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Ava relaxed into the bed while listening for Zane’s soft footsteps. A gentle touch from his lips landed on her upper arm. He graced his fingers over her stomach. Each caress and touch raised the fever in Ava’s body. She wanted to squirm, to manoeuvre her body with the little give the restraints gave her, so she could get release. But Zane had told her to be still, so she bit down on her bottom lip and pleaded for her body to remain motionless.

“Don’t bite your lip, angel. You will hurt yourself,” Zane told her, tugging her lip free with his thumb. Ava wanted to scream at him, beg him to give her what she needed. Instead, she let out a soft whimper. “Do you feel needy?” he asked, cupping her pussy with his hand, not moving it or helping her get what she needed.

“Yes, Sir,” she said and nodded as best she could.

“But I told you I would worship your body,” he reminded her as he ran both of his hands up one of her legs and followed up with kisses.

“Zane, you said you would make me cum,” she complained. Ava realised her mistake, but before she could apologise, Zane had loosened the restraints. She was still tied down, but not as tightly. His firm hands then took a hold of her waist, and he spun her around so she faced down into the mattress. Ava yelped as Zane pulled her ass up in the air. Both her hands and legs were crossed as they were tied to the bedposts still.

“Count,” Zane told her as he swatted her naked ass with his hand. Ava felt a familiar sting.

“One,” she counted in a thin voice. There was another swat. “Two.” When she finally reached ten, her ass was on fire. Zane had started off with gentler swats, just like the first time. But he had escalated faster this time. Zane’s big hand gently caressed her tender ass. Ava relaxed her head into the pillow.

“Why did I punish you, angel?” Zane asked.

“Because I forgot to call you Sir, Sir. Even though you had warned me about what would happen,” she told him.

“That’s right, angel. And you took your punishment beautifully, like a real good girl. You won’t forget again, will you?” he asked.

“No, Sir,” she said.

“That’s what I like to hear, angel. Now let’s turn you around again,” he told her as he helped her turn back on her back again. This time, he was gentle and guided her around. “Spread your legs wider, angel. Just like that. That’s my perfect angel,” he purred as he tightened the restraints back and Ava once again found herself tied down on her back with her limbs stretched out. She had never been so turned on in her life. “Pain level?” Zane asked.

“Five, Sir” Zane hummed at her response and Ava felt his hands get a little firmer as he continued to caress her body and trail kisses all over her skin. She relaxed into the darkness and focused on his hands and the sensation of being in the present, not trying to figure out what the next step was.

“Good girl, I can feel you relaxing.” Zane’s words travelled as a breeze over her arm. Then he was gone. No touches, no kisses. Ava did her best not to tense up again. When his tongue swept into her folds and tasted her in one long swoop, she let out a moan and raised her hips without thinking about it. Zane backed off, and Ava wanted to sob. “Don’t move,” he reminded her.

“Yes, Sir. I promise, Sir.” His hands went under her thighs and snaked up so his hands lay on top of them, holding her in place. He then lowered his mouth close to her pussy. She could feel his breath on her wet lips. He paused and took a deep breath, and then nibbled on her outer lips. Ava sighed and forced herself to keep still.

“You smell and taste better than anything I have tasted, angel,” Zane told her between nibbles.

“Please, Sir,” she mumble.

“Please what? What do you want me to do?”

“I want you to eat my pussy, Sir,” Ava told him.

“Is that all you want me to do?”

“No, Sir. I want you to fuck me.” Ava felt herself blush at the words that came out of her mouth.

“I love hearing those words out of that beautiful mouth of yours.” Zane then ran his tongue along her pussy again. This time, he didn’t stop. He started lapping all along her inner lips, all the way from her puckered hole to her clit, long strokes with his talented tongue. Ava felt her breath become shorter and quicker. The pleasure rode from a steady smoulder to a blazing fire. She felt her climax closing in, she was almost there. “You don’t get to cum until I give you permission, do you understand angel?” Bain suddenly said.

“Please, Sir,” Ava tried to object.

“Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Ava tried to think of other things than Zane’s tongue which he now was circling around her opening. As he slowly pushed it inside her, Ava almost came. She had to use all her willpower to hold it back. He started to fuck her with his tongue, and Ava wanted nothing more than to move with him. But she held back, and her hands grabbed hold of the rough ropes that tied her to the bed. “Please, Sir.”

“What do you need?” Zane asked.

“Please, Sir, I need to cum,” Ava almost sobbed.

“I think you can hold on a little longer,” he told her and continued to fuck her at a steady pace with his tongue. Ava thought about using her pause word. It was almost painful to balance on the edge for so long. But she wanted to prove to Zane that she could do it. She could hang in a little longer. One of Zane’s hands let go of her thigh and she felt it move over her stomach to her breast. He pulled down her cup and played with her nipple.

“Please, Sir. Please, can I cum?” Ava pleaded. It took Zane a while to respond.

“Will you be a good girl and let me play with you after you cum?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir.”

“Cum for me Angel,” he told her and let his lips close around her clit as he gently sucked on it. He let his tongue caress it. Ava let go and flew over the edge in the most intense climax she had experienced. She saw flecks of light in the darkness of her blindfold and her body arched up. The experience took her breath away and the most she could accomplish was a strangled moan as the world shattered around her. Ava lost track of things for a while. She wasn’t sure if she had blacked out or just had a hard time focusing. When she came to, Zane was gently caressing her from her arms down to her thighs. There was no sexual tension in his touch, just caring. “Come back to me, angel. We aren’t done yet,” he whispered to her and rested his forehead against hers.

“I’m back, Sir,” she told him.

“Do you need something to drink?” he asked.

“No thank you, Sir,” she told him. Zane kissed her and continued to caress her body for a while. Ava appreciated the moment to land and collect herself.

“Ready to go again, angel?”

“Always, Sir,” Ava said with a smile. His words had stirred her need right back up again. Zane chuckled and kissed her forehead.

“Use your safe words if you need them,” he reminded her.

“Yes, Sir.”