Total LockDown (LockDown #2) (17 page)

I hear a
rattling, my only guess being the things hanging from the wall. I turn my head
to see if I can fathom exactly what he is collecting. I am suddenly dreading what
he has planned.

“Don't worry,
Princess, it’s nothing bad, nothing you can't handle. This isn’t punishment,
baby, this is pleasure. Do you trust me?” he asks me softly, stroking the side
of my face.

I nod my head,
unable to see him, “With my life, Sir.” I am getting so use to the word now, it
flowing from my lips so freely I don't have to think twice about showing him
the respect he deserves.

“Good. Okay,
let’s get this show on the road. You can make noise, Abbi, as much as you want.
I want to hear you scream, but under no circumstances are you to cum?” I can
hear the seriousness in his voice in his last statement. What is it with these
Dom’s and their torturous ways? I’d rather the spanking again over any form of
orgasm denial.

I can clearly
remember the night we had admitted our feelings, the night of twenty questions,
the night he admitted he liked to restrain women and withhold their orgasm, why
I hadn’t clocked on then, is beyond me, I was clearly cum dumb and too in love
to notice. There have been so many signs through the past year, but I have
managed to oversee every single one, or brushing them off as normal or
inconsequential. I think, that deep down in the pit of my stomach, I have
always known he was a dominant man, he has, on several occasions shown me that
side, but I’d never once thought he actually participated in the scene.

I feel the cool
suede tails of a flogger stroking and brushing my naked skin, every nerve at
attention as they relish in the softness. He circles my breasts and my flat
stomach with them, sometimes lightly flicking at my nipples with the beaded
ends. I feel a shot of pleasure through me as he slowly drags the whip between
my thighs, a few of the throngs slipping through my pussy lips and stroking
against my clit.

“Ahhh, God,
that’s good.” My body is rising off the bed slightly, well as much as is
possible with the restraints holding me.

“That right,
angel. Feel it, feel your body humming to life at the feel of the tails on you,
your blood flowing to the surface, making every single touch a sensation to
desire and relish.” The tails are gone and the soothing pleasure replaced with
a sharp sensual pain as they whip down onto my stomach. My body writhes at the
shock of it. I prepare myself for another, my legs and arms warm and tingling,
my pussy throbbing and leaking juices everywhere, and my own actual lips I am nibbling
at furiously.

“Shit, Hmmm, more.
Please can I have more, sir?” I beg him, wanting to feel this all night long if
possible.

I hear his
chuckle from beside me. He clearly loves my reaction to this, the way my body
desires and craves for more of his touch. This is clearly helping his mood, his
earlier mood shifting and a hot arousal now replacing it. I can feel his hard
cock probing the side of my stomach as the tails once again thrash down and
kisses my skin, awakening me to everything around, the air, the heat, the
smell, the dampness.

I jolt, my
muscles contracting as white-hot pleasure drowns me, my eyes seeing little
glittering stars behind the curtain covering them.

“He whips me fifteen
times in total, each strike pushing me closer to an orgasm I didn’t even think
I could get through this kind of stimulation.

“Hold it in,
Angel, remember what I said. Do not cum.” He whips me one last time between my
parted, wet thighs, the throngs smashing erotically against my sex.

“Ahhh, please, oh
god, fuck, I need to cum, sir.” I tell him, pleading for him to let me, just
this once. Once and I’ll be okay, I will be able to hold it off for the rest of
this torturous night.

“No, not yet,
sweetheart.” I hear the flogger drop to the floor, the gentle thud causing my
body to vibrate with need. I want anything he can give me, right now, a touch,
a spank, a kiss, a fuck, just anything to sate the overbearing pressure.

I hear the lid
opening on the ice cream beside me, I want to giggle with glee, like a child,
the excitement and heat within me striking tenfold, gagging for the cold bite
of the cream.

I feel a
sensation sting my body as a blob lands on my breasts, leaking down to my
stomach.

I had been down,
putting my daughter to bed I was once again reminded of the secret things I had
lost in my life, how I missed those things with everything I had. I love
Abigail with my entire heart and soul, but there are still things in this world
that are there, holding on to parts of me that just won't let go. I watched as
Melissa’s eyes fluttered closed, telling her how she would always be loved,
that I would never leave her like I had done to someone I loved before.

I had felt
Abigail’s eyes on me, listening to what I had said. It pissed me off that she
had seen me weak, she doesn’t know about Joseph, and if I had my way, she never
would. There is no need, I wasn’t his father anymore, I couldn’t be. He doesn’t
know me, doesn’t know what I’ve done and the reason he isn’t here with me. He
would hate me, just as much as I hate myself for letting anything happen to
him.

I thought I
would be in the downer mood all night, missing and craving to see him, but as I
watch Abigail’s burning flesh melt the ice-cream, the little droplets spilling
around her tummy and breasts, all thought of Joe are swept under the rug once
again.

I bend my head,
breathing her in, teasing and tormenting her sensitive skin. I can see her
struggling against the bonds holding her; she is trying to move towards my hot
lips.

