"Are you sure, baby?"

I watched as he nodded, a grin on his lips. "Of course, honey, you know how much I fantasize about this stuff."

I sighed as I locked his wrists into the handcuffs he had bought, securing each arm to either bedpost. My husband had finally convinced me to give this fetish of his a try. Femdom. I knew how much he loved the idea of it, and I had finally decided to indulge him, although I had warned him that I was just giving it a try for his sake. I definitely couldn't act like those girls I've seen in the pornos, shouting insults and cracking whips. So we decided to start at level one. Simple bondage play.

"Mmmm.. you look absolutely gorgeous tonight, honey."

"Aren't you supposed to call me like, goddess, or mistress, or something?"

"Do you want me to?" He teased, knowing how much I found even the smallest bits of dirty talk really embarrassing.

"Oh, stop it, baby." I couldn't help but admire his body as he sat chained up to the bedpost, his naked body on full display. Even after being married for six months, I couldn't help but swoon at the sight. He was six feet tall, towering over my 5'3 frame whenever we stood together, his body well-defined to the point that I could see the contours of his abs as his chest rose and fell with each breath. And just below them... his cock, already hard, standing at attention, seven inches in length and straight as an arrow, it was thick enough that I struggled to get my hand around its shaft.

I couldn't hold myself back any longer, gathering up my long brown hair in one hand as the other unlocked the clasp on my bra, quickly shaking the straps off of my shoulders as I let it fall to the floor, my chest spilling free, followed quickly by my panties that I kicked to the side.

I giggled as I saw his cock twitch, pressing a knee up onto the mattress and pushing myself up, sitting on my knees between his legs. "Ughh, now I really regret this-" He flexed his wrists out, pulling against the cuffs, but to no avail. "I should've gotten a good squeeze beforehand." He finished, his eyes eating up my exposed boobs as I climbed on top of him, feeling his shaft graze against my lower lips as I placed a hand against his cheek.

"Well, that'll have to wait, baby~" I smiled, pecking my lips against his once as my hand started to travel down to his chin, along his neck, slowly creeping up his broad shoulder, my thumb caressing the definition of his bicep, helpless before me. I didn't even know if I wanted to admit it to myself yet, but I was quite enjoying this.

Every little twitch and pull against my touch, each shiver as I took my time was delicious. Each time I looked up, I could see him begging with his eyes, aching for more. But I didn't relent, even if I wanted to just as bad, to straddle his needy cock and ride him until the morning, I had to hold out, to make sure he enjoyed every tantalizing second.

I pulled back, dropping back once more to my knees, lowering myself to his cock, throbbing and angry, one little drip of precum pooling at its tip. I tucked my hair behind my ear as I met his gaze, smiling as he bit his lip, his eyes trained on mine as I leaned forward, 3 inches, two inches, one... I pursed my lips, and ever so gently blew cool air against its head.

"MMnnnhhgg" His focus broke, his head falling back against the headboard, his arms visibly shaking in their restraints. In all our time together, we had never done something like this, not even close. And I found comfort in the fact that although I was a bit nervous, he was struggling just as much.

"Beg."

He was just as shocked as I was. His eyes widening as he heard me, registered it, then tried to figure out if he had heard me correctly.

I felt my cheeks starting to burn with embarrassment, opening my mouth to apologize, to say that I was kidding-

"Oh.. please, mistress.. please, lick my cock. I'm aching for you~" And he was. I watched as precum spilled down his shaft, his cock twitching in response to a single word uttered from my lips. It was exhilarating, feeling a surge of confidence flow through me as I saw it, heat growing between my legs.

I finally closed that one last inch gap, pressing my tongue to the base of his shaft, licking up slowly, as slowly as I possibly could, licking up every last drop of precum, letting my tongue tickle his frenulum as it flicked up to the mushroom tip.

I watched as he shuddered, his body trembling from just a single lick, more and more precum starting to leak from the tip of his cock. I marveled at the sight, becoming drunk off the power that I wielded simply by giving and withholding the smallest amounts of pleasure.

Carefully, I pressed my lips against the head of his cock before gradually taking it into my mouth and throat, pushing down its length all the way to the base.

But I didn't lick, suck, or bob my head, just felt his shaft throb inside my throat, until he couldn't take it anymore, frantically thrusting his hips up and down as he groaned from the pleasure as his cock penetrated my lips over and over in just a matter of seconds. As fast as I could recover, I pulled myself off of his cock, pressing my hands down against his bucking thighs as I turned my attention back up to him with a smile.

"Hey! You said we wouldn't need to bind your legs!" I teased, even as a cute little whimper, the likes of which I've never even dreamed of hearing, escaped his lips.

"I- Well, I didn't expect you to be so good at this, honey." He replied, trying to rub his thigh against his aching member, twisting his hips to hump its side against the bed. "I mean, I love it, you're doing a great job... I just didn't think it would be so hard to resist."

I clicked my tongue, sliding off the side of the bed to retrieve the other set of cuffs from his drawer, twirling them around my fingers as I returned to chain him down. "I could say the same-" I giggled, teasing my finger along his calf after I finished restraining it, pulling him down so that he was now on his back, his limbs spread to each corner of the bed. "Maybe I should punish you... no orgasm tonight?" I asked, my heart fluttering in my chest as I watched his face change into one of fear and distraught.

