Aubreys Playground

:Nineteen:

"Today is round two of our Trust Game." Aubrey circled around Lori then stopped directly in front of her. He looked down matching her gazing. "I will make you climax from my mouth." He watched her breathing become shallow as she looked up at him. "I will take away hearing and vision. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good girl." Aubrey pulled the same black sleeping mask from his sweatpants pocket and placed it over her head. "Can you see anything."

Lori moved her head to look around the room. "No, sir."

"Good. I'm going to communicate with you by tapping your right hip. One tap for walking, two taps for stopping, and three taps to turn to your right. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"I'm going to cover your ears now." Aubrey placed the cushioned ear muffs of her head and down to her ears. Everything had gone completely mute, she didn't think silence could get more silent but she was clearly wrong. Being dependent on Aubrey for two out of her five senses was harder than she was originally thinking, it was one thing to say what you could and couldn't do but it was another thing to actually do it. There were instructions piled on top of the thoughts of Aubrey's face being between her thighs and she wouldn't have the pleasure of seeing him enjoy her but now she wouldn't be able to hear him, she continued thinking about the single climax he gave her last night. Her breathing became rapid as she felt Aubrey's hand tap her right hip once.

"Walk." She silently mumbled to herself, her arms down by her side as she remembered Aubrey would not let her bump into anything. She walked slowly, slower than she did the first time, he watched her as she mumbled things to herself. Aubrey tapped her hip twice. "Stop." She silently said. He tapped her hip three times. "Right." she turned. He placed her hand to the door allowing her to feel it being pushed open, he tapped her hip once and she began walking, after a few steps he tapped it twice.

Aubrey pulled the muffs from her ears, Lori frowned in confusion behind the mask. "You did extremely well. You went against your natural instinct to put your hands remembering not to. I didn't have to say anything. I will reward you for that. However, when I told you that you will not behave in any way like a brat I meant just that." His voice grew cold. Lori took a deep breath and released it. He grabbed her arms positioning her over what felt to be the arm of a couch. She shuddered as she felt the palm of his hand glide over the top of her butt and curve down her hip, he pulled his hand from her body and stared down at her, the mounting anxiety of not knowing where he was or what he was doing or going to do pulled fear from her like no other, he had gone completely silent, Lori reached out for the couch cushion and gripped it to brace herself for whatever was going to happen.

Unexpectedly Aubrey's hand came down onto her left butt cheek, a loud smack echoed from her skin followed by her scream in pain, the slight thickness in her thigh giggled, the stinging sensation was a blow to her sense, slight whimper escaped her lips as she tried to pull herself together, Aubrey still remained silent, Lori still not knowing what he was doing, if he was going to deliver another blow, and if he was, when would he do it and where would it land. As the stinging subsided he sent another blow down in the same exact place, the pain of the sting was stronger, her scream was louder followed by masked tears that soaked into the silk fabric over her eyes, her mouth fell open as she took a deep breath. Aubrey stepped forward and grabbed a handful of her hair pulling her head back, he leaned forward inches from her ear. "Now that you know how short my tolerance for that type of behavior is, will it happen again?" His voice was haunting as he asked her the question.

"No... sir." She replied back in a whimper through her covered tears.

"Good girl." He whispered and pressed his lips to her cheek. He dropped her head and stood up straight.

Aubrey grabbed her by the arm pulling her up, she winched and whimpered at the stinging pain that lingered in her left butt cheek, she breathlessly and blindly stumbled along next to him as he guided her where he wanted her. "Your reward will be that you may hear me eat you." He told her as he slowly laid her down. "You may touch me the way you did yesterday." He continued, her whimpers and cries had lessened but the pain was still there along with the initial shock of the sudden punishment. She felt his hand slowly glide up her stomach, he could feel her flinch under his light touch, he watched her grab at his arm out of blind fear, his hand stopped and switched directions, he leaned down and pressed his lips to her jaw pecking along until he reached her lips, he pressed his to hers forcing his tongue into her mouth, her legs naturally opened as she felt his hand between her thighs.

Aubrey pulled from her lips and trailed down her chin, her chest, her stomach. Her whimpers out of fear had turned into moans out of pleasure, her senses and emotions were in complete overload, this man had delivered unexpected blows to her rear end and minutes later was caressing and teasing his tongue between her thighs.

He had easily given her that high she often talked about. He stood up and placed his hands to the back of her legs and pushed them up, tucking his thumb in the crease of her knee and wrapping his fingers around, his forearms resting along the lengths of the back of her thighs, he leaned in forcing her legs wider and her hips slightly raised. Aubrey salivated as he looked down finally getting the complete view of what he was ultimately willing to break rules for, why he couldn't focus on climax control, thinking he was teasing her he was only torturing himself along the way, desperate to just know what she felt like.

Lori tensed as she felt cool air being blown against the lips of her v****a, her adrenalin coursed faster in anticipation knowing he was inches from her. He gathered spit from his mouth and let it slowly drip from the tip of his tongue onto her, a short moan was her reply. Aubrey dipped his head down and in one lick he gathered his spit back up, she grabbed at his fingers, he dipped his head again placing his tongue flat against her c**t, he paid close attention to it working his tongue and lips on and around it. Her thighs twitched and shook she grabbed at the top of his head, her hips moved back and forth, he dipped his tongue lower pulling up her wetness and rolling it back over her c**t.

