Pleasured, finally

She'd been bound by him before. She'd been tied up by him, made to cum, and had body shaking orgasms because of him. It'd been his experience that helped her through her inexperience. It'd been her inexperience he didn't mind though. Someone had to help her somehow.

She'd been interested in BDSM most of her life. She loved the thought of giving up control to someone else especially when it came to sex and anything sexual. She hadn't explored herself though. She'd not given herself permission to do so. Little girls didn't touch themselves after all. That'd been what had been beaten into her throughout her childhood by people of religious faith. Until, one night, she did.

She'd touched herself, pleased herself, she'd let herself experience that. She'd fallen in love with Masturbation. She'd not explored herself though. Not like she wanted to anyway. She was afraid of being caught doing so. She was mortified at the thought of being caught in the act. She lived at home after all and wasn't usually home long enough to please herself like she wanted to. So she stopped pleasing herself altogether. Moving into her own apartment left her able to explore herself.

He’d begun to give her intense orgasms. Body shaking, eye rolling, hip bucking orgasms she’d not yet felt. Orgasms that exhausted her. He’d spread her legs wide and tied them so tight he’d left her barely able to move. She would often moan in delight when he made her cum.