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  Nathan's restraint was wavering, and his cock was urging him to fill her body.

  He needed the release that his cock was begging for.

  His belt unfastened and his pants slid to the floor.

  Nathan wanted to reward her good behavior by removing the sash from her eyes.

  He wanted her to see what she had done to him.

  "Look at what you do to me," Nathan ran a hand down his cock after pulling the sash away and discarding it to the floor.

  He stroked his hardness slowly, letting his fingers glide over the veins and girth of his thickness.

  Nathan wanted her to ache for him as much as he was aching for her right now.

  Hannah bit her bottom lip, watching him as she mentally damned the ropes that kept her from reaching out and touching him.

  Being restrained to the bed and his control, she wanted to run her hands down his tight abs and let her fingers glide over the little 'V' of his hip bones right above his hard cock that pulsed with each beat of his heart.

  But she could only look at him and his throbbing erection and take what he would allow her to have.

  What he gave her.

  Her fingers ached to wrap around his shaft and bring his wide bell tip to her lips where she could run her tongue over it and pull more of him into the heat of her mouth.

  Nathan watched as her teeth caught her lip again in desire.

  "Do you want to suck my cock?" He asked her.

  "I do," Hannah nodded.

  She wanted his cock in her mouth.

  She needed to run her tongue over the sensitive head and work her way down his shaft until she reached his balls.

  "Ask me," he sounded like he was issuing a dare.

  "Please, can I suck your cock?" her tongue running over that thick, trapped bottom lip as she willed him to bring it to her.

  Nathan moved up to her, placing his hardened erection near her mouth and waited for her to open and accept him.

  Hannah obliged and parted her lips, taking him deep into her mouth.

  She ran her tongue over his shaft, bringing a tingle through his cock and straight to his balls where they tightened up and rose to his body.

  The sound of approval as she pulled him into her mouth made her want to do more to bring back that guttural sound from him again. It stroked her and made her feel like she was a kitten ready to purr mixed with a tigress on the hunt.

  Slightly salty with a hint of sweetness, his pre-cum leaked onto her tongue as she drank in his intoxicating arousal.

  Rocking his hips, Nathan plunged his cock into her mouth, pulling it back just enough without letting the tip slip from her pink lips and then pushing it deep into her mouth again.

  Hannah took him deep with her warm lips wrapping around the root of his cock and the tip dipping down into her throat.

  With her hands tied above her head she had no control over how deep, how fast or how hard his cock went into her mouth.

  She liked the way it felt to be used that way, but at the same time it made her a little nervous that she would gag on his thick cock.

  Thankfully, he was mostly gentle with her and alleviated her worries.

  Nathan got up and went to the chest at the end of the bed and pulled out a few things that he kept hidden from her.

  He wanted to take her by surprise, to have each sensation be a shock to the senses, not knowing what was coming would enhance the stimulation.

  She tried to sit up to see what he had, but the ropes kept her pinned to the bed.

  Nathan picked up the Wahlberg wheel and let the metal prongs run up her stomach, sending shivers through her body.

  When he reached her nipples he made a circular route around her tight pink buds that made them even harder.

  Goose bumps erupted on her body, dancing over her breasts, arms and legs.

  Moving his mouth down and kissing down her belly made those goose bumps amplify until her body felt like it was humming with electricity.

  When he reached her hip bones her back arched upward as she offered her pussy to him pleadingly.

  He kissed the slight part of her labia and dipped his tongue between her pussy lips, rubbing her clitoris with his soft tongue as he flicked it and pulled it into his mouth for one quick hard suck before pulling away from her.

  "So good," he said in a low husky voice.

  Hannah felt like she was going to explode.

  Her body was pulsing and she could feel her own arousal leaking down her legs and running down the fullness of her ass.

  Breath catching in her throat she moaned as the first buzz of the Hitachi shook her pussy.

  Nathan pressed it hard on her clitoris, instantly sending her into a gasping orgasm as she cried out his name and begged for him.

  "What do you say when you want something?" He asked, edging the Hitachi back to her pussy and making her groan as she tried to find her words.

  "Please, sir. Fuck me!" She gasped the words as the vibrator rubbed up and down her soaking wet slit.

  "Mmm, much better sweetheart…much…much better." He turned off the vibrator and his mouth returned to her pussy, licking up and down her sweet wetness.

  Her legs trembling as he sucked her sensitive pussy lips and then drove two fingers inside of her.

  "Is this mine?" he asked her, drilling his fingers in and out of her pussy, finger-fucking her to the shaking brink of orgasm again as he questioned her.

  "Yes, sir. It's yours," she cried as pleasure coursed through her body from her core and out to her limbs into every inch of her as she got closer and closer to cumming.

  "Good. I'm going to use it. I'm going to make good use of my pussy tonight," he told her and jacked up his speed another notch or two, making her scream as she came around his fingers.

