I looked at him uncertainly as he placed the leather gag in my mouth. We had picked it out together and he insisted on the most comfortable one possible. “No ball gags,” he had said and I agreed whole-heartedly. We had taken this slowly over the course of months…hands tied, then a play collar, finally now adding a gag with everything else.
It was still a little unsettling, though, laying there bound, helpless and a gag in my mouth. Exhilarating, too, knowing I could try all these things I was curious about.
His movements were slow and deliberate as he tied the gag around my head. Then he balled up my panties in one of my bound hands. I squeezed them. They were my safeword.
“So sexy baby, all laid out for me. All ready to play with.” I moaned and let my head fall to the floor. He stayed sitting on the couch, running his fingers over my back and shoulders, trailing goosebumps everywhere. His clothes were still on and that frustrated me. I wanted that cock out so I could play with it…
THWAP! He spanked me hard, once on each ass cheek. I moaned, feeling my skin jiggle. Then he was fingering me deep with those long fingers, massaging my spot. I closed my eyes and tried to concentrate…he withdrew them too soon…
Another spank! And he kept going, torturing me with his fingers and spanks, making my pussy drip. I could feel his eyes roaming over me. Once again I tried to focus on my pussy, his hands…let go…
“Your ass is nice and pink, little one,” he observed. “Let’s make it red.” THWAP.
I was struggling. Something wasn’t right. I couldn’t relax enough. After a few deep breaths I dropped my panties, feeling them slither past my leg to the floor. In the next moment my hands were untied and he removed the leather gag.
“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” His voice was full of concern as he brought me up to the couch, cuddling me next to him.
“I just…can’t relax into it. I dunno, I think it’s the mouth gag? I don’t like it, at least not this way.” He put the gag on the side table.
“Then we don’t have to use it, baby. Don’t even look at it.” He brought me in for a soft kiss and I squirmed. My ass was tingling.
“The rest of it was really hot, though,” I whispered with a smile.
“Yeah? You want more?” I nodded and eased over his lap, ass in the air and hands behind my back. He tied the rope quickly and put one hand under my chin, arching me up and supporting me at the same time. I moaned, feeling his cock hard underneath my hip.
“I…I want to play with your cock, too, please?” I begged.
“My cock? O we are aways from that, sweetheart. You have to cum on my fingers first.” One finger dipped in, circling deliciously, then withdrew. I moaned again.
THWAP!
This scene illustrates the act of dropping something as a safeword. Useful for when the voice is impaired or hands are bound. The dropped item can be anything- a napkin, ball, dice, you name it. Remember to watch your sub’s hands so you know when she has dropped her safeword. Always pay attention.
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