our last date about not having much patience for slow and gentle and used this little piece of information to tease and taunt her while reaching around her to slowly put her wrists in the cuffs.
Attaching the chains to the cuffs, I locked one of her beautiful wrists to the back of the bike and the other to the front. With her arms stretched out to her sides and her hair flowing gently in the breeze, she was a vision of beauty. Her back was my canvas.
I slid my hands around the curve of her hips and up to her belly—her skin was incredibly soft. My want for her grew as I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard against my cock.
She pushed against me and moaned a barely audible “Please, Daddy? Please fuck me.”
“No,” I growled in her ear while unbuttoning her pants and sliding my hands inside to her soft mound.
I could feel her warmth and wetness begging me to explore as she squirmed.
“Don’t move,” I ordered. She stopped with a whimper. The look of agony on her face was my prize.
“Plea—”
“Shhh. No.”
Gliding my finger across her clit, I found her sweet center and slowly separated her lips to find her drenched. Dipping one finger into her warm wetness, I felt her knees buckle slightly. My grip around her waist grew tighter. She moaned even louder as I slid my finger back across her clit, covering it in her juices.
Still holding on to her and pressing my cock against her ass, I brought my finger up to my mouth to savor her sweetness. A low, almost evil chuckle escaped my lips as I reached into the saddlebag again. It was time for her beating.
“Your safeword is ride, ” I whispered in her ear before stepping back.
The black leather flogger was heavy in my hand as I whipped it around in the air for a moment to let her know what was coming. My eyes traveled to the small of her back. The surge of power I felt as I whipped the flogger around in the air was intoxicating. She put all of her trust in me for that moment.
Damn, she is beautiful.
I imagined the marks I was about to leave on her back as I readied her with soft, methodic taps with the strands of the flogger.
Gentle tap, tap, taps turned into hard thud, thud, thuds . Then with a loud smack the first marks appeared on her back. A slight scream escaped her lips while her arm muscles flexed as she pulled on the chains. Then more gentle tap, tap, taps , and hard thud, thud, thuds just before the loud crack of the strands against her back. Again leaving marks.
I could see her knees begin to get weak as the beating continued. Little beads of sweat rolled down her back and arms as she pulled on the chains and squirmed against the bike. Admiring my artistic work in the red markings that were growing on her back, I repeated the rhythm a few more times until more red welts appeared and I was satisfied with my masterpiece.
Returning the flogger to my saddlebag, I slowly moved my hands down her back to ease the stings my work brought. She was breathing hard and pushing against my hands. A slight moan escaped her lips.
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded.
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want,” I whispered in her ear.
“Please fuck me,” she begged.
I slowly unbuttoned my 501s so she could hear them coming undone. She squirmed against me at the sound of one button after another.
Pulling my cock out and tightening up my harness, I let the tip of the cock tease her ass through her jeans. Her begging and squirming continued, and so did my teasing.
I unchained her from the bike and turned her around to face me. She looked up at me with her pleading eyes.
“Take off your boots and your pants,” I ordered.
She obeyed and stood before me completely naked with her long hair blowing gently in the breeze. Her nipples were hard and reaching for me. The creamy curves of her body begged for my touch.
“Come here, baby.”
Cupping her face in my hands, I looked into her pleading eyes and couldn’t help but kiss her. I was gentle at first, then
Attaching the chains to the cuffs, I locked one of her beautiful wrists to the back of the bike and the other to the front. With her arms stretched out to her sides and her hair flowing gently in the breeze, she was a vision of beauty. Her back was my canvas.
I slid my hands around the curve of her hips and up to her belly—her skin was incredibly soft. My want for her grew as I grabbed her hips and pulled her hard against my cock.
She pushed against me and moaned a barely audible “Please, Daddy? Please fuck me.”
“No,” I growled in her ear while unbuttoning her pants and sliding my hands inside to her soft mound.
I could feel her warmth and wetness begging me to explore as she squirmed.
“Don’t move,” I ordered. She stopped with a whimper. The look of agony on her face was my prize.
“Plea—”
“Shhh. No.”
Gliding my finger across her clit, I found her sweet center and slowly separated her lips to find her drenched. Dipping one finger into her warm wetness, I felt her knees buckle slightly. My grip around her waist grew tighter. She moaned even louder as I slid my finger back across her clit, covering it in her juices.
Still holding on to her and pressing my cock against her ass, I brought my finger up to my mouth to savor her sweetness. A low, almost evil chuckle escaped my lips as I reached into the saddlebag again. It was time for her beating.
“Your safeword is ride, ” I whispered in her ear before stepping back.
The black leather flogger was heavy in my hand as I whipped it around in the air for a moment to let her know what was coming. My eyes traveled to the small of her back. The surge of power I felt as I whipped the flogger around in the air was intoxicating. She put all of her trust in me for that moment.
Damn, she is beautiful.
I imagined the marks I was about to leave on her back as I readied her with soft, methodic taps with the strands of the flogger.
Gentle tap, tap, taps turned into hard thud, thud, thuds . Then with a loud smack the first marks appeared on her back. A slight scream escaped her lips while her arm muscles flexed as she pulled on the chains. Then more gentle tap, tap, taps , and hard thud, thud, thuds just before the loud crack of the strands against her back. Again leaving marks.
I could see her knees begin to get weak as the beating continued. Little beads of sweat rolled down her back and arms as she pulled on the chains and squirmed against the bike. Admiring my artistic work in the red markings that were growing on her back, I repeated the rhythm a few more times until more red welts appeared and I was satisfied with my masterpiece.
Returning the flogger to my saddlebag, I slowly moved my hands down her back to ease the stings my work brought. She was breathing hard and pushing against my hands. A slight moan escaped her lips.
“Please, Daddy,” she pleaded.
“Please what, baby? Tell me what you want,” I whispered in her ear.
“Please fuck me,” she begged.
I slowly unbuttoned my 501s so she could hear them coming undone. She squirmed against me at the sound of one button after another.
Pulling my cock out and tightening up my harness, I let the tip of the cock tease her ass through her jeans. Her begging and squirming continued, and so did my teasing.
I unchained her from the bike and turned her around to face me. She looked up at me with her pleading eyes.
“Take off your boots and your pants,” I ordered.
She obeyed and stood before me completely naked with her long hair blowing gently in the breeze. Her nipples were hard and reaching for me. The creamy curves of her body begged for my touch.
“Come here, baby.”
Cupping her face in my hands, I looked into her pleading eyes and couldn’t help but kiss her. I was gentle at first, then