Delectable Deviants

Since Sir positioned her there, she’d been such an obedient girl, going beyond kitty rebellion and barely moving, barely even breathing. Her toes had not buckled. She still faced the wall with the correct deportment.

Sir thought of surprising her. Moving up behind her, kissing ever so softly, slowly down her arms to her hands and each visible finger. Will Miss keep them bunched? He’s expecting so much, yet testing their connection.

Moving the caress of breath, of lips over her bottom. Should he allow her a shiver when the heat of his exhale, the slightest touch of his kiss teases across her so? Perhaps.

Moving down to the backs of her feet to apply those angel shimmers of affection. It will probably tickle. But will she stay still? Can she stay brave for Sir?

He thinks of undoing her binds, and as her brushes her arms along either side of her, applying his lips seduction across her back. Should he allow her a reaction? 

Moving his fingers around to the front of her, barely touching, but enough to crackle static from the tips, the very edge of his nails over her tummy, her ribs, around the backs of her ears, her neck.. then more slowly in spirals around her nipples and breasts.

Holding his hands over her eyes and turning her around. Will she open them? Dare she?

Moving her onto her back, undoing the shackles around her ankles, parting her thighs. Long lines of slow tongue tease all the way to the top, then back down again. Each leg, kisses over each calve, to her feet. Each individual pinkie..and then the slow kiss climb back up again. Right to the top.

Dare you exhale your captured sin as I kiss the join between your thighs and your naughtiest area, Miss? I might allow you the bite of your lip, a delicious exhale as I softly kiss across your lips, flick the slightest of tongue teases over the hood of your clit.

But if you’re good, if you’re really good .. i’ll plunge my tongue deep inside. Taste just how a good girl tastes. Let Sir’s delight swirl and swirl and swirl inside you. Apply those lips to your throbbing secret. Will you still behave? Can you?

How long will you last. The more you fight to keep your deportment, the more devious I’ll get. Until, as I sense the most scintillating conflict within you .. I will allow you to cum. I will make you cum with my every aspect and device. I will allow you to claw the carpet, buck against my lips. I will allow you to beg for release, to admit to Sir just what a sea has been roaring and raging inside you - and as you climax hard against me, Sir’s tongue will plunge inside you and swirl and swirl and swirl.

Naughty rewards for such a good girl. x

(via bondage-visions)