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He stepped in front of Laura. “Open.”

Laura obediently opened her mouth, and he pulled his pants down enough to expose his cock. He laid the heavy member on her tongue, and she waited patiently. Pride and wonder filled his chest to bursting.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Suck.”

Laura sucked him enthusiastically, bobbing her head up and down his length. She tongued the sensitive underside, making contented slurping sounds.

Before she could really get into this and strip him of his infamous control, he ordered, “Stop.”

She growled her disappointment and he chuckled.

“You’re way too good at this.” He rewarded her with a swift kiss. “Stand.”

She rose to her feet. In the last months she had gained both strength and grace and she looked like a goddess. He showed her the ropes and safety scissors and asked her to tell him her safewords.

“They’re ‘yellow’ and ‘red’, Sir,” Laura responded immediately. She looked calm and collected.

“Good girl. Remember, I won’t leave you alone.” James started the process of tying the first harness. He checked frequently to make sure he could fit two fingers under the bindings. He positioned them in front of the large wardrobe, their reflection clear in the mirroron the middle door. The ropes were beautiful – Laura, even more so.

“How are you doing?”

“Green, Sir. Like I’m floating again.”

He checked for himself. The ties were snug but didn’t interfere with her circulation and left her arms free. With every circle he made around her and every knot he tied, she relaxed more and more. The ropes held her close, embracing and supporting her.

As James locked eyes with Laura in the mirror, a surge of electricity coursed through his veins. The intensity of their connection ignited a fire within him, sparking a deep and primal desire. With a slow arch of his back, he pressed his chest forward, bringing more of their bodies in contact. The room seemed to shrink as their gaze held, each second stretching out into eternity.

She tipped her head back and leaned against his shoulder, her long hair grazing his skin. The subtle movement sent shivers down his spine, fueling his desire even further. With deliberate intent, he trailed a finger along the edge of the rope, maintaining unbroken eye contact. It was a silent tease, a wordless exchange of desire and a promise of things to come.

The air crackled with tension as their gazes suggested. His hand grazed her arms, his touch deliberate and sensual. The world narrowed, until only their bond existed.

With a hunger that could not be contained, James leaned in, his head tilting to the side, closing the distance between them. Their lips brushed against each other in a soft stroke, a teasing prelude to the passion soon to be unleashed. The kiss deepened, their tongues dancing in a rhythmic harmony.

Lost in the intoxicating sensations, James pulled her closer, his grip firm and possessive. His hands explored the contours of her body, his fingertips traced every curve as he progressed from the body harness to her hips.

Slowly, just like during the workshop, he watched Laura slip into subspace. She held herself with an air of weightlessness, as if the burdens of the world had been lifted from her shoulders. Her head tilted back and her eyes closed, basking in the radiance of pure bliss. A gasp escaped her lips, like a physical manifestation of the intense sensations coursing through her body.

James entered a state of pure concentration and mindfulness, his focus sharpening as he engaged in the scene with Laura. Executing his every movement, every touch with intention and precision, his senses heightened. He was attuned to every subtle shift in her body language, every sound of her breath, as he immersed himself fully in the present moment. Nothing mattered to him except the needs and desires of his submissive. Thoughts of the outside world dissolved as he surrendered himself to the flow of the scene, the connection between them more palpable than the ropes binding her.

As Laura slowly emerged from the depths of subspace, her awareness returned, and she found herself nestled against James on the bed. The soft comforter enveloped them both, providing a cozy sanctuary. His gentle touch caressed her arms, his fingers tracing soothing patterns along her skin. The tender strokes conveyed a sense of care and comfort, grounding her in the present moment. She hummed contentedly and luxuriated in the warmthof his embrace. In his hold, she felt cherished, her heart swelled with a deep sense of belonging and acceptance. A serene contentment settled within her, like a calm sea after a turbulent storm, where all worries and doubts dissolved into a profound state of peace and satisfaction.

James smiled down at her. “How are you?”

She sighed and blinked up at him. “Great.”

James held a morsel of food to her mouth, and she took it delicately from his fingers. James alternated between feeding her, giving her sips of sports drink and eating and drinking himself. With each bite James offered, Laura's vitality surged. The small morsels he delicately placed on her tongue awakened her taste buds and nourished her body. Sips of the sports drink quenched her thirst, rejuvenating her from within.

She took stock of her body and her mouth dropped open. “I’m still tied up?”

James laughed as she skidded out of the bed on wobbly legs and admired the bondage in the mirror. James had created a netlike pattern, with nice even space and five symmetrical knots, starting at her sternum and ending above her pubic bone.

“It’s beautiful.” She stared at him over her shoulder.

James nodded. A serious expression showed on his face and his pupils darkened. He answered with the severity of a news anchor: “Yes, you are.”

She closed the distance between them and jumped into his arms. “That’s not what I said.”

He caught her effortlessly and nuzzled her neck. “Let me prove it to you. I’ll take a couple of pictures so you can see yourself later. You’re so beautiful like this, I’d like to have a record of it, anyway. If you like, I’ll take a couple of shots of your torso and leave your face and pussy out ofit.” He looked around for his phone, but found Laura’s first.

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