Chapter 21 Beautiful Pain Of Surrender
Iva’s P.O.V.
“Stand up,” Will commands in his deep, sexy voice, and like every time, it sends shivers down my spine and turns me on.
He steps back, giving me space. I’m breathing heavily, but still, I get to my feet. My eyes lock on his, those wild, dangerous eyes that make my heart pound with desire.
Without warning, he lifts me effortlessly onto his shoulder, like I weigh nothing. My body shivers, and I can’t wait to see what he has stored for me tonight.
‘Tonight, I’m going to test your limit.’ His words echo in my mind like a tape.
He throws me onto the sofa and orders darkly, “Sit.”
As I obey instantly, the sharp sound of my heels hits the floor echoes through the silent room, making the moment burn with heat between us.
After leaning down and kissing me hard, he steps toward a drawer and pulls out the ropes. I know exactly what’s coming next. He’s going to tie me up in a different position tonight, like he does in every session, which arouses me even more.
Fuck. Just imagining it makes me wet.
He stands in front of me, eyes smouldering. Slowly, he ties my wrists to the arms of the single-seater sofa, then binds my legs to its legs, spreading them wide. My breathing grows heavier, and I’m getting wetter.
I am completely at his mercy, like always. I fucking love the way he takes control of me and fulfils every single one of my fantasies in the best possible way.
Then it begins.
He kneels in front of me with a vibrator wand in his hand, his eyes scanning every inch of my tied-up body like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever owned.
Without a word, he presses it directly against my clit. I gasp, my body jolting with the sudden pressure. He knows exactly what he’s doing, exactly how to break me apart in the most delicious way.
My hips try to lift, but the ropes keep me in place. While the vibrator buzzes against my most sensitive spot, his fingers slide inside me, two at first, curling perfectly, hitting that exact spot only he seems to know.
I tug against the ropes and my moans echo through the room. “Will.”
“No.” He pulls off the vibrator and his fingers. “Who am I?” He snaps and gives three spanks on my pussy, making me scream.
God! When he gets angry like this. It… I don’t have words. It’s fucking so arousing.
“Address me properly, bitch.” His another hard smack pulls me out of my thoughts.
I immediately respond, “M–Master.”
“That’s better.”
He begins again, pushing his fingers deeper. Faster. The dual stimulation is too much. I shatter and my orgasm rips through me with intensity that makes my vision blur.
But he doesn’t stop.
He slows down only for a second… just enough to tease me again. Then another orgasm hits, stronger, more overwhelming.
He finally pulls back, and I pant, closing my eyes, thinking he’s giving me a break. But then I hear it, a mechanical click.
My eyes open instantly.
And I freeze.
He’s holding… something I’ve only ever read about in one of the erotic books and never imagined I’d be living that exact scene, right here, right now.
It’s an electric dildo. Completely a replica of a real dick.
My heartbeat accelerates. Will is making me experience the things beyond my wildest imagination. Fuck!
“You’re really going to use that on me?” I ask, still panting, my thighs quivering from the last two orgasms.
He looks at me with that teasing glint and leans closer. “Do you want me to use it? You know I’ll never do anything you don’t like.”
That makes me smile, despite how ruined I feel.
There he is. My caring man beneath the dominant exterior. Always ready to check in. Always making me feel safe.
That’s why I love him. Yes, I do. From the beginning.
“How will I know whether I like it or not if I never try it, Master?” I wink at him.
His grin. “Oh, Professor… you’re amazing. Never afraid to try something new. Completely my type.”
He tosses the device onto the table for a second, just to grab my face and kiss me with such intense hunger. I want to hold him too, but my hands are tied tight. The ache to touch him makes me whimper.
He picks up the toy again and flicks the switch. The soft humming turns into a steady buzz.
“Oh my God.” My eyes widen, because the toy isn’t just vibrating. It is moving like a real cock, and the speed is so high that my pussy is vibrating just by seeing it.
Fuck! I can’t even imagine what will happen to me when this device is buried deep inside me.
“Still want it?” He asks, raising a brow.
“Hell yes.”
He smirks. “My dirty professor.”
He switches the vibration off again and teases me, rubbing the cool silicone gently against my soaked entrance, spreading my cum, before slowly pushing it inside. The stretch, the sensation, it’s new, and oh, it’s intense.
Then… he turns it back on.
The movement starts low. He watches every reaction, eyes fixed on me like I’m his favourite show. As he turns its speed to maximum, my thighs tremble with the speed of thrust and vibration.
My back arches against the ropes and I cry out, “Master!“
A satisfied smile spreads across his face, seeing the dildo moving inside my pussy at a crazy pace.
My entire body starts to shake. My legs are tied wide open, and my arms are pulled tight, so I can’t move. I can only take everything he gives me.
“Do you want to use the word?” He asks in a soft tone, brushing hair off my sweaty face.
I shake my head rapidly, too far gone to form words.
“Then take more.” He presses the vibrator back against my clit while the toy inside me is still pumping me at full speed.
“Oh… God. Oh God… Fuck…” I scream like a mad woman.
It’s too much. Too good. My body convulses with another orgasm. Then another. I lose count.
The world fades.
All I know is pleasure.
Him.
And the beautiful pain of surrender.
But I wonder, will he stop, or will he only stop after making me use the safe word tonight for the first time?
And can I take more?
I even want to know what my limit is tonight and how much pleasure I can really take.
This session is blowing my mind like never before. I know I always say that, but somehow, he makes each session even more intense than the last.