1. Testing Limits


    Date: 5/6/2017, Categories: BDSM, Masturbation, Sex Humor, Author: ella-x, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    would be able to tell if I touched myself… Perhaps he’d be able to smell it in the air, or catch a glisten of moisture on my greedy fingertips. But whether he’d know or not, it would be a betrayal of the trust that he’d put in me. It would be disobedient. It would show weakness on my part. Lack of control. The whole point of me being tied to this chair was to test that and I was going to use every ounce of strength and energy in my bones to take myself as far as I could go. I shut my eyes and focused on the music drifting through the room; desperately trying to cloud my awareness of the incessant throbbing between my legs. Being spread and open like that heated my insides; knowing how easy it would be for Matt to tease and play with me…when the time came. I wondered how I looked. With a quick pull of my t-shirt, I’d be able to see myself; pink and glowing. Just being able to see my nipples poking through the thin cotton of Matt’s t-shirt made me want to pinch and caress them. Matt was right when he’d said that I liked visuals. There was something about seeing the human body react to certain things that I found so incredibly fascinating and arousing. Seeing my nipples hard made me focus on the hot tingle and ache even more so, and as my mind wandered down my body, I inadvertently whimpered as I focused on the dull throb between my legs. I was wet before and I was even wetter now. But I was to sit on my hands until Matt freed me of his command. The brooding cello helped to ...
    soothe the rapid beat of my heart; running through my veins like a hazy sedative. It was hard and fervent in places, lamenting in others. Part of me wanted to call out Matt’s name; the other half wanted to sit and wait. And I did. With my hands tucked beneath my thighs, I waited patiently and torturously; sighing frustratedly as the concerto came to an end began to run through again. I’d found it much easier to shut my eyes and relax the first time around, but as it played through for a second time, I drifted between states of agitation and discomfort. I wondered how long he planned to leave me here. It had already been over half an hour, or so my mental body-body clock guessed. But half an hour wasn’t a long time at all… I knew that things like this could last for hours at a time, sometimes more. As the piece of music finished its second run through, my attention fell quickly to the opening of the door. Matt’s eyes instantly found mine and my words locked in my throat again; smothered by my shallow breaths. “How are you feeling?” Matt asked as he kept his eyes on mine. “Okay,” I whispered. “Good,” he smirked before leaving the room just as suddenly as he’d appeared. “Matt,” I called out desperately. And again, louder. Nothing. I groaned and dropped my head back to the ceiling, shutting my eyes. Time passed and the weight of my thighs upon my hands sent them numb. I wriggled from side to side. Obedience, I told myself. The leather moved beneath me and in turn, began to smooth ...
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