His Contract, My Surrender: Erotic Short Stories

Chapter Three: Shadows of Control

Kathleen's eyes fluttered open to darkness, wrists chained to the headboard with soft cuffs, ankles spread by silk ties. The collar chafed slightly, a constant reminder. Tommie loomed over her, n***d, his c**k erect and glistening. "Awake, pet? Good. Last night was just the start. Today, shadows deepen."

He blindfolded her with black silk, plunging her into sensory void. Her breath quickened, every rustle amplified. His fingers ghosted her skin neck, b****ts, belly teasing without mercy. N*****s ached as he pinched, rolling them hard.

"Feel that? Your body's mine to command." His voice echoed, low and commanding.

She nodded, whimpering when his hand cupped her p***y, palm grinding her c**t. Two fingers plunged in, curling, pumping. Juices squelched; she bucked, chains rattling.

"Not yet." He withdrew, leaving her empty, throbbing.

Ice suddenly, a cube trailing her inner thighs, melting rivulets mixing with her arousal. It circled her c**t, cold shock making her gasp, then pressed inside her p***y, chilling her walls.

"Tommie... please..."

"Beg properly."

"Master, f**k your s**t. Fill me."

Heat replaced cold, his hot tongue lapping the ice water from her folds, s*****g her c**t, until she teetered. Again, denial. Fingers in her a*s now, scissoring, prepping while he bit her thighs, leaving marks.

Hours blurred in the Blindfold's grip. Edging repeated: vibrator buzzing her c**t to near orgasm, then off; his c**k head teasing her entrance, withdrawing. Sweat slicked her body; pleas turned hoarse."

Finally, he unchained her legs, flipping her to all fours. "Earn it."

The blindfold stayed as she felt him behind, c**k nudging her p***y. He slammed in, filling her completely, thrusts brutal, hips slapping a*s. Chains clinked with each pound, her t**s swinging.

"Scream for me."

She did, voice breaking as he reached around, fingers flying on her c**t. "C*m, pet. Soak my c**k."

Ecstasy crashed, p***y convulsing, squirting arcs onto the sheets. He growled, flooding her with c*m, then pulled out to paint her a*s with the rest.

Blindfold removed, she blinked at him, spent. "Clean up, then office. I have meetings. You'll serve under the desk."

Showered quickly, collar gleaming, she donned a sheer robe nothing else.

*************

In his home office, a glass walled sanctuary, Tommie sat at his desk, video call queued.

"Crawl under. S**k me silent."

She did, knees on carpet, unzipping him. His c**k hardened in her mouth as the call connected executives discussing acquisitions. She bobbed slowly, tongue flat under the shaft, lips sealed to muffle slurps.

Tommie's hand fisted her hair, guiding deeper. He spoke calmly, voice steady even as she deep throated, throat bulging. Pre-c*m leaked; she swallowed quietly.

The meeting dragged thirty minutes of her worshiping, jaws aching, p***y dripping onto the floor. His thighs tensed; she knew he was close.

"Deal's on," he said, then muted briefly, thrusting hard. "Swallow every drop."

C*m jetted, thick and hot, filling her mouth. She gulped, not spilling, resuming gentle s***s as he un-muted, praising the team.

Call ended, he pulled her up, bending her over the desk. "Good girl. Now, your reward."

Papers scattered as he entered her from behind, c**k sliding through c*m lubed p***y. He f*****d her fast, desk edge biting her hips, t**s dragging wood.

"Your whimpers during that call... almost blew it. Punish or praise?"

"Praise, Master! F**k me harder!"

He obliged, spanking her a*s red, thrusts shaking the desk. Her orgasm built quick; permission granted with a growl, she came hard, walls fluttering.

He spun her, lifting her onto the desk, legs wrapping his waist. Face to face, he drove in again, kissing her roughly, tasting himself on her tongue.

"Mine," he grunted, c******g inside once more.

Afternoon brought more control: lunch where she fed him grapes from her mouth, then knelt under the table, licking his balls while he ate.

Evening, in the gym, he bound her to weights, making her hold positions while he f****d her mouth, then p***y against the mirror, watching her reflection break.

Night ended chained again, his c**k buried in her a*s as sleep came, shadows of control weaving tighter.