  Her pussy was fluttering around him, clenching tight to his thick hand and dripping wet with her hot juice.

  "You belong to me." Nathan rubbed his thumb against her throbbing clit.

  "Yes," she sighed out.

  "Yes?" he asked trying to get her to use the correct form of addressing him without having to point it out to her.

  The fact that she agreed to belonging to him made his cock harder.

  He loved the idea of it.

  The sound of it.

  The feeling that it gave him inside to think of owning her.

  "Yes, sir. I belong to you!" She corrected herself as he started to finger-fuck her roughly again.

  "That's the way you do it, Hannah. You give me the respect I deserve," Nathan said in a low voice and pulled his fingers out of her.

  Using her wetness to lube himself he stroked his raging erection, getting it slick with her cum.

  He wanted to be inside of her, fucking her within an inch of blacking out, giving her what she deserved to be given, and taking what he needed from her.

  Nathan got on the bed and spread her thighs open further to get between them and pressed his thick cock into her tight little hole.

  "Damn," he groan as her pussy twitched and fluttered as it accepted him and she acclimated to his girth.

  It was barely audible over her gasp as he entered her.

  That first thrust and that breathy gasp that threatened to pull all of the air out of the room followed by a deep throaty moan as it came out.

  Being inside of her with her body wrapped around his was incredible.

  His hand slid up her body to her throat as he thrust into her again.

  Fingers gently wrapping around her throat, he could feel her pulse rapidly beating under his strong fingers.

  He held her gently enough so that she knew she wasn't in any real danger but firmly enough that she knew who was in complete control of her and the situation.

  The way she moaned drove him on with increasing desire and need for her body.

  The heat of her, the tightness of her around him, everything made him want to explode and let her have him.

  Nathan's thoughts had always been primarily on himself.

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p; He was always fully aware of his partner's needs, desires and their current position, but in the end everything came back to him.

  With Hannah things were different.

  He wanted to please her, send her over the edge again and again as he used his body as a tool to pull out every last droplet of pleasure and make sure she knew what she meant to him.

  Far more than anyone else ever had or likely ever would, and he wasn't sure how or when any of those feelings had taken shape and set up shop inside of him, but they were there.

  She was there.

  Watching Hannah's face as another orgasm built up inside of her was the more erotic thing he had ever witnessed, and coming from a man who frequented the kink clubs throughout the state and region that was saying quite a lot.

  He struggled to keep himself from cumming.

  He wanted to enjoy her for as long as possible… maybe he would have her stay the night with him.

  The thought of a second round with her was almost too much to think about as he picked up his pace and got lost in her body.

  The way he breasts bounced with each thrust, her pouty bottom lip caught between her pearly white teeth, the smoothness of her skin, the curve of her hips and the contour of her neck where it meets her shoulder all drove him wild.

  Knowing that she was his and what that meant was doing the same.

  Having ownership of her and the ability to give her what she had never been given, to take what she had never offered, to deliver what she had never known she needed, was an immense responsibility.

  And he relished it.

  Just as her legs began to tremble around him and pull him closer and deeper into her, just as her pussy contracted for the first time, Hannah watched as the control he had maintained so strictly to this point broke.

  Hearing his moan as his cock exploded inside of her had her orgasm intensifying.

  She cried out, and her back arched hard, grinding her pussy on him and pushing him deeper inside of her as her body erupted with endorphins that made her feel like she was flying and sinking at the same time.

  When he had told her he would show her things she had never seen and take her places she had never been, she didn't know this was what he had meant.

  She didn't know she had been missing out on this, on him, for her entire life.

  She struggled to catch her breath when he finally collapsed down next to her and kissed her hard.

  "You were right," she told him.

  He had a habit of being right, but he was intrigued.

  "What exactly was I right about?" Nathan pulled himself up and propped a pillow under him as he lay on his stomach, watching her as she was still tied to his bed and well fucked.

  "You've given me something I've never had before," she told him.

  Chapter Ten

  Hannah’s eyes were heavy with sleep, and she wanted nothing more than to drift off here in the plush bed with him next to her.

  It was the nicest bed she had ever laid in, and sleep was calling to her.

  Nathan noticed how tired she was and got up immediately to untie the ropes that held her arms above her head.

  Gently, he freed her.

  Hannah rubbed her wrists when she was freed and looked at the pattern of the braided rope on her skin.

  The sight of the pink skin and the imprints made her feel a certain level of pride and satisfaction. She had done it.

  She had submitted to him.

  It was wilder than anything she had ever done before.

  "I'm happy to give you things you've never experienced," Nathan said, coiling up his ropes neatly and putting them back in their proper place in the truck.

  He set the other toys on the dresser to be sanitized later when she was gone and rejoined her on the bed.

  She curled into him, and her body fit perfectly against his.

  "Am I allowed to cuddle with you? Or are you one of those guys who doesn't do that?"

  She almost laughed as she asked because she was already pressed against him and could have been asleep in sixty seconds flat if given the chance.

