Snap pt3

At once, Alex rips the tie from my eyes whilst simultaneously plunging into me. I am immobile, tied to the cross, and utterly at Alex's mercy as he grabs my arse cheeks and slams into me over and over, all the while his eyes never leaving mine. I can feel my climax building and somehow I know that this is going to be epic. Every nerve in my body seems to be electrified, but it is not until Alex brings his hand down between our bodies and starts rubbing my clit furiously that I explode. I fling my head back and scream out my orgasm as I detonate, my body going supernova under Alex's incessant attention. A hand grips my chin and forces me face-to-face with Alex. "Open your eyes, Olivia," Alex commands, and I force them open. With a loud growl, Alex comes, his hot seed spilling into me, setting off a chain of orgasms that leave me weak and breathless. The plug in my arse is still vibrating and I just can't take anymore.

"Please, Alex, the plug, too much. Can't take anymore," I gasp out. Instantly the sensation stops and I feel Alex gently tugging it out of me as he kisses me softly. Our bodies are slick with perspiration and I know the only things holding me up at this point are the restraints and my heels, which feel as if they have been ground into the floor.

"Let me get you down, Liv," Alex murmurs as he quickly releases me. Scooping me up, he gently walks me across to the platform and lays me down on the plush throw. Quietly, he rubs my wrists, ankles and feet before cleaning me up with a warm cloth. "That was fucking amazing, Liv," I hear Alex whisper as I try to keep my eyes open. I feel Alex kiss my hair and then I am in his arms again, a blanket wrapped around my body as we head upstairs. I wind my arms around Alex's neck and nestle my head into the crook, completely sated.

It is still dark when I wake, feeling uncomfortable and restrained. The glow of the digital clock tells me it is only 1:00 a.m., so I move silently past a sleeping Alex to go to the bathroom. I close the door before flicking on the light, pausing to stare at myself in the mirror. My hair is dishevelled and my lips are swollen from Alex's kisses. I am still in my underwear, so I quickly slip off my stockings and remove my bra and garter.

I stare at my body, which is left with the imprint of the elastics cross-hatching across my skin. My skin is still slightly pink where Alex snapped the elastics and I can see a couple of tiny bruises forming. But there is nothing to mar the ecstasy I felt when I was bound and completely at Alex's mercy. My submission is absolute and I know there is nothing that I wouldn't allow him to do to me. Alex owns me, heart, body and soul.

A small noise startles me and I whip my head around to find Alex leaning against the door frame nonchalantly, his arms crossed as he studies me with a soft smile. "Hey," I say. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you."

Alex strides across the room and comes to stand behind me in front of the mirror. "You are so beautiful, Liv," Alex murmurs into my ear as he runs his hands lightly up my arms. Embarrassed, I duck my head to avoid Alex's eyes, but he gently forces my head back up so that I am looking at myself in the mirror. "I will never, ever lie to you, Liv. So you need to believe me when I tell you that I think you are the most beautiful person I have ever met." I am quiet as I try to absorb Alex's words. "You are kind, generous and thoughtful. And your total submission is the most precious gift I have ever received. So yes, to me, you are the most beautiful person I have ever met."

I have no words to respond, so I just smile back at Alex's reflection, a soft expression I have never seen before on my face. "These are very sexy," Alex murmurs, running his deft fingers across the lines covering my breasts, causing me to giggle as he finds a couple of my ticklish spots.

"I need a shower," I say. "Want to join me?"

With a nod, Alex leads me into the shower and spends a couple of moments adjusting the water jets until hot water is pouring over both our bodies. Reaching up onto my tiptoes, I wrap my arms around Alex's neck and pull his lips down onto mine. It feels like we kiss for hours, the steam swirling around us, but before long Alex gently untangles us and grabs my shower gel. Rubbing it between his palms until it has formed a frothy lather, he proceeds to run his hands across my body. When he reaches my shoulders, though, he starts to massage my aching shoulder muscles and I find myself groaning at the sweet pain as he works out the kinks and knots that have developed. When at last I am putty in his hands, he rinses us both down before stepping out of the cubicle and grabbing two warm, fluffy towels off the radiator. He wraps one around my shoulders before securing the other around his waist.

We have barely said a word to each other, but it is as if we are speaking a language of our own through touch, looks and sighs. Wrapping his arms around me, Alex pulls me into his embrace. I let out a soft sigh and rest my head on his chest, my arms bound to my sides under the towel. I am dead on my feet and can feel my body swaying slightly as the exhaustion settles over me. A second later, Alex scoops me up and walks me through to the bedroom before laying me down on the bed. With exquisite tenderness, he dries my body before pulling up the duvet over our spent bodies. Within moments, I am fast asleep.