She applied herself even more to using her lips and tongue to stimulate me even as she raised her arms so that she was reaching straight up. I tossed the belts onto the bed, then draped one tie over my shoulder before tying the other around one of her wrists – taking my time, so as to try and make her arms and shoulders tired. Then her other wrist got the same treatment with the other tie; by the time I finished – both of her wrists were tied tightly enough that I could see grimaces of pleasure on her face as she slowly slid her lips up and down the length of my stiffening cock – her shoulders and arms were tired enough that her arms were slowly wavering in the air. Perfect.
Pulling my semi-erect cock out of her mouth, I slapped her again before telling her "Useless bitch. Get over on the bed, Slave. It's time you learned who's boss here!"
She quickly scampered over to the bed, and as she started to get on it, I told her "I know how stupid you are, so make sure you lay on your back." Then, after she'd done as I said, I said "Dumbass cunt! Move up! Toward the head of the bed!" as I started moving toward the bed myself, doing my very best to all but radiate Threat and Menace – and seeing the look of eager anticipation on her face.
When I got close enough, I told her "Give me your arm, whore", and when she raised the arm that was closest to me, reached down and painfully twisted the nipple of the breast that was farthest from me before saying "That arm, stupid!"
She gasped at the pain – but I also saw a shiver of pleasure and perhaps even arousal go through her before she offered me the other arm. Taking hold of the tie, I stretched her arm toward the headboard before demanding the other arm, and stretching it out, too – it being obvious that I could have done either arm first, but that I was deliberately making things difficult for her.
The design of the headboard on my bed made it possible for me to tie the ends of the two ties together, fully stretching her arms over her head. Then it was time to move toward the foot of the bed.
I didn't bother 'asking' for one of her legs; I just roughly grabbed her ankle and forcefully pulled her down the bed so that her arms were stretched well past the point of comfort. I slid the end of one of the belts through the buckle, and put the resulting loop around her ankle; then I knelt down and secured the end around one of the legs of the bed. Around the foot of the bed, and I did the same to the other leg, leaving her painfully stretched out, legs spread, and subject to anything I wanted to do to her.
As I moved toward the head of the bed, I gently ran my fingertips along the inside of her leg until it reached the juncture of her thighs – where I took several of her pubic hairs between finger and thumb and pulled them hard enough to make her gasp. I also saw her vaginal lips darken slightly, and knew that she'd felt arousal along with the pain.
Moving a little farther, I was near her head as I reached down to toy with one of her erect nipples as I told her "Okay, bitch. You didn't move fast enough when I told you to do things. You had my cock right there in your mouth, and didn't get me hard enough. Since you couldn't satisfy me, now I'm just going to have to satisfy myself. Except that I'm going use you to do it, so that your dumb ass can at least start to get some idea of what the hell it is you're supposed to do if you want to please me" – and giving her nipple a savage twist when I was done.
With that, I moved onto the bed, then on to straddle her chest, so that my penis was dangling in her face, before telling her "Now, suck it, whore!"
Her arousal was such that she didn't hesitate to open her lips and lift her head to take the end of my cock in her mouth. In just a couple of seconds she was enthusiastically apply a combination of suction, her very talented tongue, and her lips to massage it to a steadily increasing erectness. As I got harder and harder, I leaned forward slightly and started moving my hips – essentially fucking her mouth. Reaching down, I took a handfull of her hair and wrapped it around my fist, pulling it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes before telling her "Come on, cunt! You can do better than that!", which motivated her to redouble her efforts.
It wasn't long before I was slowly sliding my fully erect penis in and out of her mouth as she continued to stimulate me with her lips and tongue. When I was sure that I wasn't going to lose my erection any time soon, I slid myself out of the suction she was applying to me and gave her hair another solid pull before telling her "That's a little better, slut, but you still need to learn" as a couple tears of pain escaped to roll down her face.
Scooting back until I was straddling her waist, I reached out and 'played' with her breasts: squeezing them hard enough to make her grimace with the pain; and pinching and pulling and twisting her nipples hard enough to bring tears to her eyes – all while calling her any number of demeaning and profane names, and all between brief periods of treating her as gently as I normally would have. The contrast between the two only seemed to make her enjoy what I was doing all the more. After a while, I decided to move on to something else; getting off of her, I slowly moved to lie between her legs, pausing every so often to give her a little caress – or painful pinch – as the mood struck.
When I again had the all-but-hairless center of her womanhood in front of me, I deliberately went about trying to get her as aroused and frustrated as I could. I repeatedly used my lips and tongue on her labia and vaginal opening to bring her to the edge of an orgasm, only to abruptly stop, leaving her whimpering and moaning as she wriggled her hips in an effort to find some way of relieving the torment of being almost 'there'. Then, when she'd fallen back a bit, I'd start in on her again: slipping a finger into her and slowly fucking her with it, or curling my finger inside her to stimulate what was being called the "Grafenberg" or "G" spot, or gently stroking and teasing her erect clitoris. The biggest problem (if it can be called that) I ran into was that with each cycle of that, it was taking her longer to come down from her near-peak, and less time to approach it again.
I decided that the solution was to stop stimulating her quite so directly; remembering something I'd done to another woman, and gotten good results with, I opted to kiss my way down one of her legs. When I got to her foot, I started things off by giving it a thorough massage. Following that, I went on to begin kissing it: each of her toes, the arch, the sole, and so on. Only after I'd kissed every square inch of surface at least once did I move on to softly licking her ankle – which drew a deep moan of arousal from her as she vainly tried to move her foot and ankle away from my attentions. Then it was on to licking her foot in small swathes, until I'd worked my way to her toes; with her toes, I not only licked between them, but took each one of them into my mouth and softly sucked on it as I teased it with the tip of my tongue. I finished with her big toe in my mouth, and by the time I finished with it, she was nearly insane with desire: between pants and moans and groans, she was literally begging me to do something – anything! – that would let her reach a climax.
By that time, I was ready to take some more direct pleasure with her, and moved back between her legs again.
Kneeling between her legs, I looked her over and saw that she had a definite blush of arousal – one that extended all the way down her chest, to include her breasts. Farther down her body, her labia were fully extended, dark with her excitement, and well-separated; her opening was glistening with her oils, which she'd produced in such quantities that they'd actually run down the crack of her ass to form a not-so-small puddle on the bedding.
Leaning forward, I levered my erection down so that the head was between her warm (even hot!) vaginal lips. She tried to arch her back to increase the contact, or even get me inside her, but I moved to deny her. She closed her eyes and released a deep groan of frustration, then opened her eyes again when she felt me wedge myself against her opening. With the head of my cock pressing against her hot, wet opening, I used my hand to again take hold of a small patch of her pubic hair – and as I pulled on it hard enough to bring tears to her eyes, I arched my hips. Between the pain of having me pulling her pubic hair, and having me filling her with my manhood in a single hard thrust, that was all she seemed to need to trigger her into an orgasm.