  "If you want to be held right now, then you will be held," he told her and wrapped his arm around her, holding her close.

  Hannah drifted to sleep with his arm around her and her head buried in his broad chest with the smell of his cologne and their bodies around her.

  She felt completely at peace for the first time in years listening to the sound of his breathing as her eyes closed and everything disappeared.

  When she woke up Nathan was gone.

  He must have slipped out when she was sleeping and gone to his own room.

  She looked at the clock, and it was only eleven o’clock.

  Stretching she got up and got her clothes from the floor and the bed where they had landed and got dressed.

  She needed to get home and get some sleep.

  She couldn't blame Nathan for going back to his own room and leaving her in the guest room.

  If they had both fallen asleep in there someone could have found them in the morning, and there would be quite a bit of explaining to be done to her co-workers.

  Hannah even appreciated that he was considerate enough to let her sleep there instead of waking her up and sending her home.

  She was feeling much better after a little bit of sleep though.

  She had a feeling her own bed would be calling her name as soon as she got back to her apartment.

  Chapter Eleven

  Hannah opened the door to her apartment with the smell of coffee lingering in the hallway and drifted in.

  She felt like she was floating above everything in a peaceful, disconnect.

  Nathan called it subspace.

  The beautiful high after giving herself so completely and being dominated in every aspect.

  It was like nothing could bring her down from this feeling and everything was miles away.

  Hannah could get used to this feeling he gave her.

  She had never experienced anything like this before with anyone else.

  Then again, she had never been with a man like Nathan Maxwell before either.

  She almost breezed past her roommate on the couch without noticing her on the way to her room as she replayed the night in her mind and wondered what it would be like next time she saw Nathan.

  "Hey, Hannah banana," Naomi said sprawled on her back, looking up at her friend with curiosity in her eyes.

  "Oh hey, Nai," Hannah said startled that she hadn't seen her there when she came in.

  "You have a look," her friend said, rolling over and inspecting her more closely.

  "I do?" Hannah asked, blushing, pulling away from her.

  "You do…I know that look!" Naomi accused with a sinister smile curling her red painted lips.

  "What look are you talking about?" Hannah tried to act dumbfounded at her accusation.

  "You know what!" She insisted with the grin getting bigger.

  "Um…" Hannah's blush deepened.

  There was a distinct feeling of this turning out like the high school slumber parties where everyone talked about who they had a crush on and who the cheerleaders were sleeping with.

  Hannah had never really had much to say when it came to things like that.

  She knew there was no point in trying to hide anything from Naomi.

  The woman could tell any change in her in an instant and she would pursue it like a dog on a fox until she found out what it was.

  They had known each other since middle school, and it was a moot point to think she could ever keep something like her first BDSM sexual experience from her.

  "You need to tell me everything," Naomi sat up and crossed her legs under her before pulling Hannah down on the couch next to her. "I know something good happened. I can see it all over your face."

  "Okay. But…," Hannah blushed, giving in.

  The light pink dusting on her pale cheeks added to her innocent appearance.

  "But you can't breathe a word of this to anyo
ne," she made Naomi promise before she would go on.

  "Like I would tell anyone… You totally had sex with someone, didn't you?" She grinned like the cat who ate the mouse.

  "So, my new boss…" Hannah started shushing her to calm her down.

  "The rich investor with the mansion?" Naomi interrupted.

  "Yes," Hannah rolled her eyes at her description.

  She took a deep breath.

  Girl talk had never been her thing, but this experience with Nathan was something she needed to share with someone, and if she was going to talk about it with someone, it was going to be her best friend.

  "Nathan asked me to stay and have a glass of wine with him tonight after work," Hannah started.

  Naomi took note that he was no longer Mr. Maxwell to her, and her eyes went round. "Wow."

  "He offered me another position. A better one actually."

  "That's wonderful!" Naomi said. "That look on your face when you came in looked like you had gotten laid or something, but wine and a new job can be just as good, right?" She laughed.

  In the few years she had lived with Hannah it was rare for her to go out on a date or even give a man the time of day.

  She had a focus and it didn't include a man taking up her time and distracting her from her goals.

  Naomi wouldn't have been too surprised to hear that Hannah was still a virgin.

  "I slept with him, Nai," Hannah blurted out.

  "Seriously?" Her friend was clearly stunned.

  Hannah nodded.

  She half expected Naomi to be disappointed with her or think badly of her for having sex with her boss, but she was ready to handle that if it turned out to be the case.

  "Was it good?"

  Hannah's relieved laughter broke the awkward silence.

  Good was the understatement of the year when it came to trying to describe what last night had been.

  "It was amazing…but different," she said turning her head to the side, trying to figure out if there was a better way to describe it.

  "In a good way?" Naomi asked hesitantly.

  "In a very good way," Hannah laughed and changed positions on the couch so she could lean against the back cushions.

  “Oh wow.”