Page 6 of Caged
I walked over to the bag I’d brought in with me and found what I was looking for.
“Now we will begin.”
Janie
I was laying on this padded table that reminded me of a massage table, arms and legs completely immobilized as the cool air of the room caressed my naked body. I’d had my hands tied before, but I’d never been this completely immobilized. I tugged on my hands, testing the knots, and they didn’t budge. I was completely trapped.
I waited for the panic to come, but instead I felt excited. Possibly more excited than I’d felt in my life.
Right now, Skye could do whatever she wanted to me, and in this position, I’d be helpless to resist. That thought made a rush of arousal flood my pussy.
A buzzing sounded in the room as Skye returned to the bench with a rather large vibrator in her hand. Without a word, she began sliding it up and down my slit, teasing me until I was digging my heels into the cushioned surface and lifting my hips to meet her. I couldn’t get too far though before the restraints pulled me back.
I yelped as she slid the vibrator into my channel. I was dripping wet, but it was also petty big, based in how much it was stretching my pussy. There was a shift, and then I felt Skye’s fingers digging painfully into my thighs as her tongue started circling my clitoris.
I’d never had a woman go down on me before. With the other dommes I’d played with, I’d been clear that toys were okay but personal contact wasn’t. I hadn’t given Skye that same restriction and given how incredible it felt, I was not regretting that decision.
Skye’s mouth on my pussy was everything I never knew was missing in my life. She sucked my clit into her mouth andbetween that and the vibrator that was still buzzing insistently inside me, I couldn’t forestall my orgasm.
“Ahh!”
I cried out, unable to form words as all the blood in my body seemed to head to my pussy. My attention was laser focused on the sensation of Skye suckling my swollen bud. My heart was hammering in my chest and my breath coming in harsh pants as I succumbed to the pleasure.
Skye lifted her head as I started to come down, then carefully removed the vibe and turned it off. I figured that we were done, but I figured wrong.
She stepped away for a minute, then returned with a small flogger made entirely out of rope. It had a braided handle, with several strings of rope coming out of the handle, each tied with a tight knot on the end. For a moment, she held it up in my line of vision.
“Do you like it? I made it myself,” she said proudly.
“Yes, Mistress.”
First, she just ran it up and down my body, teasing me with it, then she moved between my legs and tapped it against the top of my pussy. Despite the fact that it was the lightest of taps, everything was still super sensitive from my orgasm. I cried out.
Skye ignored me, tapping the rope flogger down one inner thigh, down to the ankle and across my pussy before doing the same thing on the other side. Each tap of the flogger left a slight sting that quickly dissipated.
She moved the flogger up, tapping along the swell of my belly from side to side before making her way to my breasts. The sensation of the rope slapping lightly against the soft skin of my breasts was incredible. As she tapped across my nipples over and over again, I began whining, close to coming again from the sensation.
Without warning Skye moved back to the bottom of the table, untying my legs and stretching them out. I wiggled them from side to side as full circulation returned. The other rope was still wrapped around my wrists, and Skye pulled my arms up over my head, securing the rope to something under the table but leaving my legs free.
Then she returned to her methodical tapping across my body with the rope flogger, reversing the direction she’d gone on the way up. Her touch was still light, but harder than before. My entire body was vibrating from being teased with the rope.
“Please, Mistress,” I finally gasped when I couldn’t take it anymore.
I knew it was against the rules to talk first, unless I was going to safe word out, but I needed to come so bad. I just needed a little something more to push me over the edge.
Skye seemed to know what I needed, because she shoved one finger inside my channel, thrusting in and out. Then she rotated her arm and ground the heel of her hand down hard against my clit.
This time when I came, I screamed from the force of it, thrashing against the restraints on my arms. I’d come before, probably hundreds of times, yet no other person had played my body as well as Skye did. I wanted more. But not just more orgasms, more Skye.
A flood of emotion hit my brain. Holy shit, I liked her! Liked her, liked her. Just because I had never felt particularly attracted to a woman, that didn’t mean I couldn’t, right? After all, sexuality was a spectrum. It was like I’d just had my heterosexual blinders removed and discovered something new.
And when Skye lowered her head and pressed her lips against mine, I knew I’d also discovered something so much better.
Skye
As a rule, I didn’t get too close to my submissives. I didn’t lick their pussies or fuck them with my fingers. And I certainly didn’t kiss them. But I couldn’t help doing any of that with Janie. I wanted to kiss every inch of her body, following the path of the rope flogger that I’d crafted with my own two hands, then sit on her face and demand that she eat me out.
But technically we hadn’t discussed any of this. It was that thought that finally had me pulling away from her. We were both breathing heavily, and Janie’s lips were swollen from my rough kisses.
