The Performance

I look up at him, my hands tied to the posts with satin scarves to keep my skin from being injured when I pull to get free, which I will. He prepares the toys on the table. As always, he keeps them in full view to remind me of the many wondrous feelings he can deliver and the not so wondrous feelings he can and has delivered. I shiver, the temperature in here is always kept cool, he gets warm while he works and he doesn't like me to sweat too much. Sweat while he is working, is a turn off to him and that is not good for me. Although when we are engaged in our normal sexual pleasure, it is welcomed. I haven't exactly figured out why he calls this work, but many thoughts have entered my mind. He has just recently, the last 2 years, been interested in controlling me in this fashion. At first he was very gentle, and would get off almost immediately. Now, his tolerance and threshold has heightened but my pain tolerance has not. I think he is really hoping that he can push the pain to a level that it will turn to pleasure. He has no idea how wrong he is. The time I suggested we change roles, was the worse. I would love to dominate him, let him feel the same he delivers. As he sternly looked at me, anger and excitement flashed in his eyes. I think he was more upset that I noticed his penis rising fast at the mere thought. I shiver at the thought of that day, and it lasted all day. I wasn't able to move until the next morning. Oh, there was some pleasure involved but not nearly enough. The look on his face as he watched me closely was unsettling. The pleasure he took as I begged him to stop, chilling. He spreads my legs wide, pushes them up and secures my ankles to the cuffs on the beam suspended in the middle of the table. He installed this about a year ago so he has better access. My ass is now fully exposed to him as well as my pussy. He comes around to the front of the table and bends over to kiss me deeply. He moans as he sucks my tongue into his mouth and massages my lips with his. His hands slide down to explore my body softly. He lies beside me on the small table, the heat of his body warming mine. My nipples stand erect as his fingers rub and flick at them sending chills over my body. His fingers brush the flesh on my stomach and bring excited anticipation between my legs. I see a different look in his eyes today and wonder what this will bring. His fingers explore my clit, rubbing it more than gently then slide down my lips to enter me slowly. One finger goes in deep. He holds it there and wiggles it around, exploring. A second finger is added and slides in easily to greet the other. He slowly fingers me while keeping the kiss. My juices are flowing more than usual at the soft touch. I involuntarily arch up to meet his fingers and stop in upward motion. My heart beats so fast, movement is only allowed when instructed. He stops kissing me for just one second, a noticeable second then surprisingly continues with his loving touch. I start to relax a little. His fingers explore my insides, deep. I arch up again, tempting fate. He shoves his fingers in deeper then takes his mouth to my breast. He nibbles lightly and rolls his tongue around my nipple. I watch as he sucks as much of my breast as he can into his mouth. My body writhes in sheer pleasure; the first in such a long time. He takes the other breast into his mouth and treats it just the same.

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