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What is a duet story? The story is told twice – once from the perspective of the male sub written by Reluctant Man, and once from the perspective of the Domme written by Logan Love.

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Chapter 18 (Lily)

“Lily please, Lily I’m begging you…Please….plea—ple…p…”

Russell’s gorgeous eyes were locked on mine. Tonight, I’d spent time delicately weaving an improvised chest harness on him, and a special genital Shibari tie, once I’d relieved him of the cage. He was standing, in a mess of ropes I’d designed into a cobweb-like shape around his magnificent bed, like it had been made for that very thing.

I’d been lucky I’d fastened him so securely, because his legs were buckling from exhaustion, unable to hold himself up any longer, being fully supported by the ropes I’d encased him in. And still, I had no fucking mercy.

I watched his eyes roll back into his head, his cock starting to throb, and immediately I pulled away from him again, watching him buck and writhe and pant furiously in his trappings.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” he moaned, louder and higher pitched than ever. “Pleeeease…” He was gasping so hard for air at this point, all his words were interspersed with heaves.

“Please what, my moon?” I asked, waiting a second or two more until he’d thought he’d start to recover, immediately stroking his cock into oblivion.

Russell panted and whined in frustration, unable to do anything at all. All he had to do was tell me a safe word, and I’d checked on him multiple times already this evening.

Again, his cock twitched a little, he held his mouth open.

And again, my hand moved away.

“PLEASE,” Russell moan-growled, but still in a higher pitch, into the room. His entire body spasmed wildly, and I never thought I’d be so fucking turned on in my life by the way something looked. He was like a trapped animal, desperate for its life.

“Please…no…please…” He was whimpering so badly, and still, the second I thought he’d recovered enough, I was back at it again. There was so much more I still wanted to do to him, so many things I wanted to try…but even just this… just this sweet little bit of torture…

“Yellow… No…No—R—red,” Russell gasped, bucking again, panting hard. Immediately, I withdrew my touch from him, sitting back on the bed and watching him for a few seconds as he tried to catch his breath. Waited, until he had a bit more composure, in case he needed to be cut immediately down, or if he just needed to stop the edges.

Luckily, it had been the latter, and he confirmed it a few seconds later, once his breath came back to him. “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I—I just…that’s all I can take tonight. Please. Please.”

My hands went to his sexy, muscular thighs, rubbing them firmly, down the length of him for a minute, staring up at him and nodding. “Of course, my moon. That’s okay. We’ll stop for tonight. You were such a good boy for me, I’m very proud of you.”

For a few minutes, I rubbed up and down his body, where I could, attempting to relax him a bit and let him settle down. Once his breathing completely steadied, I took him out of his bindings, gently, helping him fall down onto his bed. He collapsed like a giant puddle, taking long deep breaths as I came to lay down beside him.

We stared at one another for a while in silence, but Russell never peeled his eyes from mine. There was a soft, serene look on his face. He wasn’t quite smiling, but he looked very content, to say the least. My fingers went to the side of his face, gently stroking his cheek, and he let out a sigh.

I drew forward toward him a little, pushing my face against his. Despite that he was more relaxed now, that he had settled from his incredibly aroused state, I hadn't been finished yet. Especially, since I’d intended on staying the night. When I’d left before, I’d gone home and took care of business on my own… but if I was going to stay the night… if I intended to sleep next to this gorgeous man… I wasn’t going to make it.

And I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

“Russell,” I whispered sweetly to him, and then kissed him gently before pulling back so he opened his eyes and the two of us stared at one another.

“Mmm…” he sighed softly, still looking kind of in a haze, but he was smiling at me now. I ran my fingers over his naked scalp, letting my nails gently dig into his skin and he shivered at the touch. He looked like he was fading again fast, understandably so, but I wasn’t about to let him get off the hook with my body as ablaze as it was.

“—Russell, I’m horny,” I whispered to him, and watched his eyes immediately snap open, like I’d said the absolute magic words to break him from the sleepy spell he’d been in.

Before I had an opportunity to elaborate, he’d rolled himself on top of me, turning back into that ravenous man he’d been at the diner that morning. I felt his cock, still hard and throbbing from my edges, against my naked leg, already dangerously close to just plunging inside of me and his fingers lacing underneath my dress, wanting to hike it up my body to likely do exactly that.

