Bound and Begging: A Submissive’s Journey into Sensual Surrender

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As I walked into the room, I knew that I was in for a treat. The room was dimly lit, with candles placed strategically around the room. The smell of lavender filled the air, and soft music played in the background. The man who awaited me was tall and muscular, with piercing blue eyes that seemed to look right through me.

He approached me, his hand outstretched. “Welcome,” he said. “I’m glad you could make it.”

I took his hand, feeling the warmth of his touch and the strength in his grip. “Thank you for having me,” I responded, feeling my heart race with anticipation.

He led me over to a large armchair and motioned for me to sit. I took a seat, watching him as he circled around me, his eyes never leaving mine. He stopped in front of me, his hand moving to my chin, lifting my face up so that I was looking directly into his eyes.

“I am going to give you an experience like no other,” he said softly. “But you must trust me completely. Do you trust me?”

I nodded, feeling a strange mixture of fear and excitement coursing through my veins.

“Good,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Then let’s begin.”

He started by slowly undressing me, his hands moving gently over my body, caressing every inch of my skin. He took his time, making sure to touch and tease every sensitive spot, until I was squirming with need. His touch was like a drug, and I was completely addicted.

Once he had me naked, he led me over to the bed. There, he bound me with soft silk scarves, securing my wrists and ankles to the bedposts. I was completely helpless, at his mercy.

He stood over me, his eyes burning with desire. “You are mine,” he said, before lowering his mouth to my breasts. He kissed and licked them, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body.

He moved lower, kissing and nibbling his way down my stomach, until he reached the apex of my thighs. He blew softly across my most intimate parts, causing me to moan with need. Then, he lowered his mouth to me, exploring me with his tongue, teasing me until I was begging for release.

He stopped just as I was about to go over the edge, pulling back and standing up. I watched him, panting and gasping for air, as he undressed in front of me. He was magnificent, his body hard and toned, his cock standing straight up and proud.

He climbed onto the bed, positioning himself between my legs. He thrust into me with one swift motion, filling me completely. I cried out with pleasure, feeling his cock pounding into me over and over again.

He took me to the brink of ecstasy, before stopping once more. He pulled out of me and stood up again, looking down at me with a wicked grin on his face.

“Please,” I begged. “Please don’t stop.”

He shook his head, looking down at me with a mixture of amusement and desire. “Oh no, my dear,” he said. “This is just the beginning.”

He produced a blindfold from the bedside table, tying it over my eyes. Suddenly, I was plunged into darkness, my other senses heightened. I felt his hands touching me, his lips on my skin, but I couldn’t see anything.

He moved around the bed, teasing me from different angles, making it impossible for me to anticipate his next move. He bound me, touched me, and teased me until I was on the verge of insanity.

He took me to the brink of orgasm time and time again, but all the time stopped just before I could reach the peak. The pleasure was unbearable, and I writhed and moaned in my bonds, begging for release.

But he refused to give it to me, his dominant side taking over completely. I was completely at his mercy, at the whim of his desires.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, he relented. He pushed me over the edge, sending me into a mind-blowing orgasm that seemed to go on forever. I screamed and cried out his name, my body writhing and bucking under his touch.

When it was over, he untied me and removed the blindfold. He held me close, whispering soothing words in my ear as I lay panting on the bed.

“That was amazing,” I said, feeling completely spent and satisfied.

He smiled down at me, his eyes filled with satisfaction. “You were amazing,” he said. “Absolutely amazing.”

And with that, my journey into sensual surrender began.

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