and wrapped an arm around her waist. He feathered kisses over her breasts as he cupped her pussy, extending her orgasm. Once the aftershocks had faded, he untied her ankles. He kept his arm firmly around her as he stood and untied her hands. When she was free, she fell limply against him. Gio cradled her to his chest and carried her to the bed.

  “You really are my world, Eva. I hope you know that.” He spread her legs and thrust inside her.

  Chapter Eight

  Eva was floating back to Earth. Colors of every hue danced and sparkled behind her eyelids. Aftershocks slowed her journey. Without warning, Gio drove deep inside her pussy. Like an afterburner had exploded, she flew again. His lower body covered hers, while his hands tantalized her breasts.

  “I’ll spend my life making you happy,” he promised.

  Tears flowed down her cheeks. Her body melted at his touch, but her soul belonged to him as well. She yearned to spend the rest of her life with him. She wanted to tell him how she felt, to pledge her undying love, but her body was spinning out of control again.

  She fought the sensations. Arousal was building too fast, too hot. She wasn’t used to feeling like this. Hell, she didn’t know she could feel like this. “Gio.” She didn’t know what she was begging him to do. Stop? Continue? She just didn’t know.

  “You’re mine, Eva. I’ll keep you safe. Give yourself into my keeping.” Gio didn’t miss a stroke as he pounded in and out of her.

  Eva let go and let him take command. She could never deny Gio. Not for long anyway.

  As another orgasm tore through her, she heard him groan and throb deep within her. She wrapped her arms around him and held on. The connection she felt with Gio was beyond anything she believed existed.

  Their bodies rocked back and forth. Neither seemed willing to break the perfection of what they shared.

  Eva must have nodded off. She woke to Gio snuggling behind her.

  “Stay with me.” He held her like he’d never let her go.

  “Always.” She was done running.

  Gio propped up on one elbow and rolled her over onto her back. “Really?” He searched her face intently.

  “Really!” She gave him a sweet peck on the lips.

  He deepened their kiss. She felt ravaged by the time he pulled back.

  “You’re dangerous, Gio.” She touched her still tingling mouth.

  “You have no idea, sweetheart.” He crashed onto the bed. “Let me hold you, baby.”

  * * * *

  Gio’s heart was pounding out of his chest. He knew it was too soon. Eva had conceded so much already, h
e really should be content. He shook his head, knowing that when it came to Eva all bets were off. He wanted her tied to him in every sense of the word.

  Eva lay sleeping on his bed. He could sit and watch her all night, but he had one more surprise planned for her.

  As quietly as possible, Gio opened his closet and pulled out a strongbox. He searched through it until he found the small heart-shaped candy box Eva had given him in college. He lined it with a satin hanky. It wasn’t perfect, but neither was he. In the corner of the strongbox sat the bag of Sweethearts they’d goofed around with for days. He examined the candy carefully and while it certainly wasn’t fit for eating, it would serve his purpose nicely.

  It took a moment or two, but he found the candy with the message he was looking for—Marry me. Next, he went to the safe and pulled out his grandmother’s wedding ring. As the oldest son, it had been passed down to him. Gio had no idea if yellow diamonds were in vogue or not, but sentimentally the ring meant a lot to him.

  He placed the ring and the candy in the box then returned to the bedroom. Carefully, he laid it on the pillow beside her and slid back into bed, spooning her. Gio tried to calm his breathing, but it was difficult. This was the biggest moment of his life. He knew odds were high that she’d put him off, though he doubted she’d out and out say no.

  “Gio, you’re squeezing me too hard.” She giggled.

  He forced a chuckle. “I’m just hanging on so I don’t fall out of bed.” He hoped he sounded casual so he didn’t tip her off.

  “Am I taking up too much room?” She scooted over and her hand touched the box. “What’s this?” She picked it up and turned toward him.

  Gio turned on the nightstand lamp.

  “Open it.”

  “I remember this.” She ran her hand tenderly over the box. “I can’t believe you kept it. The candy must be as hard as a rock by now.” She smiled at him. “Not that it matters. We had more fun making messages out of them than eating them.”

  He didn’t reply. He couldn’t. Too much was riding on this.