He confirmed that had absolutely been his plan, seconds later, when he nipped at my ear roughly, and then whispered all low and growly into my flesh. “Please let me fuck you, Lily…”

Despite the fact that it hadn’t been remotely what I’d intended him to do, a violent moan still escaped me and I bucked at the intensity of his body pressing into mine, knowing that if I didn’t act very swiftly, the man’s rock hard cock would plunge inside my pussy, and neither of us would be able to stop ourselves.

My hand ripped from the bed, sliding between us and wrapping tightly onto Russell’s throat. This time, it was him whose eyes went wide and let out a very surprised sound. He paused in place, still mounted over top of me, but not daring to move while I held him the way I did.

“Lay next to me again,” I said firmly, not because I was entirely opposed to him pounding the shit out of me with the cock I’d just relentlessly edged for the last hour, but because I’d fully intended for him to do something else tonight, and I didn’t want to deviate my plans. He could fuck me like a ravenous man another night. When I wanted him to fuck me like that.

“What?” Russell stared down at me, and when I felt his cock throb against the inside of my thigh, literally inches away from my dripping wet, horny as fuck pussy, my hand squeezed tighter around his throat and he gasped, eyes bugging out of his head. “Okay, okay, okay.”

He slid beside me, laying his hand across my clothed stomach, where my dress had been bunched up a little from him hiking it up my body. My bare, pantyless pussy wasn’t quite exposed, but if I moved even an inch, he’d be able to see me completely. And I fully intended on letting him—but it was going to be on my terms tonight. Not his greedy cock terms.

While my eyes landed on Russell’s, who was trying to recover from being shot down without fully understanding yet, a free hand reached down, gripping his dick roughly in my hand. He gasped when I did, and I immediately started stroking him again.

“Lily—” Russell gasped, but I didn’t stop. “Please…”

“Who’s cock is this?” I said, still stroking him, eyes and facial expression holding steady. I could already feel him throbbing again, getting close to an edge. “Who owns this cock, Russell?”

“You do,” Russell replied, in a very elongated way, just as my hand ripped away from it and he edged again. “Jesus Fucking—fuck fuck fuck…please, Lily.”

I drew in closer to him, both of us laying on our sides on the bed. The hand that had been stroking him furiously, went up to his cheek to gently stroke it. I offered him a soft, gentle smile, as I did, and he sighed. “I don’t want you to fuck me, Russell…” My voice was soft, low and sensual, taking my time with the words to him, letting him feel every single one of them. Feel how fucking horny I was right now. “I’ll let you fuck my pussy with that sexy cock soon. I promise. But…I want to put it back in the cage right now. We’re done with my cock for tonight, my moon.”

“...What? What are you—” Russell started, and I placed a finger to his lips. He was too in a haze to attempt to suck it into his mouth like he’d done prior, just staring at me wide-eyed, waiting for me to tell him what the fuck was happening.

My body inched closer, so we were nearly on top of one another, and then I continued on, in the same sultry tone that I knew was killing him, given the state of his arousal. “I’m going to lock up my sexy cock back in his prison…” I smirked a little, using his phrasing, and then finished my thought. Finally cluing him in on my intentions for him. “And then you’re going to lick me.”

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Chapter 18 (Russell)

“Lily please, Lily I’m begging you…Please….plea—ple…p…”

My eyes were locked on hers. She had spent quite a bit of time wrapping that soft rope around me tonight, especially around my chest and even some lengths that had gone around my genitals after she had taken the cage off. I was in a standing position, feeling like I was trapped in a spider’s web, and unable to move a muscle.

The intricate Shibari on its own had sent me into what I was now recognizing as subspace, and it had taken quite some time for her to get it all set. It was such an intimate experience as she wrapped layer upon layer of soft rope around me and felt myself grow more and more helpless. My cock was fully hard long before she had tied the last knot.

My legs were giving out, unable to function any longer to hold me up from exhaustion, but all the rope supported me in place comfortably and securely. And Lily had shown me no mercy with the edging tonight. I approached another edge, I had long since lost count of how many there had been, and I felt like I was about to pass out as my cock painfully throbbed about to have the most incredible orgasm of my life.