I lower a little
further and appease her. She has been a God damn good girl today, so perfect
and sexy, I can't wait to bury myself balls deep inside of her. I feel an
unwanted throb in my dick that I need to get rid of ASAP or I might just bloody
explode.

My tongue darts
out and collects a large trail of the frozen dessert, lapping the cookie dough
up and swallowing it down. Her body is vibrating under my touch, her skin
coming up in Goosebumps as I lather and feast on her delectable body. “God, you
taste so good like this, Angel.” Calling her that name hurts so much, calling
her something that once belonged to somebody else, but at the same time, it
feels so right, so perfect for her. She truly is my angel, everything I love
and need in this world.

I lick away
every drop of ice cream trickling down her stomach, before munching on the
cluster of solid cream below her breasts, where it had slipped after previously
being atop them.

“Ahhh, Leighton,
you do that so well, baby.” She tells me and I smile up at her, her eyes
blindfolded from my every glance. I can feel the muscles in my face contracting
as the beam spreads across my face, but then I feel the pain in my lip as my
teeth bite down a little too hard. My arousal is escalating just looking at her
perfection, her restrained body quickly becoming sticky with ice cream.  The
erection jutting out from my body is nearing on painful, every ounce of blood I
possess currently settles there.

“Abigail, do you
even realise how sexy you are, how every time I look at you, I want to consume
every ounce there is of you, when I touch you my heart pumps faster and my dick
aches.” I spoon another scoop of ice cream from the pot and place it on her
left breast, using the spoon to circle it around her nipple, coating every inch
of her tits with the sweetness.

“Ahhh, cold.”
She tries to jump from the bed to relieve the cold burn I know is there, fuck
she had made me experience it just last year.

“Answer me,
Pet.” I command her.

“Yes I do, when I'm
with you, Leighton, I feel sexy, I feel like I'm on top of the world, and nothing
could possibly bring me back down.” So she is very clearly laying it on a
little thick, she wouldn’t feel that way if she knew of my previous life, before
her.

“Really, not
exaggerating there at all, babe?” I ask her, knowing there is no way in hell I
can make someone feel like that, that is all her. She has gotten herself there
by herself, where she is and in the mind-set, she is in.

“No sir, not at
all. You make me feel treasured, loved and safe. You make me feel so fucking
sexy. It’s all you, and I fucking love you so much for it.” I crawl up her
body, my naked one sliding along the sticky cream, coating my abs and making my
black tattoos a weird creamy colour. I slid the mask up her face, revealing her
beautiful blue eyes, now glazy and sparkling as they struggle to adapt to the
light in the room. The lamp is glowing in the corner, a beautiful amber
ambiance on the walls, causing a shadow of our bodies against the wall.

“Hi.” I say,
brushing away her hair from her eyes. I don't want to be her Dom here, I want
to be her boyfriend, her fiancé.

“Hi yourself,
handsome.” She says as she tries to lift her arms to stroke my face, but the
leather cuffs still hold her in place.

“Tut, tut,
Abigail, forgotten who’s in control have we?” I wink at her playing around. I
don't want her restrained, I never did, it was just for a little fun.

“You’re always
in control, Baby. You own my heart and soul, control it’s every beat and it’s
every draw of breath. I am nothing without you, you control my entire being.”

“Want some
crackers with that cheese babe?” I tap her nose before leaning in and taking
her mouth in a deep, cock-strangling kiss.

“Someone’s a
little excited, I think, baby.” She informs me, as I release her mouth, her
eyes trying hard to look down my body to the iron hard length lying against her
stomach between us.

“There’s always
something between us isn’t there.” I joke with her, sighing. I am feeling so
happy right now, my earlier sadness gone, but never forgotten.

“There
definitely is, but I think I like this interruption. My pussy is hungry for
him, could she have a little taste.” She pouts her lips as she grinds her cunt
against my dick the best she can.

“I think it can
be arranged, Angel.” I say, sitting astride her stomach whilst I reach to undo
the cuffs holding her wrists. I want to feel her nails scratching my back as I
fuck her with so much passion she will set alight. As my muscular frame leans
over her, I feel a spine sizzling pleasure as her mouth wraps around my cock
head, her neck straining upwards to take it.

“Oh, fuck, Jesus
that’s good.” I hiss through my teeth, trying to concentrate on releasing her,
but her hot mouth is very hard to work with.

“You like that,
baby?” she asks me, circling her tongue around and under my helmet.

“Aha, very much,
let me take the cuffs off, Abbi, I want your hands on me, everywhere baby.” She
stops sucking for all of ten seconds, giving me limited time to get the cuffs
off her wrists. They are unlocked and dropped to dangle by the chains.

As soon as her
hands are free they are wrapped around my arse pulling my dick straight back in
her mouth. “Holy Fuck!” I cry out as she takes me to the back of her throat,
swallowing me regardless of the intense gagging she is suffering.

