Brie Learns Restraint (After Graduation, #5) (15 page)

“Observe what I do, toriko. I want you to understand the intricacies of the bindings. These are basic, but can still be used for more complicated designs.”

Her heart rate sped up as she watched him bind one wrist to the other. He then began a pattern, weaving the rope between each of her fingers, caressing her skin sensually with the jute. She longed to close her eyes and give in to the feeling as she listened to the lone flute call her, but it was not what he had asked of her.

When Tono was done, he held up her hands so she could see the intricate work before he untied it and bound her again so that she could observe it a second time. He left her wrists bound when he was finished, starting on her legs next.

He told her to sit with her ankles together and, using a new rope, proceeded to bind them together. She watched in fascination as he tugged and pulled at the rope, creating tight yet beautiful bonds with simple knots. He untied it, and repeated the procedure for her benefit.

Tono then got up and retrieved something from the bedroom before kneeling behind her. “Breathe with me, toriko.”

His words brought a smile to her lips. Brie closed her eyes, embracing the sensual feeling of the bindings as she matched the rhythm of his breaths. He explored her skin with his hands while lightly kissing the back of her neck. “I will bring the release you need,” he murmured.

His hands left her momentarily. Brie opened her eyes when she heard the distinctive sound of her little bullet.

She whimpered as he wrapped his arm around her and his fingers made their way between her legs. The instant the little vibrator made contact with her clit, she let out a long and frustrated moan.

“Don’t resist,” he commanded, pressing it against her.

Brie leaned her head back on his chest. Her nipples became hard with need as the fire began to build inside.

“I desire your orgasm.”

She gasped as she allowed the vibration to take her over the edge. Her whole body froze just before the fiery pulsations began. She pushed against Tono as her body released the pent-up sexual energy she’d been suffering from.

“Little slave…” he whispered.

He lifted the bullet from her wet clit, ran it over her stomach and up to her breasts. He tickled her hard nipples with the toy and then returned to the source. Brie stiffened as her clit began dancing with the vibrator a second time.

“I demand another.”

She whimpered as her body greedily accepted the challenge. The build-up was slow, but she could tell it was going to be powerful—possibly even painful in its intensity. “Tono…”

“Trust me, toriko.”

He helped to build the strength of the orgasm by moving the bullet over her clit, letting the fire burn and then switching the angle so the flow was interrupted momentarily, until he built it up again.

With her hands and legs tied, she was at his mercy—his wonderful, thrilling mercy. Her legs began shaking first, announcing the impending orgasm. She tried to keep in rhythm with Tono’s breathing, but began panting uncontrollably.

“Tono…” she cried.

“Let it consume you, little slave.”

That was actually her fear. It felt like the orgasm was about to consume her completely—mind, body and soul. He tightened his grip, pressing Brie hard against him. “Come for me.”

The simple bindings, the tightness of Tono’s embrace, the relentless vibration of the bullet and her own images of Sir caused a fiery explosion within her core. As it burst forth, she screamed in pleasure and fear. Brie struggled against Tono as it swept through her. The power of the orgasm obliterated everything, almost claiming her consciousness before it ended.

She groaned in satisfaction, her body tingling long after her release. Brie opened her eyes, her body and mind finally free from the desperate need that had eaten at her. She took a deep breath and turned her head to smile at Tono. “Thank you, Master of the Rope.”

“It was not just for you, toriko. I was confronted by your need the minute you entered the house. Without immediate intervention, I would have fulfilled it in a manner outside the bounds of the agreement.”

“I shouldn’t have agreed to film Marquis. I was just asking for it…” she said, rolling her eyes at her own foolishness.

“Knowing your attraction for flogging, I would have to agree,” Tono answered with a smirk as he began slowly untying the knots.

When he was finished, she asked, “Would you allow me to practice on you?”

He hesitated for a moment, but handed over the rope. “Let me see what you’ve learned.”

Ties that Bind

B
rie took the cord and folded it in two. She wrapped it around his wrists, pulling the rope through the loop in the middle. She looked up at Tono and smiled as she pulled it tight. She wound it around his wrist several times and looped it under before starting between his fingers.

Brie laughed when she was done. The knots were different sizes, his fingers spread far apart and the ends dangled unattractively. Still…he was bound and she found it surprisingly sexy.

She lifted his hands up and gently, but forcibly, pressed her body against him so that he lay down on the mat with her on top. Brie felt his rigid cock against her stomach. Obviously he found it as erotic as she did.

It seemed a shame that she had enjoyed an earthshattering release, but he had been denied his. Brie opened his kimono so that his shaft rubbed against her naked skin. Still holding his arms, she whispered, “Don’t move.”

Brie rubbed her abdomen against his hard cock, rocking her hips sensuously. Tono shook his head, but did not resist. She moved against him, increasing the pressure between them. She felt the wetness of his pre-come and moaned, knowing that she was bringing him close. She was drawn to his lips…

Tono gave a deep-throated groan when she kissed him, his manhood spasming between them, but he refused to come. He suddenly brought his bound wrists down around her, capturing her in his embrace. “Do not do that again.”

Although he said it without malice, she wondered at his words. Was he displeased with her?

“Untie me,” Tono insisted after releasing her from his embrace. She fumbled with the poorly formed knots. It took extra time to set him free because of her amateur attempt.

