A naughty woman’s torment 

All four limbs were tied up at every corner of the bed. She had disappeared into the bathroom and he was becoming impatient and nonetheless turned on. She came out wearing her sexy lingerie, black lace thong and a matching bra accompanied by lace talkings and red stilettos. In her hand she held two glasses of wine and and a bucket of ice. She asked him if he was feeling hot and he grinned nodding his head, every inclination wishing he was able to pull her to his lips and kiss them like there is no next minute of life. 

She climbed up onto of him while a soft sexy song played at the background. She grind her hips on him her hands just a bit above his hard and erect manhood. She bit her lip caressing her hands all over her body throwing her head back making him wish he was able to touch her. Hell his hands were all itchy and wanting to feel her soft skin. He growled telling her how beautiful she was and how he would die to just touch her but she wasn’t going to let him. 

She leaned down her skin touching against his and she planted pepper kisses all over his chest, going up his neck while her finger nails softly caressed his arms tickling and awakening every cell of his body. “Fuck,” he breathed out and she captured his words into her mouth, kissing him breathless, her lips her tongue were all commandeering, letting him know that he was hers. He yanked his arms from the cuffs involuntarily as electricity pulses through his veins triggering him. He was used to be the hegemonic man of the house and he wasn’t used to letting his guard down, he was used to have her obedient and assuming the position with a strong hand. 

She grabbed the glass of wine and sat just above his abdomen. “Open your mouth” she told him and he didn’t take two more seconds, he was ready to recieve from her. She sipped the wine and leaned over to pour it into his mouth and he drank from her. “Good boy” she grinned lasciviously while her eyes leered in his, she poured  the blood red wine on his belly button and letting it slide down his chest, cold and chilling. She shuffled back; her ass was in the air and her mouth was licking the wine from his skin. He could run crazy already. She was ignoring his election as though it didn’t exist. She was playing with him, taking time because they had all the time in the world. She drank up again and when he opened his mouth this time she dived in with a kiss, the wine tasting in his mouth and also spilling all over him. But they kissed until the taste of the wine was gone and they could taste each other. She moaned, her heart swelled. Even if she was trying to be domineering to him, she was irrevocably in love with him. Words and actions felt too little to explain how much she was in love with him. 

She kissed him commencing from his mouth down his neck and down to his manhood. It stood tall and hungry. She caressed her finger like a feather against it and it pulsed. He was too intoxicated and very sensitive. She had taken her time and played around with him and he had had a hard on since he’d come home. She leaned down, had it close to her mouth but she simply breathed in his scent, taking him into her and that made him crazy. Her love for him was wordless but worthy. Her lips were like a feather close to touching his thin skin but also a bit away. Her warm breath was brushing across his man hood, her eyes were closed and she moved about it, just breathing his scent in. 

She grabbed the ice from the bucket of ice and put in her mouth her eyes gleaming with latent desires. She then leaned down to his thigh and ran the ice on his skin slowly with her mouth and when she got to his groin it had melted. So she grabbed another and this time, she placed her cold lips on his shaft and hastily replaced them with ice, he grunted out loud, there was a searing pain and pleasure as his shaft was turgid and painfully hard. The ice was painful but nice too, he was heaving and humming. She moved around his shaft in shapes and patterns. She took her time and tomented him heartlessly. Keeping the little ice in her mouth she held him tight with her hand and sheathed him into her mouth his bulbous sensitive head hitting on the ice in her mouth, he bellowed with pleasure and pain yet again and surprisingly he felt himself release his first shot of essence. She grinned while he was still in her mouth. 

He was becoming breathless, her torment was one he hadn’t prepared for and it had him crazy and constantly erect. She schelped him out of her mouth and swallowed his first shot. Then she went back and licked all of him before putting him back into her mouth and sucking him hard that he had his eyes rolling back. She was slurping, licking and sucking until he climaxed yet again. It was violent and knocking him weak. Then she didn’t waste time she climbed up and sheathed him inside her warmth in one take and he was back alive yet again. 

Leaving him inside she unlocked his wrists from the headboard and he immediately held her. He had craved that almost all night and she rode him with his hands touching her, and when her orgasm tore her onto shreds he was there to put her back together.  

20 thoughts on “A naughty woman’s torment 

    1. Neal, I love your comment. Thank you so much and I am glad you can feel the sensuality in my work and that you enjoyed reading this.

      By the way, I like your name. Everytime I see your name on the reader section or comments I am reminded of Neal from White collar. He is a con man and damn sexy.

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