Bound to Lust: A Dominant’s Tale of Sexual Submission

As she stood before him, naked and trembling, she felt a rush of anticipation flood her senses. Her body was his to command, her desires his to fulfill, and she had willingly put herself in his hands for the night.

Bound to Lust, the story of a dominant’s control over his submissive partner, had been the fantasy that brought her here. She knew that she was in for an experience like never before – one that would be both pleasurable and agonizing as her body was molded to his will.

He stood there, his eyes roaming over her body, his hands already moving to explore her curves and crevices. She was a feast for his senses, and he took his time savoring every inch of her. His fingers trailed over her nipples, coaxing them into stiff peaks, and his mouth descended to take her neck in a possessive kiss.

She gasped at the sensation, her body humming with excitement at his touch. He moved his hands lower, tracing the lines of her hips and thighs before spreading her legs wide aside. She moaned as he began to tease her with his tongue, flicking her clit with maddeningly pleasurable strokes.

As her arousal began to mount, he pulled back, leaving her panting and wanting. He rose to his feet and began to move around her, admiring her from every angle. Her back arched as he ran his hands over her ass, squeezing and massaging the flesh until she was writhing with desire.

He chuckled, his breath hot on her ear. “You’re mine tonight,” he whispered, the words sending shivers down her spine. “I’m going to make you cum so hard, you’ll forget your name.”

With that, he stepped back and began to bind her wrists to the bedpost. She watched helplessly as he worked his way down her body, tying her ankles to the bottom of the bed and spreading her legs wide open. The sight of her completely vulnerable and at his mercy was enough to make him hard, and he took his time exploring every inch of her.

His hands moved over her skin, stroking and kneading the flesh as he watched her react to his touch. He ran his fingers over her pussy lips, probing and teasing until she was writhing with need. Then, without warning, he plunged his fingers deep inside her, making her cry out with pleasure.

The wave of pleasure that swept through her was almost too much to bear. She twisted and writhed in her bonds, begging him for more. He continued his relentless assault, his fingers moving with expert precision until she was on the verge of cumming.

But he wasn’t done yet. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his cock, sliding in deep and hard with a single thrust. She screamed with pleasure as he filled her completely.

He moved faster, his hips pumping with a driving force that sent her over the edge. She came hard, her body convulsing in the throes of ecstasy. He followed closely behind, his own orgasm rocking his body as he emptied himself inside her.

For a long moment, they lay there, her still trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm, him still buried deep inside her. Then, with a smooth and practiced move, he withdrew and untied her.

As she lay there, panting and spent, he smiled down at her. “You’ve been Bound to Lust,” he said, his voice low and husky with desire. “And I think we both had a damn good time.”

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