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“Are you sure?” Ben’s voice was husky and deep, pupils blown wide and dark as he stared at the sight beneath him.
Rey nearly rolled her eyes at the question, though she refrained only because he wouldn’t have been able to see her anyway.
She was currently tied up to their bed, arms handcuffed to the bedposts above her head, eyes covered by silk, and legs spread apart by his knee.
“Ben, if I wasn’t sure, I wouldn’t have agreed to do this,” There was a hint of annoyance in her voice she couldn’t quite bite back. But really, she was bound and deprived of her sight and now he was second guessing this?
Rey loved Ben, truly. More than anything or anyone else in the world. She loved having sex with him, but sometimes she needed more. He was too gentle with her, treating her like she was glass and one wrong move would break her. She wanted him to use her body as he pleased — to relinquish control and let him take care of her the way that she needed.
She tried bringing it up to him several times unsuccessfully, seemingly never able to stammer out the desires that played in her mind, until he asked her what she wanted for Valentine’s Day. She supposed it was a good day to try something new so she fought through her embarrassment and laid it all on the table for Ben.
It was a bit awkward for her, describing the wicked and depraved things she wanted her sweet, adoring boyfriend to do to her. It was even more awkward seeing the way he blushed furiously all the way to the tips of his ears and stammered in response to Rey’s requests.
Ben was hesitant at first. He didn’t want to hurt Rey but he had never been able to deny her anything so he put his own feelings aside and tried to give her what she wanted.
He had slowly attempted to be more assertive during sex –– positioning her the way he wanted, pulling her hair harshly, lightly spanking her, just to get a feel for what seemed best. Her body responded in a way he couldn’t have even imagined, and their sex life had gotten so much better.
Ben had finally gained enough confidence to be comfortable enough to take control and give her whatever he thought she needed, and was ready to fully submerge himself in Rey’s desires. He had been planning it long before she had admitted it, but he knew she needed the extra push from him to ask for what she wanted.
And thus, there they were –– Ben towering over Rey’s naked form, and Rey cuffed and spread open beneath him.
“Are you going to touch me now or are you just going to leave me here?” She huffed out.
Ben’s mouth twitched in surprise before curling into a smirk and letting out a small laugh. Rey was rarely ever mouthy during sex, her frustration only presenting itself when she wanted him to be rough with her, in hopes of receiving a punishment.
Usually she was so lost in her pleasure that she couldn’t even form words.
He nudged her knees a bit wider, until there was just enough room for him to–
“ Fuck! ” She shouted as his hand slapped her there . It was an odd sensation, the way the light pain turned into a thrumming buzz of pleasure throughout her body. Her hands yanked on the cuffs as her legs attempted to snap shut.
Ben only chuckled as he repeated his actions, basking in the way her body jolted at his touch and the wet noise that each slap produced. Since she couldn’t see him, she had no way of knowing when to expect the next smack and it only heightened her pleasure.
“I’m gonna make you beg for me, sweetheart. You’ll be crying for me to get you off by the end of the night,” Rey could hear the smile in Ben’s voice.
She whimpered at the contact of his hand again, reeling in the rough texture of his palm brushing her swollen clit. Her body ached for more as he pulled his hand away.
“Ben, please,” She cried out, blindly trying to push her hips up to meet his touch.
His fingers were suddenly on her thighs, the tips barely ghosting over her skin leaving goosebumps in their wake.
“Shh, sweetheart, I know, I know. I’ll give you what you need, do you trust me?” His lips were near her ear, the warmth of his breath tickling the side of her neck.
Rey shivered at the proximity of his lips.
He was so close that if she tilted her head she could kiss him, though there was the possibility she would miss since she couldn’t see him.
“I asked you a question sweetheart.” He made a tsk-tsk sound to show his displeasure at her failure to respond.
She let out a shaky breath, “Yes, I-I trust you. You know I do.”
“Good girl,” He cooed, pressing featherlight kisses across her neck and along her collarbone. Her head instinctively tipped back to expose the column of her throat for him, but just as quickly as they began, the kisses stopped. She sighed dejectedly at the loss of his mouth when his body shifted.
“If you don’t like something, just say your safe word. Okay, sweetheart?” His voice was stern this time, taking on the same tone he used when he was giving orders to his business partners that meant he was downright serious.
“Okay,” She murmured absent-mindedly. Why couldn’t he just fuck her already?
