Page 20 of How May I Please You

Journey practically collapses on top of me. Fatigue has taken over her limbs and left her with no more strength to move. It’s fine. Her work is done. Now it’s my turn to work for her.

With Journey still panting in my ear, I pop open my door and struggle to climb out with her still in my lap. She tries to stand as we exit, but I wasn’t kidding when I said her work was done. I won't even allow her to walk. I lift my woman off the ground and she wraps her legs around my waist, allowing me to carry her inside and through the house. When we reach the stairs to the basement, I don't put her down. I fight through the growing exhaustion and continue down the stairs with her legs clenching my waist and her arms draped around my neck.

When we reach the bottom, I walk over to the bed and finally put her down. She lies on her back and spreads her legs for me, showing me just how much she came with glistening wetness still coating her pussy. She’s a fucking sight to behold. I bite my lip and shake my head just looking down at her, truly in awe of her exquisiteness.

“Do you know how perfect you are?” I whisper, my heart pounding from how excited just looking at her makes me.

“Thank you, Sir,” she replies, beaming.

“Don't thank me yet. I'm about to turn that pretty little face into a twisted mess of pleasure and pain. Tonight, you're forbidden from doing anything other than allowing me access to you. All of you. I want to use every inch, no restrictions whatsoever.”

“Of course,” she says. “What do you have in mind, Sir?”

“I’m no Shibari expert, but tonight I’m going to improvise. Crouch in front of the bed with your knees at your chest and your arms behind your back. Stay that way and don't move.”

Journey takes a deep breath, preparing for another scene with the beast in me before sliding off the bed and standing in front of me. I remove her dress and try my best not to give into my desire to bend her over and push myself inside. I battle back and forth with the urge until she’s naked, then I force her down and into position.

Once she’s set, I walk to the back corner by the stairs and grab a long rope hanging from the wall. Usually, this is purely for the BDSM dungeon aesthetic. Tonight, it becomes a tool.

When I return to Journey, I begin wrapping the rope around her body. I’m not trained in Shibari the way the owner of The Black Collar is, but I manage, wrapping it around her torso and arms horizontally before doing it vertically over her shoulders to create a few squares down her sides. It’s not beautiful or intricate, and the end of the rope dangles loosely like an untied shoe string, but it gets the job done. I’ll definitely have to learn more in order to give my Little One exactly what she saw on stage. Even though I’m new at this, I love seeing her this way. Journey loves it too, because I can clearly see that she’s ready for another orgasm as her pussy drips for me.

Now that she’s ready, I lift her onto the bed and set her down on her side. Since she is naked in this position, I have total access and freedom. Her ass and pussy are completely uncovered and ready for me to use in any way I see fit. If I move to the other side of the bed, I can fuck her mouth with ease. All she can do is take it, and that fact makes me hungry to begin.

Before I start, I place a blindfold over Journey’s eyes so that she can’t see what’s coming. I only want her to feel me, her senses heightened by removing her ability to move and see.

“Do you trust me, Little One?” I ask as I go back to the drawer and remove a small flogger with six-inch chain link tresses. If they were any bigger, they would cause too much damage, so the falls are made much smaller than usual. The feeling of being hit with this is different from a typical flogger with leather or hide. I’m going to give her something new to fall in love with.

Journey licks her lips. “Yes, Sir. You have all of my trust.”

“Good. I guess it wouldn't matter now if you didn't. You’ve given yourself to me and allowed me to tie you up. You have no choice but to trust me. Luckily for you, I’m not a monster. I’m just your beast.”

I let the chains of the flogger slide against Journey’s leg, climbing her body like a tiny spider before reaching the thickness of her ass. There, on the meatiest part of her leg, I slap the flogger against her flesh. It lands with a short thwack that makes Journey jump, but the rope keeps her from getting too far.

“How did it feel?” I ask, stalking around her body until I end up near her head. Her mouth looks so wet and seductive I have half a mind to drop everything and fuck it until I come again.

“It’s new. What is it?” she asks.

“A flogger, but with tiny chains as tresses.”

“I thought so. It stings more but I love it. As long as you're the one wielding it, I will always love it. Please keep going, Sir. I can take it.”

“Oh, I know you can, Little Devil.” I flog her again, harder this time—enough to make her skin redden. “I know you will take the pain of a thousand deaths for me, and I will proudly inflict it on you. Take it, Journey. Take the pain for me.”

I whip the flogger across Journey’s exposed skin over and over again, marking her legs and ass. I whirl the flogger around with nothing more than a flick of the wrist, but the damage it leaves in its wake is beautiful. Such little effort required to mar her skin. Once I’m finished, all I want is to fuck her. My cock leaks with precum, and I’m finally ready to unleash it, so I strip out of all of my clothes and prepare the task at hand.

I drop the little flogger on the bed near the pillow and return to my tied up princess. I’m sure her limbs ache to be released from the grip of the rope, but I’m not finished just yet. I rub my palm over her body, assessing the damage I have created and reveling in it. When I reach her ass, I stop and insert a finger into her pussy.

“Just as I suspected—soaked for me,” I acknowledge with a proud smile.

“Always, Sir,” Journey replies.

“Good, because I’m ready to come inside you more than I have ever been. Are you ready to receive me, Little One?”

“Yes, Sir. Please fill me up.”

I stand on the side of the bed and slide Journey over until her ass is nearly hanging off, giving me unobstructed access. I grip her ass and slide inside without having to use my hands as a guide. She’s so wet my eyes widen.

“Goddamn, Journey. Your pussy is so needy.”

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