His eyes focused up at her, goosebumps covered her body, not even the thickest fabric could conceal how hard her n*****s had gotten, he pulled his right hand from under her thigh dropping it over his shoulder and reached up for breast, slowly running his thumb over the tiny bumps on her areola, he purposely avoided her n****e out of his own pleasure of torturing her, Lori grabbed at his arm, digging her nails further into his skin, he pulled his arm from her switching positions and leaned his left shoulder into the back of her thigh, forcing that leg wide open.

Between her moans of pleasure and the sounds he made as he licked and sucked between her thighs there really was no reason to speak. Aubrey slid his index and middle finger inside of her, she tightened up doing her best to push away from him remembering the movements he used with his finger last night, she knew what was coming, he pushed down on her pelvic holding her in place.

"Do not move. If you pull away I will stop. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir." She breathless replied in between her moans.

He curved his fingers up tucking them in a place she didn't think anybody could reach, he pressed down, then strokes his hand in a pulling motion, he placed his tongue back to her c**t to continue his licking his sucking, Lori's moans turned to screams, her hips lifted, her thighs shook against him.

"Do not forget what you have to do!" Aubrey growled at her after pulling his tongue from her c**t. She was unresponsive only screaming and moaning at the building sensation, her walls clenching tighter around his fingers was a telltale sign that her climax was more than likely overpowering her ability to catch up and ask for it. His hand pulled quicker. "Lori."

"May can I... can I... can I c*m? can I c*m?"

Aubrey was silent looking up at her drawing out his reply until the right moment.

"AUBREY!" She let out a pleading screaming.

"Fuck..." He mumbled at the sound of her screaming his name, he had lost focus for a split second that tingle in his lower stomach rushed straight to the tip of his d**k. "Cum." He ordered her, as soon as she felt his tongue back working against her c**t, his fingers pulled down on her G-spot she griped at the side of the chair she had slid further down in, her head went back, her back arched, and she let out a long satisfying scream, a clear free flowing liquid gushed out of her mixed in with her stick wetness.

"One!" She quickly let out. "Thank you!"

He looked up at her his tongue still working it's magic he stopped moving his hand and uncurled his fingers, waiting until her walls unclenched to pull them from her. He continued his sucking, she gripped at his arm thinking it was over until another rush of uncontrollable pleasure came over her, he pushed down harder on her pelvis, trying to ease the overwhelming feeling but did not stop his sucking.

"Aubrey? ... Sir... I'm cumming again?" She asked unsure of why the pleasure was still going, she climaxed once from Aubrey now assuming she knew what the feeling felt like, but this was not the same, this was bigger, it was longer, it was overpowering, it went against her natural instinct to push him away. "May... I... May I c*m?"

"Mmhhm." He hummed against the most sensitivity of her body.

More wetness rushed from her body onto Aubrey's beard, she calmed as the sensation passed, he pulled his fingers out of her and watched her thighs unconsciously twitch, her breathing finally regulating itself. He turned his head and kissed the inside of her left thigh.

"Two. Thank You."

"You are such a good girl." He said lowly then placed another kiss below her bellybutton. He stood between her legs and pulled her up by her arm. She sluggishly complied and placed her hands to his hips, he lightly grabbed both sides of her head and placed a kiss to the top of it. "You did so well."

"Thank you."

"You taste even better." He told her. She smiled sheepishly her cheeks blushing. He guided her head up, the sleeping mask still secured around her head, he leaned his head down and pressed his lips to hers, her fingers pressed tighter into his hips, he pushed his tongue into her mouth allowing her to taste exactly what he complimented her on. He pulled his lips from her and leaned down tossing her arms over his shoulder and pulled up tucking his arm under her butt and proceeded out the room and back down to hers. "Remember to slowly open your eyes, it's bright in here."

"Yes, sir."

Aubrey slowly slid the mask over her head and shoved it back into his pocket. "I don't think you understand how difficult it is to cover your eyes." Lori smiled again and shyly dropped her head. "Sit." He told her pushing her back towards the toilet.

He went to wash his hands then turned to the closet and pulled down a washcloth, he drenched it under warm water and handed it to Lori, she wiped between her thighs. This had become their usual routine. He pleased her, then continued to take care of her, all out of her trust in him to completely submit to him. He reached out for her hand and pulled her from the toilet, he looked at their reflection in the body length mirror that hung on the wall, his arm wrapped around her waist he frowned at himself as he noticed the large handprint he left on her buttcheek, you could visibly see the proof he left behind of her punishment, all five fingers, it was still a very bright red against her medium brown skin.

"What's wrongs?" She tiredly looked up at him, her hands pressed against his shoulders.

He clenched his jaw. "Nothing. Come on."

Aubrey walked her over to the bed, he came face to face with his doings as she turned around and placed her knee to the mattress climbing into the bed, for some reason it seemed bigger outside of the mirror, looking directly at the print he snarled to himself, turned his head to the right, and looked across the room until she was under the covers. He finally looked back at her then reached down placing his hand behind her neck to take off the collar and placed it on the nightstand, he pecked her lips and forced a slight smile at her.

"Goodnight, baby girl."

"Goodnight, sir."