And once again, Lily knew just when to withdraw her hand and stop her stroking leaving me writhing in the bondage, my hips trying to move of their own accord seeking the suddenly absent stimulation.

“Fuuuuuuuuuck,” I heard myself moan in a higher pitched and louder voice than ever. “Pleeeease…” I begged, panting heavily and gasping for more air. My chest was heaving.

“Please what, my moon?” I heard her say with such pleasure in her voice as I started to get better control over my breathing. But before I could answer, her hand had returned, stroking me again and robbing me of any ability to speak. Sounds of my whines and moans filled the room once again and I felt like my cock was going to burst with its need.

Lily had checked in on me several times, asking for a color, and I had answered ‘green’ every time, never thinking that edging by itself would be something that would cause me to use a safe word. It didn’t harm me in any way and I had thought I could just take it for as long as she wanted, but I was beginning to doubt that now.

Surely she would want to stop at some point? I had pushed myself and she had pushed me and it seemed never ending. It was absolutely torturous.

And exquisite.

Lily knew exactly what to look for every time and even as I approached the edge again so very quickly, I knew that she would take her hand away just in time. That had been another reason I had endured, hoping that she would take pity on me and just let me cum.

Again, her hand moved away and all stimulation stopped.

“PLEASE,” I moaned with some desperate growl in it, still higher pitched than my natural voice as my entire body shook with its need for release. She was merciless.

“Please…no…please…” I whimpered, sounding pathetic to my own ears and beyond caring. I could feel myself breaking and shattering. My hard and throbbing cock in a lot of pain now. I couldn’t… I wanted to endure for her…but… I just…

I felt her hand return and my cock immediately filled with pain as it throbbed to meet the stimulation. I looked into her eyes then, saw how they sparkled with pleasure at my torment, and knew this wouldn’t end any time soon. I wouldn’t be granted reprieve or orgasm. I had no way out except…

“Yellow… No…No—R—red.”

My hips buckled again while I panted hard. Her hand immediately moved away as she sat back on the bed. I felt relief that the stimulation had stopped. I never knew that it could cause such painful aching, but I also felt guilty for using the safe word. I should have been able to endure for her. I was a little ashamed of myself as I hung limply, simply trying to breathe for a few minutes.

My breath eventually came back and even now my cock wanted her touch again. Desperate for it. It was such a mind fuck to both desperately want more and to not be able to take it any longer and needing it to stop. I just couldn’t take any more. I felt bad, but I also hoped that I had endured it for long enough to please her. Finally, I said, “I’m sorry…I’m sorry…I—I just…that’s all I can take tonight. Please. Please.”

Her hands went to my thought, rubbing them firmly, and my cock throbbed again in response. I had the irrational thought that she was going to keep going no matter what I said, and the thought aroused me even more. She was smiling and looking up at me and I had never seen a more beautiful woman. Her power over me was so intoxicating. “Of course, my moon. That’s okay. We’ll stop for tonight. You were such a good boy for me, I’m very proud of you.”

I slumped in relief as she continued to rub my bound body. I’d never known that it was possible to be this aroused and I knew it wouldn’t go away any time soon. My eyes were half lidded and my brain was foggy, but I felt such contentment in my state. I felt like I was high.

As she rubbed my muscles, I had no idea how I had compared to other men she might have done this to, nor how much time had really passed. I wasn’t used to this, so I expected it was probably a shorter time before I broke than most men who knew they were submissive. Sometimes it was hard to compete with an unknown past.

Her hands felt wonderful though and I slowly got control of my breathing and entered a more relaxed state. She started to remove the rope from me knot by knot and I concentrated on making sure that my legs were going to work to support my weight fully once again. As the tension gave way though, I felt my knees buckling, and Lily was there to help me gently collapse onto the bed. I felt like my muscles had all turned to water.

Lily then lay down beside me and we looked at one another for a while in silence, but I couldn’t stop looking. In a very short time, this woman had completely seduced me and taken power from me, and had started to show me that there was in fact another path to happiness that I had been missing. I already felt more for this woman than I had for any other, as ridiculous as that seemed with so short a time together. I was so content for her to wield her power over me. I had never felt more free than in my surrender to her.

Her fingers went to the side of my face and gently caressed my cheek, something she had done several times now, and I sighed with happiness. Never had I experienced such mercilessness and tenderness from the same person, and it was intoxicating. She moved in closer to me and my eyes drank in the sight of her.

