He reaches into his cupboard and brings out a suitcase. The anticipation of what might be inside is killing me. I can’t wait to give myself to him, give up all control.

First he brings out leather cuffs, I catch my breath and squeeze my thighs together at the sight of them. He restrains my wrists and ankles and the soft leather feels incredible. He pulls my head back roughly by my hair and thrusts his hard cock deep into my throat. I take it all willingly, further than I ever have before.

Later he brings out some rope and I tremble with anticipation. It feels rough on my skin and incredibly erotic as he ties my ankles to the bedposts above my head. I am completely exposed, unable to move and I have never been more vulnerable. It feels so natural to submit to him, like I have been craving it my whole life without even knowing it.

He has a wicked grin on his face as he brings out a pile of clothes pegs, and one by one clips them around my breasts. The pinch of pain feels delicious, and he squeezes my nipples so hard that I gasp. Next I see a metal device shining in his hand. “This is a pinwheel.” I squirm around and pull against the ropes in anticipation of what is coming, and he gently starts to roll the sharp metal spikes up my body. The sensation is unlike anything I have every felt before. Sharp, but soft at the same time. Painful but delicious, it feels so fucking good. He traces around the soft part of my nipples lightly and I squeal, it is almost unbearable. Then he presses it in hard and I moan in pleasure, a deep warmth spreads over my entire body.

He flicks off the wooden pegs one by one then bites my breasts, nibbles at first then biting down harder and harder. I squeal and moan, loving the sweet pain. I almost can’t take any more when just at the right moment he stops and covers my breast in tender kisses. I discover a patchwork of bruises the following day and feel a strange sense of pride.

In the morning we are both exhausted but continue playing. He positions me between his legs, pinned against him with my legs wide open. I am completely restrained and I love it. He starts playing with my pussy, slowly at first with wide circles then increasing in pressure and intensity.

“You will not cum until I allow it, do you understand?” he says right in my ear. My whole body understands.

I’m grinding my hips around as it’s the only part of me I can move, and I can feel my orgasm building. That’s when he stops and I am left panting and begging for more. He starts again, building the pressure until I tell him I’m close and he stops again. Again and again he brings me to the edge then back again. I am going crazy, blind with pleasure, squirming around and straining at his strong arms. Finally I can’t take it anymore and I beg him to let me cum, panting and barely able to speak. I cum so hard that my whole body explodes, quivering and shaking. I am left weak and twitching with aftershocks, totally and utterly spent.