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Cuffs no longer required …

“Legs wide” … his shoulders nudge my thighs apart … “part your lips for me” … he presses my fingers to my labia

“Tuck your thumbs under” … he is so very specific sometimes

And as his head lowers he adds … “and don’t move a muscle” …

With a flattened tongue, he gives a long lap from entrance to clit, laving the tip with a circle motion and then laps back down

Lap, lave, lap … once … twice … and thrice, ending with a suck of my clit … my hips buck in response

He stops … “I said don’t move” …

“innnnvoluntarrry, Sir” … I stutter

The lap and lave sensation begins again …

Suddenly I squeal and flinch as it feels as if his tongue has turned to sandpaper, rasping back and forth over the very tip of my clit … WTF?!!

A ‘dont’ move, don’t move, don’t move’ thought chases through my head as my so very sensitive clit is lit up with a slightly burning sensation …. then again …

The lap and lave of his tongue returns … and after the rasp it feels sooooo soft and soothing

I feel my muscles tighten and clench which in turn he feels as well, slapping my thigh sharply ….

“I said don’t move” …

I work to relax into the bed …

“and don’t come” …

Fuuuuuck! … those three little words set me on fire just before the clit scraping sensation returns … taking me down a notch … what the hell is he doing?!!

… his soothing soft stroke returns and I amp up once more … more … more …

… and then flinch and squeal when he again applies sharp sandpapery strokes …

I lose sense of time as the soft lap and the sharp rasp sensations alternate. I’m holding on but just barely when he suddenly stops … fuuuucck!

I feel him reach and then he presses the wand against my hands

“Take it … I want to watch you come” …

I feel him move up on the bed as he cautions …

“You can come when I say … but don’t move before or after” …

I move my hands infinitesimally to seat the vibrator exactly where I know I will need it and when he turns it on my body quickly remembers where it was. I climb once again, belly, core and pelvic muscles coming together in one big knot … I relax my body, letting them lead the way, the sensations carrying me higher and higher …

“thatta girl … ride it …” he says softly from beside me …

I feel a pinch and twist as he tweaks my nipples sharply at the same time as he says the magic words ….

… “come for me” …

which, as always, puts me right over the fucking top …

I sail into the valley below … riding the crest of the wave …

Photo credit – Jeremy Bishop

… these days I prefer it when he bends my mind – not my limbs … cuffs are no longer required …


We do have cuffs … a very old and loved set of handmade (by me) soft leather wrist, ankle and thigh cuffs (and a traditional D ring collar). We’ve kept them more for sentimental reasons than anything practical. We also have relatively new and useful set of velcroed microfiber covered wrist and ankles cuffs that have attached ties. However, they aren’t used a lot these days as mind bondage is more our thing now … although the thought of predicament bondage comes to mind as something we haven’t done. I can see that as being cuffs, collars and mind bending, all at one time 😉

The current Tell Me About topic is Collars and Cuffs. I wrote about our take on collars in a post earlier this week for the Erotic Journal prompt “Vows”. You can read that here if you wish …

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6 Comments

  • Ella

    Nora, I am currently reading a book titled Conquer Me but haven’t come across anything yet about sexual or bedroom domination. This new post of yours has started filling in the gaps nicely. Sincerely don’t think I could come without moving, but I am always willing to try something new in the bedroom. Dialogue was the best ways to tell this story.Ella Ever After

    • Nora

      I think you already have some bedroom domination going on, my friend (wink)… Sam using his hand (or your cane, or your all time favorite – leather) on your rear is pretty dominating when you think about it … thanks for being here for me … hugs! … nj

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