“Russell,” she whispered, her voice sounding so sweet, and then kissed me gently as I closed my eyes. It was one of those sweet tender kisses that I had never done much of either, but I felt my heart swell from it. She pulled back and I opened my eyes to look at her again.

“Mmm…” I sighed, my voice returning to its normal low pitch. I almost felt lost in that haze of submission to her and I smiled. She ran her fingers over my scalp, her nails very lightly scratching my skin. It felt so nice that I shivered in pleasure. Women never touched me in the ways that Lily did. I closed my eyes and felt like I could fall asleep like this.

“—Russell, I’m horny,”I heard her whisper and my eyes immediately snapped open. I was instantly awake again and fucking raring to go.

Those were words I recognized. They had been said to me many times before and I knew what they meant, and I was so excited by them and knowing what she wanted.

I immediately rolled on top of her, almost growling with my desire as I prepared to fuck her hard. I would probably only last about eight seconds, but it was what she wanted, and I was happy to fucking give it to her. I almost felt like I had earned it. My hard and throbbing cock was against her leg, inches away from plunging inside of her, as I fumbled with the hem of her dress to hike it up and out of my way.

Still, despite her obvious desire to be railed, she was my dominant and I felt like I should ask for permission first. I nipped at her earlobe and whispered in a growl, “Please let me fuck you, Lily…”

She immediately moaned with her desire to be filled by my cock, her hips bucking against me. I felt like that was all the permission I needed. My leaking desperate cock moved closer and the blood rushing through me had me in an even deeper haze of lust.

I was taken completely by surprise when her hand was suddenly around my throat. It wasn’t something I’d ever felt before from anyone, and she wasn’t exactly gentle with it. I immediately felt my airways restricted. My eyes went wide and I let out a choked sound of surprise and froze, my cock poised to take its prize. I could have easily removed her hand and taken her, but the thought never occurred to me.

“Lay next to me again,” she said, uncompromising command in her tone. It confused the fuck out of me.

“What?” I said in disbelief as I looked down at her. My cock throbbed again, ready to split her apart, and her hand squeezed my throat tighter in warning. I could feel my face turning red with the restriction. I tried to gasp with the shock of it and I knew she was dead serious. “Okay, okay, okay.”

I reluctantly slid down beside her once again, my hand on her stomach over her folds of her dress that had been bunched up from my attempts to get it out of the way. Her pussy wasn’t exposed though, the hem still just barely covering it.

I was confused, even a little hurt. Why would she say that and then refuse me? Was this some new kind of torture? If so, it felt cruel. Her hand reached down and grabbed my still hard dick roughly. I gasped, not expecting it, as she started to stroke me again. I almost felt like I wanted to cry in frustration.

“Lily—” I gasped, but she didn’t stop. “Please…”

“Who’s cock is this?” she said, unrelenting in her stroking with her gaze firmly on me, locking my eyes onto hers. I could feel the edge coming rapidly. “Who owns this cock, Russell?”

“You do,” I said, filled with desperation, but devotion to her. I was still confused even as I approached yet another edge and her hand abruptly abandoned my cock once again. “Jesus Fucking—fuck fuck fuck…please, Lily.”

She drew in closer to me, both of us lying on our sides, and her hand reached for my cheek stroking it tenderly. She gave me a soft and warm smile, like it was meant only for me, and I sighed seeing it. I was so off-balance.

“I don’t want you to fuck me, Russell…” she said in a soft, sensual voice that on its own kept my cock throbbing. “I’ll let you fuck my pussy with that sexy cock soon. I promise. But…I want to put it back in the cage right now. We’re done with my cock for tonight, my moon.”

“...What? What are you—” I said in abject confusion. I had gone from being about to fuck her into oblivion, to facing the cage in a matter of moments. She placed a finger to my lips and this time I didn’t suck it into my mouth. I was too confused trying to figure out what she wanted. I remained silent, hoping she would make things clear for me. In the end, I just wanted to make her happy.

She inched even closer, our bodies now pressed against one another and I wanted to whimper. “I’m going to lock up my sexy cock back in his prison…” she said in that same low sultry tone that was killing me and then smirked at using that phrasing. “And then you’re going to lick me.”

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