BOUND TO WORSHIP ME

Here he was in my Lair just as I wanted him: naked and kneeling in front of me, hands behind his back, a picture of submission. I lifted up his chin with my index finger. “I like it when you’re on the ground in front of me, humble and ready to serve. But I just need to certain that you’ll stay absolutely still. No wandering hands, no writhing limbs. Just your absolute focus on how you can pleasure me.” Raj nodded his head obediently, and we were both ready for what came next. It had taken all his mental and physical strength to restrain himself from touching me or himself while I looked so very alluring in my fishnet bodysuit and boots, so really he was glad to have the help of his Mistress’s ropework to keep him in place.

I instructed him to lie flat on his back on the rubber mat beneath him, then brought over a thick four-foot bamboo pole, which I slipped under his ankles, legs spread wide. Raj shuddered slightly at the sight of the shibari rope I placed next to me, several coils of it to ensure that he was as fully restrained as possible. I pushed a cushion under Raj’s calves, swiftly tied a length of rope to the bamboo and wrapped its length around his left ankle and the bamboo column, binding them securely together and fastening a tight knot to hold everything in place. After doing the same to the right ankle, his lower body was now safely bound.

Next, the wrists needed to be dealt with, so I wrapped another length of my rope around his wrists in a double column tie, then secured another length of rope to the middle of the pole and pushed it towards Raj from a seated position with my feet. He was now exposed and vulnerable, with his ass on show and ready to be penetrated. I slipped a latex glove onto my right hand, smeared on the lube and probed my captive, first with one finger, then with two. The pleasure of this prostate massage was entirely enhanced by him being held in this restricted position, with Raj moaning with delight every time my fingers pushed inside him. Still, I wasn’t about to bring him over the edge yet, and just before this stress position became too much, I quickly untied Raj and demanded that he kneel once again.

This time I slotted the bamboo pole into the gap between the inside of his elbows and his back, fastening his wrists to it with the rope crossing his body at the front, just above his stomach. The position was challenging to sustain, but I had a task for Raj to perform….after some teasing of course. I flaunted my gorgeous body in front of his hungry eyes, inches from his face, pressing my breasts together and moving my hips seductively. My captive was entranced and desperate to touch me, but I let him feel all the frustration of being so near but yet so far from satisfaction. The rope seemed only to get tighter as his arousal deepened and his very hard cock started to leak. I flirtatiously bent down to his height and pressed my index finger to his cock, gathering some of his precum with my fingertip then feeding it to him. He licked my finger greedily and I saw how much he wanted me.

“If you want to stand the chance of having an orgasm, you must give me three first…with your tongue.” I stood up and pulled the crotch of my fishnet bodysuit to the side. I thrust my hips a little closer towards Raj until my glistening pussy was only an inch away from his face. “Present your tongue…and make me cum,” I demanded. I didn’t need to ask a second time, as his tongue probed for my clit. “Slowly!” I warned, as I knew that the sight of my boy bound in rope would tip me over the edge in no time. He licked to my instruction as I directed him to where my sweetest spots were. My arousal heightened and pleasure coarsed through my body…and I came hard in his face while his cock twitched away below.

Lucky that Raj’s face was the right height to worship my beautiful ass, with its firm tattooed cheeks pressed to his face in no time. I pulled his face deeper into my butt as he rocked slightly forward on his knees without tipping over. What a fun toy to play with he was, pleasuring me in all the right places! But my desire to bind him with rope again meant a new position was beckoning…so I untied his wrists and freed Raj from holding the bamboo with his arms and ordered him onto my bed.

Now he was lying on my black satin sheets, I pinned him down and tied his wrists together above his head. His hands now immobilised and being unable to masturbate, he was going to be even more fun to toy with! I tied the rope around his waist then down to his thighs, coming back up his legs and over his hips with a gap in the crotch pulled wide to keep out his cock and balls while everywhere else in that area was bound tightly. There was only one way to go now, which was Raj’s face! I slowly mounted his lips and ground against him, feeling once again very turned on seeing him so helpless. But at least his tongue was still free…and how it flicked over my clit as I gently teased his cock with my fingertips and tongue. Not quite enough to allow him to cum though! My orgasm came thick and fast again as I crescendoed to an even bigger climax this time…but I still wanted more.

“There’s still one more orgasm due before I allow you on.” And before he had a chance to resist, I twisted around so I could press my thighs against his face while his well-worked tongue targeted my throbbing clit, ready for orgasm number three. But while I was grinding, I cheekily tucked a vibrating wand under the rope, close to the tip of his cock, but not quite touching! So now Raj was in a predicament: he could writhe around to get pleasured by the wand, but his craving to cum was tempered by the fact that he had to make his Mistress cum first! Good job his Mistress was horny…and what a good boy for putting my needs before his and giving me my third and most explosive orgasm of the three! I shuddered hard and let out a huge sigh as my juices spilled all over Raj’s face.

Now it was the finale…and I just sat back on my black velvet chair watching the spectacle of Raj writhing around on the bed, trying his best, without any hands or limbs free, to edge his cock closer to the wand buzzing away tucked inside the rope. My very satisfied pussy tingled with amusement as I watched my captive struggling to achieve the release and relief I had promised. He managed to turn onto his side so he could press the wand onto the head of his cock where it would hold steady. The only issue was that the vibrations were so incredibly intense that the orgasmic wave hit him hard and suddenly, as his cum spurted out in torrents, moaning loudly and still bound in place by my bondage ropework, which stayed neatly on his very relieved body, waiting for Mistress to untie him.