“I love you,
Angel. You are seriously too good at this.” I think she might just kill me if
she doesn’t stop or finish it off soon. I refuse to let her get me off in her mouth;
I need to be deep inside in her when that happens.

I feel myself
nearing the peak, so I pull away from her mouth. There is a fuck load of
resistance on her side; she pouts her lip, her hands trying to pull me back to
her, even her voice telling me she wants more. “Sorry, baby. I need to be
inside of you now.” I move down her body, kissing every delicious inch in my
path, licking and sucking her pert nipples, lapping at the curves of her
breasts and hips. I reach her shaven pussy and dive in. My tongue drags along
her clit, between her smooth folds. I really want her to get her clit hood
pierced and her sexy nipples. It will look so fucking hot with a pair of nipple
clamps around those bars and a sexy ring resting on her clit for me to play
with. Every time I lick there, the ring will press further on her bud, sending
jolts through her.

“Baby, I want
you to get your clit and nipples pierced. Would you do that for me?” I see her
bite her lip, from the pleasure my tongue is bringing her and the erotic
thoughts I hope she is having.

“Ab-so-fucking-lutley,
I’ve been hoping to get it done for ages, just never thought you’d like It.”
her eyes open wider, her lips quivering as I blow directly on her erect clit.

“Hmm, tomorrow
then, Angel, we are getting you pierced, I need you like it ASAP. When I put
some nice clamps on those nipples of yours, you’ll be screaming in ecstasy.”

“I can't wait,
Leighton. Now please, I need you inside of me, it has been a month since you
fucked me, and a horrendously long one at that.” Fuck, it really has been a
dragging month, we have both fucked other people today, but there is seriously
nothing better on this earth, than her pussy, it is warm, smooth, silky and
tight, fitting my cock like a glove. It’s like she is personally made for me,
moulded for ultimate pleasure.

I wiggle my way
to the bottom of the bed, quickly releasing her ankles. I lift each foot, one
at a time, kissing them and rubbing her ankles to allow the blood to flow
properly. As I crawl back up her body, I take her legs with me, gliding my hands
up to her thighs. I hook them over my hips, my cock nudging at her entrance.

I bring my body
to hers, our chests to each other, my eyes locked on hers. I am not going to
fuck my girlfriend, no; I am going to make love to her, possess and take over
her body and connect her to me finally, after so long.

I swipe all of
the hair from her face, giving me the entire surface to gaze upon, she is
utterly beautiful, inside and out, even in her darkest moments, I can't stop
loving her. She is every breath I take, every beat my heart makes and
everything I live for. If she were to disappear from me, I would lose my entire
self.

“I love you,
Abigail, baby you make me whole. We are one, Angel.” I tell her as I slowly
sink into her, her pussy already greedily grabbing at my cock, squeezing and
contracting around it. I repeatedly slide in and out of her, a slow measured
pace to savour her, my body feeling every inch of her, her breasts brushing my
chest, her nipples grazing my skin. Her toned body curves into mine, her pelvis
connecting with mine as my dick finds home inside of her.

“I love you too,
Leighton, forever and always babe. Oh, fuck, this is so good. More, Leighton,
love me baby.” I flip us over, her body on top of me.

“Ride me baby;
take your pleasure from me.” She places her hands on my shoulders, pushing down
as she begins to grind down on me, her slit rubbing against the top of my cock.
Her inner walls draw her orgasm closer to edge, I can feel it in every stranglehold
her pussy performs on me.

She leans back
on her hands, her tits pushing outwards. I sit myself up bring my arms around
her back to draw her close to me. I bring my lips to her nipple, sucking on it
as she bounces up and down on my dick. “That’s it, Angel, fuck my cock hard and
fast. God I love your body.” I release her nipple and use my hands to follow
the contours of her body, my fingertips grazing her curved waist and
outstanding hips.

One of my hands
reaches down and cups her arse, squeezing and kneading it gently, the other
hand travels the length of her spine and into her hair, clasping her hair and
bringing her lips to mine. I rock inside of her as she rides me, her cunt wet
and warm.

“Leighton, baby,
I’m gonna cum. Do it with me.” She begs me and then cries for me. I can feel
her muscle clenching around me as she nears her climax. The death grip she has
on me, has my cum boiling in my balls and erupting into her pussy.

“Fuck, I'm
coming Abbi, Angel, cum for me now.” I lift her slightly, pumping myself into her
fast and hard, my cum spurting inside of her and trickling down my dick and
onto my thighs. “Argghhh, Abbi, fuck, shit.” I clench my eyes closed as the
grip I have on her hair tightens a little. This is the hardest I have ever cum,
my whole body physically aching at the intensity and power being my climax.

“Leighton, I'm
coming. I love you baby, fuck I love you so much.” I feel her cum inside of
her, her pussy pulsing as she floods our thighs with her orgasm, her juices mixed
with my spunk in a delicious cocktail.

She collapses on
me, her head in the crook of my neck as she regains her breath.

“That good huh?”