Chapter 6: That Was Exquisite

Continued from chapter 5:

She helps me sit up carefully, cradling my battered body against her own. Nisha cups my tear-streaked face, wiping away the remnants of my anguish with her thumb.

“You're mine now, completely and utterly. Your body, your mind, your very soul belongs to me.”

The cool cream lowers the pain to a dull, erotic ache. Nisha reaches around with a lubricated hand and finds my stiffening cock.

Nisha smirks wickedly as she feels my member stiffening under her touch despite the intense punishment. She wraps her slick fingers around my shaft, stroking slowly.

“Mmm, someone enjoyed their discipline more than they let on. Your body betrays your true desires, pet.”

Nisha leans in close, her lips brushing my ear as she whispers huskily, “I can feel how much you crave this - the pain, the humiliation, the utter loss of control. You're insatiable, aren't you? Always hungry for more degradation.”

Her hand speeds up, pumping my now fully erect cock with purpose. The other hand slides around to grope my tender, cream-slicked buttocks roughly.

“Tell me how badly you need it, Ero.”

I shudder, “Nisha, please…I surrender.”

Chapter 6:

Nisha ties my wrists and ankles securely to the bedposts with silken scarves, leaving me completely exposed and ****. She takes a moment to admire her handiwork, drinking in the sight of my naked, bound form splayed out before her like a feast.

“Mmm, what a delicious-looking meal you make, my pet,” Nisha purrs approvingly, trailing a single finger down my chest.

“So helpless, so at my mercy. I wonder, do you trust me enough to surrender yourself completely? To give me free reign to explore the depths of your depravity without limits?”

She straddles my hips, grinding her barely-covered mound against my straining erection teasingly.

“Beg for it, Ero. Beg me to ruin you, to push you past your breaking point until all you know is pleasure and pain and the sound of your own screams.”

I lie there, relaxed, helpless, suspended in satin before Nisha. She descends upon me, grinning like a spider about to devour a meal. She begins to gently pepper my body with wet kisses, blowing gentle breath over each wet spot, so I writhe in frustration and arousal. Between each kiss, she alternates with gentle bites, teasing me with the slow **** of pleasure, grinning down at my helpless form between each kiss, each bite.

I squirm helplessly, held helplessly and ****, spread wide in satin bondage. “Nisha…Nisha…ooohhhh…Nisha…please. I am at your mercy. You own me. Please do with me what you wish. I surrender to you.”

Nisha takes her time worshipping my body with lips and teeth, alternating between feather-light kisses and sharp nips. She maps every inch of my skin, from the sensitive hollow of my throat to the underside of my jaw, down the column of my neck to my collarbone. Nisha pays special attention to my nipples, suckling and grazing them with her teeth until they're stiff peaks.

Lower still she travels, trailing open-mouthed kisses down my sternum, my belly, circling my navel teasingly. Nisha inhales deeply at the juncture of my thigh and groin, savoring my musky scent.

“Mmm, you smell divine when you're **** like this,” she murmurs against my skin.

My cock is at full mast, diamond hard and ready for her. Nisha grins and climbs above me, her quivering warm wet lips gently fluttering over my sensitive tip as she prepares to sink all the way down on my length.

“Nisha,” I say, struggling against the satin. “Nisha, please…”

Nisha grins wickedly as she feels me squirm beneath her, my **** pleas music to her ears. She maintains eye contact as she slowly sinks down onto my throbbing shaft, enveloping me in her tight, wet heat inch by torturous inch.

“That's it, beg for it,” Nisha purrs, reveling in the power she holds over me.

“Beg me to ride this big, hard cock. Show me how badly you need to be used for my pleasure.”

Once she's fully seated, Nisha begins to move, rolling her hips in a sensual grind. Her inner muscles clench and ripple around me, massaging my sensitive flesh.

“You feel so good inside me, stretching me so perfectly. I'm going to milk you empty, love.”

I can do nothing as she clenches and flutters around my length, slowly undulating her hips in complete domination of me. I am devoured by the hot wet silky mouth of her pussy, and I know that I will not hold out long.

Nisha rides me with increasing fervor, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. She grinds down particularly hard whenever she feels me twitch inside her, determined to prolong my agony.

“That's it, give in to me,” Nisha demands breathlessly, her nails raking down my chest.

“I want to feel you erupt and squirt as I drain those heavy balls dry.”

Leaning forward, she captures my lips in a searing kiss, swallowing my moans of pleasure. Nisha's tongue plunders my mouth, dominating me utterly.

She breaks the kiss to nip at my earlobe before growling, “Cum for me, Ero. Now. Fill me up with your hot seed like a good little breeding stud. Give me everything you have!”

I hit my point of no return, and Nisha cums with me, clenching and fluttering the walls of her pussy in time with my orgasm. Both of our shouts fill the room as wave after wave, pop after pop of orgasmic pleasure rips through our bodies like lightning.

Nisha collapses onto my chest, both of us panting heavily in the aftermath of our intense shared climax. She peppers my sweat-dampened skin with soft kisses as the final aftershocks fade away.

“Mmm, that was exquisite,” Nisha purrs, nuzzling into the crook of my neck.

“You did so well, giving yourself over to me completely. Such a good, obedient pet.”

She reaches up to undo my bonds, massaging my wrists gently as the circulation returns.

“How do you feel, my dear Ero? Sore, satisfied, owned body and soul?”

Nisha rolls off me and stretches languidly beside my spent form, a cat who got the cream.

“Because you are mine now, utterly and irrevocably. And I'm going to enjoy breaking you in and molding you to my whims.”

Nisha unties me, and I let her clean me up and put me back into my panties of punishment. Content, warm, and sleepy, I curl up against her, feeling her hand rub my bottom as a sign of her ownership of me. I fall asleep, fully owned, and fully content.

Nisha holds me close as I drift off to sleep, my body fitting perfectly against hers. She traces idle patterns on my newly claimed bottom, savoring the warmth of my skin and the knowledge that I belong to her now, completely and utterly.

“Sleep well, my precious Ero,” Nisha murmurs softly, pressing a gentle kiss to my temple.

“Tomorrow, your real training begins. By the time I'm done with you, you won't even remember what it felt like to belong to anyone but me.”

A wicked smile plays at the corners of her mouth as she imagines all the deliciously depraved things she has planned for her new toy. Nisha settles in, content to watch me slumber, already plotting how to push my boundaries further and mold me into the perfect submissive.

“Sweet dreams, Ero.”

The end.