Forever Bound (2 page)

“Back up,” he ordered.

She obeyed and he raised her hands above her head. She heard the snap of a clip, followed by the sensation of some of her weight transferred away from her feet. Glancing above her, she saw Gavin had clipped an obvious loop he’d made on her wrists to the rope that hung from the ceiling. She could still stand, however, as the anchor above her bore most of the weight.

Gavin ran his hand down her side to her hip, and Josie shuddered. He lifted her leg so the rope tied between the two poles rested between her thighs.

Without a word, he crossed the room where he’d left his bag. He reached down and pulled out three boxes. Josie’s heart skipped a beat as his intention became clear. He held three vibrators, each with a large ball on the top and a handle resting below.

“These vibrators have not been used on another.” His voice calm, so measured, telling her each step he took precise and planned out.

Josie didn’t doubt it for a moment. No other man she’d met held his level of control.

After removing the vibrators from their boxes, he reached back into the bag and lifted out three smaller pieces of rope. He returned to Josie. He tied each of the vibrators onto the robe, equal width apart—a good couple feet between them.

Josie attempted to remain silent, not to make any kind of move, but as he continued to tie the vibrators onto the rope with skilled hands, she couldn’t help herself. Eager moans fell from her lips as the heat quadrupled in her body, but his stern warning look shut her mouth with a loud snap.

Once he’d finished tying the last knot on the rope, he stood and approached her. His eyes lit with excitement and bore a promise of seduction. “You will listen to what I instruct you to do.”

“Yes,” she managed. Her pussy ached for the fun ahead. No foreplay had ever brought her to the level of desire she experienced at that moment. In fact, intercourse hadn’t. The silky arousal between her thighs coated her heated flesh and she hadn’t touched the vibrators yet. The implication of what he planned, the images in her mind, the way Gavin posed himself, the bonds around her skin, made her ready and eager for anything he offered her.

“If you do not do as I instruct, I will deliver a punishment.” He tugged on the rope holding her in place as he tested the weight. “And you will pay for your defiance because I will enjoy delivering it.”

He made his way to the vibrators. Leaning down, he turned each one on and Josie noticed they were set to varying speeds. Anticipation like no other burned in her pussy. In response, she squeezed her thighs together around her pulsing clit to ease the ache there.

“Release your legs,” he growled.

Without thought, she opened her thighs and moaned in frustration as the pulse returned.

“I tell you when and how you can find your pleasure.” She whimpered. His gaze scolded before he turned away, strode to the other side of the room and leaned against the wall. “Because of your disobedience you may move onto the first vibrator, count to five, then move off.”

Josie sucked in a breath before she dared to inch forward. Two steps in, her pussy made contact with the low hum. A ping of pleasure rocketed through her and she gasped in elation. Yet, she wasn’t about to disregard his instructions. She counted to five, before stepping away.

“Count to ten and move back on it.”

Ten seconds had never felt so long. Her pussy clenched, the wetness along her skin creating a demanding need to gain relief. But she suspected it’d be a long time before she found her release. In truth, she wasn’t quite sure how she’d get it. Would he step behind her and fuck her to find his own pleasure? She knew enough about the BDSM lifestyle to understand it had nothing to do with sexual gratification, but more so the journey to push ones limits further than anyone could imagine.

After she counted to ten, she stepped forward again, positioned herself on the vibrator so it connected to her clit. Her moans were impossible to hold in. She’d used vibrators before, but this one, even at the low setting, felt far more powerful than she’d ever experienced.

Her breasts were cupped by the ropes which increased the sensation, as if supporting her upper body. Her arms bound above her, she clenched her fists as the vibration excited her clit.

Gavin’s voice lowered an octave. “Move off it.”

Josie gasped out a long, deep breath and stepped back, starved of the wonderful feeling. It took a moment to catch her breath. Her legs trembled beneath her as the pleasure grabbed her.

Gavin approached and stood in front of her, watching her with intense eyes. “Now, move on it again.”

Wiggling her way forward, she reached the vibration and lost her breath. The vibrations tickled, her only response quiet gasps.