"Oh, you devilish woman... what happened to my sweet pea who just wanted to be spooned and cuddle-fucked all night?"

I blushed as I climbed back onto the bed. "Hey there mister. Are you sure you want to be provoking me right now?" I asked as I straddled his hips, rubbing my slit against his wet length, teasing it with my folds. I laughed as he squeezed his eyes shut, deep in concentration as if the visual stimulation of my nude body on top of his would cut out any of the sensations he could feel in his cock

"Mmmmnnghh... please, mistress, please, I'm sorry, please ride my cock with your wonderful, tight, delicious pussy~" He managed through a clenched jaw.

"I'd say sucking up gets you nowhere, but I'd be lying-" I teased, as I rode my hips up all seven inches of his length, pausing for a slight moment before finally lowering myself down one inch at a time, one second, one inch, over and over, until the entire thing was sheathed inside of me.

God I loved the feel of it, how it filled me up so well, pushing so deep and full inside of me. It was something I'd experienced a hundred times by now, but this time... it wasn't just foreplay, getting wet and slicking his cock with saliva, or my own sexual desires, but the power I had over it, as if I wasn't doing this act to feel pleasure, but to bestow it upon him instead. I shivered, feeling a tingle crawl up my spine as I leaned forward, pressed my hands against his chest, and started to ride his cock.

I watched as his head fell back against the pillow, his eyes squeezed shut as his cock pressed in and out so slowly, but so tight in my pussy that each rhythmic undulation was overwhelming him with pleasure.

"Nuh uh uhh~" I stopped riding as he started to buck his hips up into me, desperate to go faster. "It's my pace, baby, not yours~" He bit his lip, taking a deep breath before nodding. "Sorry." He said, his voice sincere as he opened his again. I watched as they met my gaze, flicking down to my naked body before rising right back up as if it never happened. I felt his cock twitch inside me, and I blushed. Not a very dominatrix-like reaction. I almost laughed out loud as the thought crossed my mind. As if I could ever really be anything like that.

I sighed, rolling my eyes, dropping down flat onto his chest, delivering a single soft kiss to his lips before I started to move once more. I could feel how close he was; after being together for so long, I knew just how much I needed to send him over the edge. Or keep him on it. I placed a hand on his cheek, gently caressing it with the tips of my fingers as I pressed my lips to his once more. And as I did so, I picked up the pace, my ass audibly smacking against his hips as I rode him, driving him closer and closer to orgasm.

I knew he was there. His cock tensing and pulsing inside me, pressing tight against every inner wall over and over again, but I didn't let him cum. Just kept my lips pressed to his, silencing his protests and begging with my tongue as it invaded his mouth.

My movements were slow and sensual, taking my time to enjoy the position, knowing he couldn't do anything about it. I could feel his lips quivering as my tongue met his, slowly tasting his even as he tried to speak.

Smack.

Smack.

Smack.

My ass clapping against his hips relentlessly, taking his entire length in and out each time, so slowly that I could count the inches as they penetrated me. One two three four five six seven. Smack. Seven six five four three two one. Over and over again. I grinned against his lips, finally retreating from his mouth as I let him breathe, pressing my hands against his chest as I pushed myself up. "Fuck! Baby.. please! I need to cum!" His voice was breathy, yet needy, almost whining, something I'd never heard him do before. I felt a rush from it. It was amazing how easy men were to control just with something like this over a couple of minutes.

I pressed my finger against his lips, shaking my head. "Not yet, baby.. I'm enjoying myself." I replied. I had turned his cock into a dildo, using it exclusively for my pleasure, going at just the pace I wanted without a care for his pleasure at all. And I delighted in it.

I watched as his fists turned a pale white, clenched tight as he tried to focus. I could feel his thighs clenching and unclenching beneath me over and over again. He was breathing heavy, full, deep breaths over and over as the constant torment continued.

And then he broke. He groaned, his eyes rolling up into his head as he furiously started to buck his hips up into me.

He came almost immediately. No more than two or three thrusts before he careened over the edge. But I had expected it. And so even as he did, I stood up. I watched as he shook and trembled, thick, white ropes shooting into nothing but air before splashing down harmlessly on his own stomach. I smirked as his eyes met mine, something akin to horror in his gaze as he realized what I'd done. He hadn't even stopped thrusting, even as the spurts turned to dribbles, his desperate need for a happy ending wouldn't let him stop for almost ten seconds after, until he finally collapsed.

"That's your own fault, sweetheart." I said gleefully, hopping down off the bed. He gritted his teeth, but nodded. "Fuck.. you are... way- too good at that.. sorry..." He took a deep breath, unclenching his hands as he turned to look at me. "That was... amazing, dear... thank you."

"Of course, baby~" I lazily dragged a finger through the puddle of cum pooling around the base of his cock, up towards his belly button.

His eyes met mine, and his cheeks colored in a way I had never thought possible. "Could we.. do that again sometime?"

"Sure... except bad boys need to be punished first, right?" I asked, bringing my finger up now, showing him the dripping cum I had lathered it in. There was a small look of confusion before his face turned from red to starch white. "Open wide~" I teased, before slipping it into his mouth.