“Goddess! I would never…”
“I know. I trust you. If I don’t want something, I’ll say the word limit.”
Wyn relaxes with the safety in place, and she opens the drawer to find strips of red silk to tie me. Then she pulls out a flogger, a feather, an o-ring gag, a horse crop, and a smooth stone phallus to insert into my ass, and of course, oils for lubrication.
She picks up the phallus with a flared base and glances at my body. “I think I’ll have to work up to using this, if that’s alright.”
“This is your choice. My body is yours to do with as you wish,” I tell her.
“Is this some sort of punishment for you because of how our relationship started?” she asks.
“No. But if you want to punish me for that, please do,” I smile. “You can use the flogger on my ass.” I flip over onto my hands and knees and present my backside.
“Again, I’m not opposed to the idea, but I don’t want to try spanking yet, either.” She carries the silk ties over to me. “On your back, arms and legs pointing to the corners.”
“Yes, my mate.”
“I’m your keeper,” she says. “In the bedroom.”
“Yes, you are, my keeper,” I agree.
With a skill and efficiency I didn’t expect, Wyn ties my wrist to the corner bedpost. She smiles when she sees my look of surprise. “I’m not unfamiliar with using my hands or tying knots. I used to work to earn my keep.”
“You certainly are better at it than I am.” My eyes widen as she shucks her undergarment and climbs over my body to secure my other arm. Then she straddles my waist and leans in to kiss me gently. “How does that feel?”
“Good,” I whisper, barely containing my desire and lust. I swear if any bit of her flesh grazes my cock right now, I might explode.
“Stay still,” she orders, then leans over my face and drags her succulent nipple over my lips.
I want to open my mouth and taste her, pull a moan from her, but I fight the urge.
“Good elf,” she praises and then tilts her head. “Do you have something you’d like me to call you when we play like this?”
“I want you to claim me… use me for your pleasure.” I avert my eyes, wondering if I’m asking too much from my sweet mate. “As your pet.”
Her eyes twinkle, allowing me to breathe again with her approval. “Let’s get you tied all the way up, my sweet pet.”
I groan, and my cock jumps again, wishing to find her center.
She lifts onto her hands and knees and turns so her plump ass is in my face. I raise my head to take a bite of her, but she chastises me. “No, not until I say.”
To punish me, she sways her hips as she moves down my legs to tie my ankles to the posts at the foot of the bed.
“I can do anything I wish to you,” she taunts as she moves up the bed again. “Does that make your cock ache?”
“It does, my keeper.”
“I want you to bring me to release since you’ve been making me ache,” she says and then faces away, straddles my chest, and then sits down straight on my face, demanding her pleasure.
Goddess, I’m exactly where I wish to be. If she suffocates me tonight, I’ll die happy.
I lick and suck at my mate’s slick center, giving her everything she wants. I’ve been paying attention to what she likes, the pressure, the strokes of my tongue, how hard I suck, and she’s quickly panting and writhing. I plunge my tongue into her, and she whimpers with pleasure.
“Yes, my pet, like that,” Wyn murmurs and then grinds onto my face with a shout.
I taste the bliss of her sweet honey of release, but within a moment, she lifts off me.
“You are doing such a good job,” she says breathily and then rewards me with a passionate kiss.