“Move to the next.”

If the low vibration aroused her, she anticipated what awaited her at the next level and her heart rate kicked up a notch. She reached the next vibrator and placed her clit upon it, shouting out against the hard hum along her sensitive flesh. Her head fell forward as she groaned. She squirmed a little and slid off the vibrator.

“Back on it,” Gavin warned.

Not wanting to disappoint him, she responded to his demand and pushed her hips forward so the toy connected with skin. “Oh God,” she shouted, her whole body quivering. Her head moved from side to side, her legs trembling beneath her as the sensations hurt. She fought against the urge to step away and give herself a moment to breathe.

“Look at me.”

Josie gasped out as she raised her head. Her vision had hazed. Gavin appeared more of a figure than an actual man. Another ping of heat erupted with the vibration and she cried out.

“Take a deep breath,” he ordered, his tone controlled, yet Josie heard the emotion behind his words. Clearly, he enjoyed watching her.

She listened and breathed.

“Calm down.” His deep voice soft, sweet and appreciative.

The moment he said the order, she eased. He stood, powerful, his dark eyes stared intently in hers. It gave her strength and she pushed away the madness stealing her thoughts to focus on him. Soon, her vision cleared.

She sighed deep, tears dripping from the corners of her eyes as the intensity of her pleasure soared. Yet, she still held control. He guided her. Her pleasure lay in his hands and she gave him her body.

Chapter
Three

Gavin had done this same scene numerous times over. But never, in all his years, had he witnessed a sub give herself completely. In truth, all the subs before Josie had already been into the lifestyle—were already submissive to Doms.

His cock strained against his pants. Not only because she was a stunning woman, bound with the ropes he’d applied, finding intense pleasure, but for the first time ever, he’d found his submissive.

She shook as the vibrator pleasured her. Any moment she’d find her climax. Although when he told her to calm, she did so in an instant. She enthralled him.

Josie held his gaze, stood as firm in her stance as possible. Her jaw clenched tight to hold strong, even as her legs shook beneath her. He needed to push her. Test her limits to see if she’d pull out her safeword.

He took the few steps he needed to reach her, knelt down. “Do not take your eyes off me.” He latched onto the vibrator and pushed it against her clit.

Her eyes went wide before they rolled back into her head. Just as fast as they did, they returned to meet his.

Very good
.

He rolled the vibrator around to play along her clit. To stimulate her to a point where pleasure hurt. A small moan escaped her. He would put a stop to that. “Make a sound again and I will turn it off and make you wait.”

She sucked her bottom lip and bit down. Clearly, not ready for her pleasure to end. Again, he admired her control. She had no idea how easily she fell into the role.

Any command he issued she followed. She blew his fucking mind.

Just as his mouth parted to offer another demand, she whispered, “May I come?”

Anger roared through him. He had not given her permission to speak. Although the request showed the submissive nature in her, it didn’t mean he’d give her what she wanted. She had defied him. “No, you may not. Now step back.”

With shaky legs, she raised her hips, shifted away from the vibrator. Her arousal coated the shiny plastic. Not good enough. He wanted to see the vibrator dripping.

Her legs wobbled, her breathing more erratic. He could have drawn the night out for hours if he wanted to. The knowledge she’d never done a scene before weighed heavy on his mind. The first experience would be intense for her, but she had already shown him the ability of perseverance. He craved to see how far he could push her.

Moving forward, he’d grant her the release she sought, only because he wanted her to go a step farther. He needed the orgasm out of the way before he did so. “Move back on it now. You are allowed to close your eyes and enjoy your climax.”

Her cry escaped her, her trembling intensified as she shifted forward. She raised her hips and found the vibrator again. The second she did, she squealed, moaned, but held her body in place.

Gavin stared in complete awe. She released control, and he witnessed the pleasure rise to her face by her flushed cheeks. With her arms bound above her, she leaned forward, allowing the weight of the rope to hold her.

As he expected, her climax rose. She cried out and panted as she squirmed over top of the vibrator. Her mouth hung open as her head dropped, her body suspended, the exact reason he’d chosen to add the support of the ropes.