Once free, he stood up. “Stay.” He left her and retreated to the bedroom. He returned with an armful of rope and the silver ring he used for suspension. She shivered in anticipation.

“This will be demanding on you, toriko. The bindings and pose will challenge your body.”

Her heart sped up, but there was no way she would turn down such an opportunity. “I long to be challenged, Tono.”

He sat down on the mat and laid out the long lengths of jute beside him. He motioned her to him. “Kneel, facing away from me.”

She did as she was asked, her whole body buzzing with excitement. Tono started with her chest, binding it tightly, framing her breasts with the rope. The subtle touches as he pulled and adjusted the rope were hypnotically sensual. This time there was no music, just the slap of the ends of the rope as they smacked the floor with each pass.

He bound her arms one at a time, covering them in a decorative three-inch diamond pattern. He moved down to her abdomen, attaching a rope from her chest as he bound it in the same ornamental pattern.

She gasped softly when he reached between her legs and pulled the rope taut against her clit and up the valley of her ass. He fastened it in the back, pulling it even tighter before tying the final knot. The pressure was arousing, causing her body to react.

“Tono, I’ve wet the jute.”

He chuckled under his breath. “To be expected, little slave.”

He continued down her legs with the diamond pattern. The bindings were tighter than normal, but not challenging. When he had tied off the rope at her left ankle, he told her to lie on her stomach. While she followed his orders, he began fastening the silver ring to the ceiling. He tested it out with his full weight before returning to her.

He pulled her arms back and secured them so that she felt like a swan in mid-flight. Tono lightly caressed her back and thighs before taking her right ankle. He pulled it backward towards her wrist. She lifted her chest off the ground to accommodate the position as he secured her ankle to her wrist. Brie imagined she looked like a dancer with her arms thrown back and a leg gracefully kicked back.

He made it even more challenging when he finished the pose by binding her left ankle to her other wrist. Tono was right. It was a demanding pose, and she hadn’t even been lifted off the ground yet. It was unpleasant to have her body weight centered on her torso and chest.

He ran his hands over her skin again, soothing her with his touch. “Breathe with me, toriko,” he gently reminded. Brie concentrated on matching his breath, staving off the discomfort. He quickly bound the rope at several points and slipped it through the ring. “And now you fly.”

He began slowly lifting Brie off the ground. Instantly, the jute began to tighten and dig into her skin. The tightness around her chest was more acute than before, but there was also a sexual pressure added with the rope resting on her clit.

“Breathe with me,” he reminded her again.

She closed her eyes and forced her body to accept the challenge of the jute. Once Tono had her lifted and secured, his hands returned to her, caressing her skin as he made minor adjustments to the rope.

“As Dom, I am the one in control, little slave.”

“Yes, Tono,” she said as she slowly twisted in the air. She wondered if he was talking about her grinding against his cock.

“What you did provoked me, toriko.”

She looked up at him, unable to tell if he was joking or not. “Tono, I wasn’t trying—”

“I do not care to be topped.” He reached over and slapped her ass with a biting smack. She squeaked, surprised by his move and slightly turned on by it as she swung back and forth from the force of the swat.

Brie squirmed and whimpered as he continued to slap her ass cheeks, making them warm with his punishment. She’d never known the sexual allure of being spanked for misbehavior. It felt like a guilty pleasure, one she knew she should not enjoy, but her wetness exposed her true sentiments.

Tono paused and she thought he was done, but then his hand landed on her warm buttocks again. The tingling feeling on her skin moved straight to her pussy. The next swat really hurt. Brie cried out in alarm. It hurt—oh, god, it hurt—but it was so damn sexy coming from her gentle Master.

“No more topping.”

“No, Tono, no more topping.”

“Now that you have been punished, I will take my pleasure.”

Tono left her side to rummage through an ottoman that also acted as extra storage. He pulled out a plastic mat and laid it under her before picking up a long red candle and lighting it in front of her.

Brie whimpered in pleasure as he dripped some of the hot wax on her tingling buttocks. He slowly moved up her back. She groaned as the wax made thin trails on her skin. He moved to her front and slipped the candle into a tight loop he had created previously with the rope.

Tono grabbed Brie’s chin roughly and kissed her as melted wax dripped onto her shoulders. Her pussy pulsed against the jute and she moaned loudly.

He untied his kimono and moved behind her. Brie’s loins contracted in anticipation. Tono ran his hands over her body, caressing the skin, sliding them over the rope until his fingers rested on the slick jute binding her pussy.

He put one hand on her ass. Although she could not see his actions, she knew what he was doing because of his jerking movements and low grunts. Knowing Tono was masturbating on her was an incredible turn-on.

Another drip of burning wax hit her shoulders just as he groaned and hot liquid covered her ass and pussy.

“Yes, Tono, yes…” she moaned.

After he was done he pushed on her thigh, causing her to twist around slowly on the rope. Brie closed her eyes and took in the extreme sensations of constricting jute, the pull of gravity, hot wax, warm semen and flying…

She heard the clicking of a shutter and opened her eyes to see Tono taking photos of her. She managed a slight smile before she closed her eyes, moving towards the promise of spiritual flight, but Tono pulled her back.