Page 75 of Isle of Seduction

When she’s settled again on her back, propped against the jungle themed cushions she loves so much, she circles her clit with one hand while caressing her breasts with the other.

I prowl to her, standing on the side of the bed and watching where her hand gives her what she needs. What she thinks she needs. Just when she’s cresting, I lean down and whisper in her ear. “You should know, desperate sluts don’t get fucked, sweetheart.”

She comes with my name on her lips and while she’s recovering, I move quickly to tie each wrist to a bedpost in a tight hold that should leave a mark but won’t cut the blood flow.

“What are you doing?” she asks excitedly.

“Teaching you a lesson. Since you’re so desperate to come like the slut you are and you don’t know how to obey, I’m gonna show you. If you need me to stop, have both your hands in a ‘three’ sign, like this.”

I show her how and she mimics me, then I move on to tie her ankles to the bedposts the same way I did her wrists.

“Are you comfortable, sweetheart?”

“Umh, yes.”

“Good, you’re gonna be here a long time.”

I had planned to fuck her all night and I will, but before that, she’s gonna come so many times that by the end, she’ll wish I’d give her mercy. I don’t have an ounce of it inside me.

First, I need to take care of my hard on because I can’t fucking think.

I step back from the bed and remove my boxers. My cock stands at attention and Giulia licks her lips watching it bob against my lower stomach. Now might be the time to fuck her mouth while I use one of the vibrators I got for her. See how long she holds it until she comes while I flood her mouth. The thought has me leaking at the slit of my dick and I wrap my hand around it, tugging roughly.

I pick Giulia’s underwear where I left it on the corner of the bed and wrap it around my cock. The material is rougher than my hand and scratches at the side of my length, but the discomfort adds to the sensation. She watches me with eagle eyes, riveted by the sight of me just as I’m by watching her naked and tied to the bed. I keep fucking the fabric until I come, feeling just marginal relief but that will have to do.

Cum sticks to the fabric and I walk back to where Giulia’s head lays on the pillow, her curls a deep red against the grey. Like the sunrise she is in my life.

I take her jaw into my hand. “Open.” I dare her to speak her safeword before we even begin with one look, but that fire I crave is still there in the green depth and she obeys. I stuff her mouth with the soiled fabric and the sight has my cock twitching again.

It’s gonna be a long night.

THIRTY

HOW TO PUT YOUR WIFE TO SLEEP

The first orgasm on Andrea’s tongue is sinful and delicious. The second follows seamlessly and leaves me blissfully satiated. On the third, my clit is oversensitive and pain mixes with pleasure in a climax that shatters me. On the fourth, I’m begging for him to stop.

I’m aware of every little bump in the texture of his tongue, of his wet lips wrapped around my clit and sucking before he licks my lips. My core clenches around nothing because he refuses to give me anything. I feel empty yet bruised, like I need more but can’t stand touch anymore.

Andrea comes up after that fourth orgasm in a row, praising me for taking my punishment so well and kissing my entire body. He doesn’t leave an inch of skin untouched. I feel wholly worshipped. I transcend beyond my body, the sensations overwhelming me, yet I can barely feel anything. His lips are featherlight, but the grip of his hands is firm and branding.

One of the worst parts is that I can’t move my legs. I can’t widen them to ask him to plunge into me, I can’t move up and down his mouth in the rhythm that will relieve me of the pain, I’m at his mercy.

Completely helpless.

Utterly used.

And I’ve never felt so safe.

Andrea picks something up on the nightstand and dangles it in front of me. I feel myself grow wetter at the sight of the cute nipple clamps he chose. They have little golden butterflies on each clamp and a thread of gold joins them together.

“Nod if you want me to play with your pretty tits, sweetheart.”

I’m too eager to obey. Anything to get him off my clit and recuperate.

I should know better.

His head comes down and his tongue darts out to lick my nipples, one after each other. I try to arch my back off the bed, but the restraints hinder my movements. Andrea chuckles and his laugh caresses my skin, making me shiver all over.

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