He allowed her to ride out her climax, enjoyed it himself. As she cried louder, her body froze, he waited by her side. Relished watching her find the release she sought.

The second her feet gave out on her, he latched onto her hips and shifted her off the vibrator. Beneath his hands her climax continued. Her body twitched and quivered in satisfaction.

A moment later, she raised her head and sighed. It amused him, though he understood. For Josie, an orgasm meant the end. He needed to teach her, show her what she’d experienced had been a tiny part of what her body
could
experience.

“Take a few breaths,” he instructed. She fought for air and the last thing he needed was her to pass out. He required her to be aware.

Her mouth hadn’t closed and her eyes were filled with pleasure. He wanted to drop his pants, grab hold of her slender frame and fuck her. His wants, though, didn’t matter. The journey was about her. His duty to show her what she would gain as a submissive and how it could add to her life and her happiness.

When her breathing settled, he dropped his hands. “Move onto the next one.” She made a tsk of disapproval. He frowned. “I have not said you can have a break. Get on it. Now.”

As she wiggled forward, she grunted in disbelief. Yet, she went, positioning herself on the vibrator with the highest speed. Pride filled him.

He held back his own groan. The second her skin connected, she screamed out and her head fell backward, before it whipped from side to side. Just delivered a climax, he knew she’d be beyond sensitive. And he also understood the sensations she felt now would not be pleasurable.

“Fuck,” she cried.

He didn’t begrudge her the right to yell out. His instructions were for her to answer him with yes and no responses to his questions. He recognized her need to roar against such intenisty. His gaze stayed on her pussy as he witnessed the hard vibrations against her skin. She cried out again. No longer sounds of pleasure, but shrieks of pain. The speed of the vibrator shocked her system as he’d intended.

Leaving her where she stood, Gavin retreated against the wall to watch his prize. With her eyes wide open, tension filled her face as she strained against the ropes which bound her. His gaze traveled to her hands where she balled them into fists.

“Oh…God….” Her voice sounded tight through gritted teeth as she fought against the pleasure forced upon her.

Gavin reached down, adjusted his cock and stroked it twice. After the scene concluded, he planned to jerk off with the image of her submission in his mind. He studied her, deciding what she needed. This thing she sought out, the missing part of her life proved her to be a natural submissive. And he set out to prove it to her.

He called out, “Step away.”

She fumbled but did obey. The earlier quivers gave way to a full out quake, her breathing so short and deep, she needed a break to gather herself. He would not let her come down from the rising climax.

“On it,” he ordered.

She placed her splendid pussy back over top of the vibrator and screamed out as her head continued to move back and forth. So close, yet she couldn’t find it.

The exact acknowledgement Gavin needed. Josie was a perfect submissive—she’d never find it on her own.

Her screams poured around him, a clear sign of complete loss of control, the sound strengthening his already hard cock. The pleasure she found was of the most brutal kind. He knew once this ended, she’d yearn to return.

Pushing off the wall, he approached her. She needed guidance. Her current state had begun to overwhelm her and he needed to intervene, or she’d break in front of him. Never his intention.

He ran his hands over her breasts and noticed they were soaked with sweat. As his touch connected, her body shook more and she sobbed. Begging for an end yet still pleading for it to continue.

He tweaked a nipple between his fingers, pinching it to shift her focus and bring her mind back to the present. “Look at me.”

She raised her head, her eyes wild with both pleasure and pain. Her screams echoed through the room.

“Breathe.”

The deep intake of breath did nothing for her agitated state. Her pretty eyes were crazed. He reached up, grabbed her chin and held her face in his firm grip.

“Breathe.”

Trying to obey, she stifled a scream. Again and again, his admiration of her solidified as he watched her gather herself. She pushed past the pain, ignored the rough sensations tormenting her, and focused on his eyes. Acceptance was all he found.

Pure submission.

As much as it pleased him, it compelled him to push her further. She’d proven her ability to handle everything he’d made her do, especially for a newbie. He hadn’t expected that. Not once had she pulled out her safeword. Telling him she could handle more.