Safe Space

The straps tightened, pulling Lola forward until her wrists and ankles were locked in place. The position bent her over perfectly….standing but unable to straighten, her body displayed just the way Dee wanted.

He stepped back for a moment, admiring the sight of her bound and straining. “Look at you… pulled forward like a gift waiting to be unwrapped.” His hand slid down her spine, pausing at the curve of her ass. “You can’t move, can you?”

Her breath came in shallow bursts. “Dee… it’s too tight.”

“That’s the point.” He gripped her hips, grinding his hard length against her from behind, letting her feel the weight of him without giving her relief. “You’re mine like this. Can’t run, can’t hide, just take it.”

When his tongue found her, she nearly buckled, but the straps held her in place. Dee devoured her from behind, licking and sucking until her cries echoed off the walls. Her legs trembled, but she couldn’t collapse. His beard sit chills through her body as it brushed against her thighs.

“Please,” she panted, “Fuck”, trying to twist away from the vibrator he pressed against her clit.

“Please what?” Dee asked, voice low, the hum of the toy vibrating through her. “You think begging gets you free? No, baby—it gets you used.”

She jerked against the straps, moaning loud as the climax tore through her. Dee stood, spreading her open and sliding into her with a deep thrust. The vibrating cock ring kept him swollen, every stroke dragging out the ache in her walls.

“Fuck, Dee….oh my God….😩”

Each time she begged, he drove harder, the straps forcing her to stay bent and open for him. His grip tangled in her locs as he fucked her until her voice broke.

“You’re not done,” he growled, pumping harder, Hennessy shot burning hot in his chest. “I’m not letting you go until I drain every drop out of you.”

I don’t rush. I let the silence do half the work. Every glance in your direction is deliberate, every second I’m not looking somehow louder than the last. You don’t know if I’m about to stop everything or make you wait again.

I finally set my phone down and meet your eyes. A smile tugs at the corner of my mouth…not cruel, just knowing.

“You’re learning something,” I whisper.

You try to answer, but the words never quite make it. All that determination from earlier has dissolved into quiet breaths and restless anticipation.

I stand, slow enough that every movement feels intentional, circling behind you before letting my fingertips barely graze your shoulder. Just enough to remind you I’m there. Just enough to make you wonder what comes next.

“Patience,” I whisper. “It’s amazing how loud anticipation can become when there’s nothing else to hold onto.”

For another moment, I do nothing at all.