The Rebel and the Icequeen

Taking her place

Louises POV 

I take out another rope and tie it around his neck. I tie it into a loose loop. Liam watches me skeptically but without saying a word. 

"Get up," I command, pulling the rope by his neck. He sits up with difficulty, because his arms are still tied behind his back. 

“What do you ask of me?” He asks, looking down at me. Wordlessly I pull the rope so that he has to follow me. I pull him onto the bed. He follows me on his knees and I guide him so that he finally leans against the headboard of the bed with his back and his hands tied behind his back. A pillow supports it so that it is not too uncomfortable. I untie the rope around his neck and put the rope back. Then I sit back on the bed and open his pants. I pull it down a little. 

"Lift up," I command and see how he reluctantly lifts his hips so that I can pull his pants and underpants down. 

Beads of sweat form on his skin. My fingertips tingle with impatience and anticipation. I really want to take him here and now, but I don't want to make it so easy for him. I'm not that s*x- driven that I can't pull myself together. I feel myself getting wet between my legs and can hardly believe that the sight of this naked man turns me on so much. Because the throbbing in my lap is becoming unbearable, I rub my thighs together. 

I lean over and stroke his chest, neck and down to his exposed p***s. I kiss him gently on his balls. Then I lick them lightly and they contract immediately. 

He throws his head back, protruding his Adams apple. I also stroke it gently with my fingers. 

At this sight, more moisture spreads between my legs. His pubic hair is short and as black as the rest of his hair. 

I briefly consider simply untying him, but then I would not be able to savor his suffering. I get up and pull out a short rope. Liam pulls on the shackles and looks uncertainly at the rope. 

"What do you have there?" He asks and tries to move away from me. 

I sat on him. Get his length out and stroke it briefly before I put the rope under his testicles and pull the rope tight at the root of his p***s. It is tight, but not too tight that it would be dangerous. However, it should be uncomfortable for him. Groaning, he throws his head back. 

"s**t, what are you doing?", Liam asks angrily, "take that off." 

I just grin. The rope now prevents the blood from flowing back, and it also prevents Liam from c****x prematurely. He rages and writhes in his bonds. He defends himself, snorting wildly. 

"Get rid of me you b***h," he scolds when I still haven't released him. 

"Pay attention to your choice of words." 

He growls and presses his lips together. Apparently he doesn't want to obey this time, even when it comes to Lou's freedom, or he has forgotten everything about it and her. 

I wrap the rope around his balls like a figure eight and then around his shaft a few more times. I am very careful and make sure that it is not too tight. Liam takes a sharp breath. 

“Do you want to castrate me?” He asks viciously. I swallow, because I am hardly able to answer. He looks so hot sitting there, so defenseless and completely at my mercy. His member is crimson red and its tip is plump and shiny dark. I scratch his testicles very lightly with my fingernails, which makes him moan again. 

"Damn it." 

"Now, my dear, we're just getting started," I reply sweetly. 

Now I finally want to have a little fun. I step closer to him and again tie a cloth over his eyes. He shouldn't see my naked body. It belongs to me alone. 

He resists it and it's hard to get a proper knot. 

"Hold still," I order, but he just ignores my words and continues to fight me. 

I finally manage to secure the cloth properly and get off it to undress. I carelessly let my dress fall to the floor and also take off my underwear. 

I sit down on him again, he twitches back slightly. 

"Make an effort," I command. Then I let my n****e slide over his lips. He moans and then licks it very carefully. Then it is the turn of the other and he repeats his affection. My n*****s are hard and contract even further when he touches them. The pulling feeling shoots into my abdomen and makes me a little wetter. 

At the moment he doesn't seem particularly averse to all of this and that turns me on even more. 

When I run my fingers over his tip, Liam gasps. His c**k is extremely sensitive due to the lacing. The lustful torture would be enormous. I rub my labia on his shaft and distribute my juice on his erection. His tip pushes against my entrance again and again. I can't wait any longer so I spontaneously insert his p***s. A throaty sound escapes Liam as I slowly sit down on his member. His p***s pushes my sheep lips to the side and expands my opening so that it smacks softly.  

"You are well built, I have to give you that," I whisper softly. He answers with a growl. My insides pulsate and I feel his p***s twitching inside me.  

"s**t, take the rope off," he moans loudly. I giggle softly. I let my pelvis circle with devotion. I lift it up slightly and then let myself sink fully back onto it. I repeat that until I find a rhythm.  

"Please, I can't take it," he pleads in a weak voice. I just ignore his pleading, even though I like the way he pleads and whimpers. I ride him wildly and rub my c**t in the process. Liam moans and gasps over and over again. Several times I am close to o****m, but I hold it back. I want to enjoy this a little more. I want to reach my c****x with Liam. But he cannot do that as long as his p***s is constricted in this way. So should I take it off already? My thighs are trembling with the effort. A fine layer of sweat covers his body and makes him look like a god. 

"You're killing me," he gasps and throws his head from left to right. I raise my pelvis so far that his p***s emerges completely from me. He is all wet from my lust juice. 

I lick it and taste myself. His thighs are trembling. I'll only torture myself if I wait any longer I guess. I untie the knot and unwrap the rope around his shaft, but leave that on his balls. Liam exhales audibly.  

"You forgot something there," he tells me. I just ignore him and sit on top of him. I let myself slide onto his p***s again and let him fill me out. I lean over, wrap my arms around his neck and kiss his cheeks gently. He turns his head and kisses me too. His lips are pressed against mine and his tongue slides into my mouth without hesitation. He kisses me persistently. He's just one hell of a kisser. I rub myself harder on him so that his p***s moves inside me.  

"Untie me," he gasps, "I want to touch you."  

"Maybe another time," I reply breathlessly and increase the pace. At the thought of how he caresses my body with his hands and stimulates my c******s with his fingers, I almost come. With one quick movement I grab between his legs and loosen the last bit of rope. Liam throws back her head and yells. He's sure to be in pain because the blood can now flow unhindered again. 

Liam lifts his hips and rams his shaft deep into me. He touches a point in me that almost makes me explode with bliss. His upper arms tighten and his abdominal muscles stand out more clearly. He's breathing heavily. I lose myself in the sight of his beautiful body and enjoy the deep thrusts. My vaginal walls close around his p***s. Everything in me thumps and cramps when I finally experience my c****x. Liam rears up under me, growling. I can feel it getting harder before it comes too. My innermost one contracts as I scream out my lust. I feel Liam pouring into me. He makes growling noises. Breathing heavily, I sink onto his chest as the pleasure dies down in me. My hand rests on his chest and gently caresses him as I inhale his scent. His heart beats hard against it.  

“Have I paid her debt now?” He asks in a weak voice. I get up from him with shaky legs and put something on before I take off the blindfold. He looks completely exhausted. His eyes are clouded and he is still breathing heavily from the exertion.  

"Yes you did," I answer with a smile.