secured.
He crossed the room to me slowly and stood at my head looking down at me. "Okay?" I nodded that I was fine. "You look very beautiful like this, Katlyn. Do you like it?"
"I don't know yet," I answered honestly. It was a little uncomfortable but had the potential to be worth it.
"I string you up, and you suddenly forget how to address me."
Oh shit. "I'm sorry, Sir. It is a bit disorienting."
"Mmm. I think that perhaps you didn't get the message from your first punishment."
Punishment? He was going to punish me like this?
"That will have to wait however," he continued. "Because I want you to suck my cock."
Upside down? He couldn't be serious. But he was serious. He lowered his fly and stroked his cock for a moment , looking at me hanging there helpless. I licked my lips instinctively. I could do this. Right?
He stepped forward and cupped the back of my head in his hand. "Open up."
I did as he asked and took his cock into my mouth. It was definitely different. I struggled to breath, swallow, and suck all at the same time. It was difficult, but I was never one to back down from a challenge. I would please him if it was the last thing I did.
He moved his hips slowly, more gently than he would have done if I was on my knees. "Nice, Katlyn." His hand tightened in my hair. "I like having you completely at my mercy."
He wasn't the only one. The vulnerability of it was intense. Up to this point, if I had really struggled, I might have been able to get free ; but when suspended , wiggling only made me swing.
He didn't fuck my mouth for long, preferring to walk around to the other side and take me properly. He didn't hesitate, simply grabbing the straps of my harness and plunging into me. I laid my head back into vacant space and tried to relax. It was difficult. I was acutely aware of his body. He wasn't touching me at any point, except the place where we were joined, and it pulled my focus to that one place. H is cock was long and thick inside me, and I felt every inch as he moved in and out seeking his own pleasure.
His fingers eventually found my exposed clit. He played with me, letting me feel the familiar sensation accompanied by the new experience. He shifted my position periodically, putting my legs over his shoulders, holding my wrists.
"Katlyn," he growled, pulling me out of my musings. "You will not c u m without my permission. Remember your lesson."
Fuck.
I was so focused on the weightless sensation and the distinct repetitive rhythm of his thrusts that I had forgotten my previous lessons on orgasm control. It came over me without warning, a far cry from the building slow burn that I normally experienced. I fought at the last minute to resist, but by the time I realized , it was useless . I bit down on my lip to keep from crying out. He growled at me anyway, and I had no doubt that he'd felt it.
Twice in one night I'd made a mistake. My ass was going to be so sore after our next session.
I remained silent as he finished with me and then lowered me to the ground. I was ashamed. I knew that I had failed, and he would be disappointed.
He unhooked the straps of my harness efficiently as he spoke. "Twice in one night you disobey me, Katlyn. Were you simply distracted by the suspension? Or were you asking to be punished?"
I kept my eyes firmly on the floor. "I was distracted, Sir. I will do better next time."
"Mmm. We will address your punishment this weekend. Come to me."
I stepped into his arms, and he hugged me tightly. I let out a deep breath and accepted the comfort of his embrace.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah. I feel better now that the blood has rushed away from my head."
"It can make you a bit lightheaded," he agreed. "Do you feel faint?"
"No. I'll be fine," I confirmed.
"Good girl." He took a step back from me. "Are you okay to go home?"
"Yes, Sir." I found my clothes and began to dress myself.
"Good. Let me know about this weekend."
"I will."
I got back in my truck , full of mixed
He crossed the room to me slowly and stood at my head looking down at me. "Okay?" I nodded that I was fine. "You look very beautiful like this, Katlyn. Do you like it?"
"I don't know yet," I answered honestly. It was a little uncomfortable but had the potential to be worth it.
"I string you up, and you suddenly forget how to address me."
Oh shit. "I'm sorry, Sir. It is a bit disorienting."
"Mmm. I think that perhaps you didn't get the message from your first punishment."
Punishment? He was going to punish me like this?
"That will have to wait however," he continued. "Because I want you to suck my cock."
Upside down? He couldn't be serious. But he was serious. He lowered his fly and stroked his cock for a moment , looking at me hanging there helpless. I licked my lips instinctively. I could do this. Right?
He stepped forward and cupped the back of my head in his hand. "Open up."
I did as he asked and took his cock into my mouth. It was definitely different. I struggled to breath, swallow, and suck all at the same time. It was difficult, but I was never one to back down from a challenge. I would please him if it was the last thing I did.
He moved his hips slowly, more gently than he would have done if I was on my knees. "Nice, Katlyn." His hand tightened in my hair. "I like having you completely at my mercy."
He wasn't the only one. The vulnerability of it was intense. Up to this point, if I had really struggled, I might have been able to get free ; but when suspended , wiggling only made me swing.
He didn't fuck my mouth for long, preferring to walk around to the other side and take me properly. He didn't hesitate, simply grabbing the straps of my harness and plunging into me. I laid my head back into vacant space and tried to relax. It was difficult. I was acutely aware of his body. He wasn't touching me at any point, except the place where we were joined, and it pulled my focus to that one place. H is cock was long and thick inside me, and I felt every inch as he moved in and out seeking his own pleasure.
His fingers eventually found my exposed clit. He played with me, letting me feel the familiar sensation accompanied by the new experience. He shifted my position periodically, putting my legs over his shoulders, holding my wrists.
"Katlyn," he growled, pulling me out of my musings. "You will not c u m without my permission. Remember your lesson."
Fuck.
I was so focused on the weightless sensation and the distinct repetitive rhythm of his thrusts that I had forgotten my previous lessons on orgasm control. It came over me without warning, a far cry from the building slow burn that I normally experienced. I fought at the last minute to resist, but by the time I realized , it was useless . I bit down on my lip to keep from crying out. He growled at me anyway, and I had no doubt that he'd felt it.
Twice in one night I'd made a mistake. My ass was going to be so sore after our next session.
I remained silent as he finished with me and then lowered me to the ground. I was ashamed. I knew that I had failed, and he would be disappointed.
He unhooked the straps of my harness efficiently as he spoke. "Twice in one night you disobey me, Katlyn. Were you simply distracted by the suspension? Or were you asking to be punished?"
I kept my eyes firmly on the floor. "I was distracted, Sir. I will do better next time."
"Mmm. We will address your punishment this weekend. Come to me."
I stepped into his arms, and he hugged me tightly. I let out a deep breath and accepted the comfort of his embrace.
"You okay?" he asked.
"Yeah. I feel better now that the blood has rushed away from my head."
"It can make you a bit lightheaded," he agreed. "Do you feel faint?"
"No. I'll be fine," I confirmed.
"Good girl." He took a step back from me. "Are you okay to go home?"
"Yes, Sir." I found my clothes and began to dress myself.
"Good. Let me know about this weekend."
"I will."
I got back in my truck , full of mixed
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