Page 25 of Edging Obsession

“I’m going to add some pressure to the strikes.”

My hand grips the flogger, swiping it harder against her skin. This doesn’t get much of a reaction from Jules, so I keep at these firm strokes for a little while and then increase. Now, the swish and impact is heard. Jules hisses and leans into the cross.

“If this is too much, use your safe word.”

I continue to strike her, red streaks lining her upper back and ass, spreading into splotches. Jules hugs the cross, letting out quick breaths. She hasn’t said anything. I stop, dipping my fingers between her wet pussy lips, a sign she’s enjoying it. I swap out the flogger for the vibrator, place it on her clit, and hit high speed. Jules shoots onto her tippy-toes, sucks in a huge breath, and moans from the vibrations. When she’s about to come, I shut it off, placing it back onto the tray.

Jules whines. “Miles, please.”

“Who?”

“Mein Lieber, please.”

My hand smooths over the redness, heat radiating from her skin. I release the ankle restraints, stand behind her, and press my body into her backside. She arches, looking over her shoulder. Jules is horny as hell, rubbing her thighs together.

“Please. I need to come.”

I nip at her earlobe. “I didn’t say it’s okay yet.”

Her wrist restraints are undone, and she leans back into me. Wrapping my arm around her waist, I carry her over to a cushioned bench with two perpendicular bars in the middle of it, and several metal hoops on the top of the bars, and the side of the cushion. As I’m walking over to retrieve two sets of handcuffs, I direct her to lie on her back, folding her legs against her front. I lift each ankle, cuffing it to a metal hoop in the middle of the bars, so her thighs snuggle between her sides and the bar, and her shins are parallel to the bar. Then I crisscross her arms, connecting them to the opposite side.

Jules’ ass and pussy are wide open to me. This time around, I won’t blindfold her so she can see everything coming to her. With the vibrator in one hand, I drop to my knees, hit the button as it touches her clit, and my tongue slides up and down and inside. Her breaths are short, groaning in pleasure, but it doesn’t last long. After edging, she comes all over my tongue while I’m tongue fucking her. I leave the vibrator on her sensitive clit as she begs me to take it off. My eyes lock onto her teary eyes, and I unbutton and unzip my jeans. Taking my cock out, I stroke it, watching her legs tremble, pleading for me to remove the vibrator. Jules is panting, but she hasn’t used the safe word yet.

I run the head of my cock between her soaking lips, and in one thrust, drive in. She sucks in air, staring at me, and then my eyes focus on my cock disappearing inside her. My thrusts are merciless, slamming with such force, the bench shakes. Jules is soaking after a couple more orgasms. I’m deep inside her, and my balls tighten. It’s coming. Transfixed on drilling into her, my pelvic thrusts are chasing my release, catching up. Then it comes. White spots behind my closed eyes, hips still moving as I spurt inside Jules. The warmth covers my dick, leaks out onto her ass cheeks, and the bench.

When I’m milked dry, I grab hold of the bars to steady my breathing. The vibrator fell during my buildup. I unfasten the restraints on her arms, which drop down, and then her ankles. Her body is curled in the position, so I lift her arms to sit her up, slipping on her robe, and I carry her up several stairs into a bathroom connected to the dungeon. It’s white and beige, accented with bright colors. A large upper window is by the whirlpool tub. Seated on the vanity, I hand her a Gatorade to drink while I twist the knobs on the tub, pouring lavender bubble bath into the water, slowly filling it. I clip Jules’ hair up and slip off the robe as I leave petal kisses on her neck and face. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for this woman.

My phone buzzes from my butler Markus’ text. He’s informing me Jules’ parents are here.Fuck!I shoot him a message, telling him to make them comfortable. Give them whatever they want. We’ll be up in a half hour.

“What’s wrong, Miles?”

“Your parents are here.”

She scoots off the counter. “What are you doing?”

Jules leans her head back. “My parents are here. I’m going—”

“No, you’re not. You’re getting a bath.”

“But—”

I lightly hold her face and give her a stern look. “What did I say? You’re going to take a bath.”

Mein Schatzi complies. I place her in the tub, which is a whirlpool waterfall large enough for four people, with two headrests. Jules moans in pleasure. I soap her up, massaging each limb, fingers, and toes. Not thinking it’s possible, she’s even more gorgeous watching the waterfall consume and work her body. Leaning forward, I give her a kiss. My tongue slips between her lips while my fingers swivel between her ass cheeks and pussy lips. She gasps, remaining there long enough to clean her. When I’m done, I wrap a towel and bring her back to the counter.

In a husky, cracked voice, she says, “Thank you, Mein Lieber.”

She squeezes my heart by using the name. Any name she calls me is like dropping from a cliff where there’s zero gravity, hovering above blue waters and floating clouds. I’ll give her the moon if she wants it.

13

During sex, I’m lost in the lustful exploration. Thoughts cease while Miles elicits pain and pleasure. His dominance is thick and raw, while at the same time, his affection puts me into an emotional vortex. I love him so much my body aches in his absence, no matter how long he’s gone. All I want to do is make him happy. Bring him pleasure. See his beautiful smile brighten his face and the rest of the room. Just when I lost all hope after Carl and my job, not knowing where my life was headed, Miles stepped in, ushering me in another direction. He’s cared for and introduced me to this lifestyle I’ve embraced.

There are no words for my first dungeon session. I wholeheartedly submitted, and the pain and pleasure were perfect. Miles works my body as if he created it himself. A soft touch. Hard strikes. Pressure on my clit. Plowing into me. Possessive whispers. Dirty talk. All of it combined with the ambiance and my immobile position sent me into the clouds. Orgasm after another, I gazed up at Miles like he saved me from the end of the world. Transformed me and lifted me to a higher level. When all was done, he pampered and cleaned every sore spot on my body. It gave me time to relax before seeing my parents.

I join my parents in the large living room, giving them each a hug. They already have something to drink. In the background, the fireplace crackles in tune with an instrumental musical piece.

When I sit down next to my mom, she drapes her arm over my shoulder and asks, “Where have you been?”

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