Satisfied with his handiwork, he stood next to the bed for a long moment, staring down at her bound and spread body.Satisfied with his handiwork, he stood next to the bed for a long moment, staring down at her bound and spread body. Her red hair lay fanned out on the pillow and her green eyes sparkled with lust and adventure. He climbed on the bed between her stretched thighs and gazed at her pussy. Soft tufts of red-gold hair covered a portion, but her lips were thick and deep pink with arousal. Even as he watched they opened slightly, revealing the moistness there. His fingers spread those lips even further apart, exposing her hardening clit. She tried to move, but the bonds held her tight. Slade bent down and touched the tip of his tongue to the tip of her clit, feeling it jump underneath the pressure. As his tongue swirled around her clit, he inhaled, catching the scent of her arousal. This prompted him to bury his tongue deep into her pussy, thrusting as far as he could reach. She groaned loudly and once again tried to close her thighs and clasp his head against her, but she was helpless. Taking advantage of her helplessness, he began to torment her with his tongue. First he would thrust it deep inside her pussy, wiggling it around, then he would withdraw and lick upwards with the flat side, like a cat washing itself. When he felt she was getting used to that caress, he would flick the tip rapidly over her growing clit, hearing the air hissing between her teeth. "Please, Slade," she said. "Don't torment me like this. Oh, god, you've got to make me come." "Why?" He raised his head to ask the single word before returning to his torture. This time when he stuck his tongue in her, he could feel her inner muscles clenching tightly, trying to hold his wiggling tongue inside her. After rapidly moving it in and out a few times, he abandoned her pussy and took aim at her anus. He rimmed the tiny crinkled opening with the tip of his tongue, feeling that aperture open and shut under the heat of his mouth. Then it was back up to her clit. He flicked it once. "Do you want to come?" She groaned. "Oh, yes, sugar, yes." "How bad?" Another flick. "What will you do for me?" "Anything," she whispered. |