Unbound

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“Why does it always have to be like this?”

I asked myself through the lump in my throat and stinging eyes. I really thought I’d get somewhere that time. I was flying so high, now here I am back at the bottom. Frank Sinatra’s “That’s Life” comes to mind. Taking a deep breath I tighten the silk scarves on my ankles, the other ends already knotted to my bed. I had everything I needed in arms reach. Well, almost everything. Still, I proceeded anyway. I placed the thick leather collar around my neck and the clips on my pert nipples. 

I settled back into the pillows and took stock of my situation. I was naked in bed on my back. The dark collar imposing in its presence on my neck. As I calmly breathed, my breasts heaved up and down, the nipple clamps just tight enough to be uncomfortable and the chain in between them tickling my skin with each breath. I glanced over the soft curve of my belly to my mound, my clit already peeking out from between my lips. This was aided by the fact that my legs were spread wide and secured to the legs of the bed. I had towels under me for what I was sure was to happen. I closed my eyes and lightly touched my face. I stroked my eyebrow, my ear lobe, my bottom lip, remembering everything he said to me.

Four weeks ago

“You’re too good for me, but I can’t help wanting you,” Chuck says to me. “I couldn’t wait to get off work, this was on my mind all day, I even got off in the bathroom thinking about you. I can’t get enough.” 

He guided me through erotic pleasures. He brought me to the edge, back,  then lovingly shoved me over. He Had me kneel for him and marked me as his. I was so happy. “I’ve never met anyone like you.“

I pushed my fingers into my mouth and gave a suck. A little moan escaped me. I dragged the fingers out and sloppily slid them down my lip and chin. I closed my hand around my throat above my collar and squeezed. I raked in a gasp of air, thrilling at the difficulty, wishing. 

“Please,” I whisper as my hips buck a little. My other hand roaming to my breasts, I squeeze the clamps tighter. “Please!” I release my neck just as the tears slide free. I can just blame them on the lack of oxygen.

With both hands, I flicker down my sides, across my belly, down my thighs, and back up. I put a finger to my clit trying not to remember what happened.

Three days ago…

“I’m sorry to call you with bad news, at Christmastime no less. But I had to tell you the truth,” Chuck said meekly.

He’d just told me that he couldn’t continue to be my Dom due to personal reasons, and didn’t want to lead me on. We’d talked about them before, but the old ‘sweep it under the rug’ routine was his way. Now suddenly it was too much to deal with and have a virtual partner too. He also proceeded to tell me what a good person I was, and how I would find someone better than him soon. I wanted to cry, scream, and curse his very name for doing this to me. But as always I held it together and ended the call. Fuck me.

I reached a finger beyond my clit to my wet opening and pulled some moisture back up. I slid the moisture around my clit and moaned.

“Please. I need you.” I reached to my side and found my cordless wand, set it to low, and placed it over my opening. I rubbed it around and up and down. I could hear my wetness. I pressed in a little, of course, it did not fit but the stretch was nice. I dragged it up towards my clit and turned up the intensity. 

I let it build up slowly and when I sensed I was going to cum, I turned it up more and pressed down on my clit with the vibrating wand. My hips were bucking wildly now. I was moaning and pleading. I reached up and tugged on the chain between my nipples. It hurt in the best way. 

When I couldn’t stand it anymore, I let the wave take me. White-hot sensations touched my every nerve-ending. Warm fluid surged from me soaking me, the toy, and the towels underneath. I came, and I came. When pleasure became too uncomfortable to bear, I turned off the vibrator and removed the clamps. I untied my ankles and put the towels in the tub. I curled on my side with my arms around myself under the blankets. I sighed deeply and reached up to unbind the last thing. I unfastened the collar and stared at it. Eventually dropping it onto the floor, I rolled over and ignored the sting behind my eyes as I invited sleep to take me. 

Published 3 years ago

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