“Okay, what? ”
“Okay, sir .” Ben let out a deep groan when she spoke the word. Rey discovered he liked the name by accident, jokingly throwing out the word while pretending to be a seductive secretary which resulted in him fucking her over the desk in his office. After that experience, she decided she liked the name, too.
“Much better, sweetheart. You’re so good for me, do you know what good girls get?”
“What do they get, sir?” She was practically panting at this point.
“They get whatever they want –– so tell me, my love, what do you want?”
“I want you to touch me.” The words came out hardly above a whisper. She could feel any bit of sanity she had slowly slipping away from her.
His hands trailed up her sides softly until they began brushing her small, perky tits but not quite enough to stimulate her.
“Like this?” He was teasing her, wanting to make her beg for what she wanted.
“I need more. Please, sir.”
“Of course sweetheart, since you asked so nicely.”
He was not nice. He was torturing her and he knew it, slowly moving his hands in a way that avoided her sensitive areas just to prolong her small whines.
Finally, Ben’s long fingers enclosed around her nipples, rolling each dusty pink peak and softly caressing the smooth skin around them. His fingers pinched, and rolled, and tugged on her nipples, which was nice, but Rey had been ready for him all night and this surely had to qualify as cruel and unusual punishment.
Rey audibly growled when Ben pulled away completely, the bed shifting as his weight was lifted from the bed. She could hear his footsteps exit their bedroom and the sound of the fridge opening notified her that he was in the kitchen.
If she wasn’t so horny, she would have started screaming at him. There was no way he was getting a fucking snack during sex.
What a nerfherder , she thought.
She sighed, realizing he was going to make good on his promise of reducing her to tears before he touched her. He wasn’t making this easy for her, and the damp warmth between her thighs made her very aware that it would not take much for her to get off.
Maybe the next time he put his knee between her legs she could ride his thigh. Maybe if she thought really hard about her wicked fantasies she could get herself off with just her imagination. She’d read about that somewhere, hadn’t she?
She hadn’t heard his footsteps re-enter the bedroom which made her shriek when something cold –– and wet? –– was abruptly placed on her chest.
“Ben?” Her voice was shaky.
“It’s just ice, my love. I thought you trusted me?” She couldn’t quite pinpoint where his voice was coming from.
“I-I do,” He held the ice cube and steadily moved it from her chest to her nipples and she moaned at the feeling. He traced each areola until her tits were glistening and red.
The ice made her nipples harden further and, although it wasn’t exactly what she needed, it provided a temporary relief –– a relief that was far too short lived when he moved it away from her.
Some of the ice had melted from the heat of her skin, leaving a cold trail of water dripping down her chest. Rey sighed in content when Ben’s tongue licked the small stream up and captured one nipple between his lips. The warmth of his mouth contrasted the cold of the ice and Rey’s mind clouded with bliss.
Ben continued swirling his tongue, soothing the sensitive ache. He released his mouth with a loud, wet pop and moved toward the nightstand to reach for a new object.
“This might hurt a little, my love, if it’s too much tell me and I’ll kiss it better,” Rey wasn’t sure if she was scared at the unknown object that would be used on her or thrilled at the promise of his mouth doing sinful things to her if she didn’t like the other option. Either way, it was bound to be pleasant.
“Go ahead, I trust you,” And she did. She trusted Ben with her body and knew that he would never hurt her more than she asked.
There was a clinking noise, like metal which piqued her interest. What could he possibly be ––
Oh.
Oh.
“Oh my god ,” The noise Rey made was something between a gasp and a moan.
Something was pinching her nipples, just a tad bit too roughly, slightly crossing the line between pleasure and pain. Rey was more shocked to find that she liked it, whatever it was.
“I wish you could see yourself right now, my love, you look so pretty for me. When I saw these pretty little nipple clamps, I knew you’d like them. You love when I play with your cute little tits and now you can have that and more.” His voice was full of wonder and Ben could have drooled at the sight beneath him.
Her rosy nipples were red and swollen, highlighted by the butterfly clamps pinching the delicate skin. There was a thin sheen of sweat coating her skin already and it took everything in Ben to stop himself from licking her. He had a carefully thought out plan and he needed to stick to it to ensure he was able to complete it.
“How do you feel, love?” He had a plan, sure, but he needed to know where she was at so he could cater to her needs.
“I’m okay, I like the clamps but I need more. Anything, your mouth, your fingers, your co-” Ben cut her off before she could finish.
“Not yet. I told you that I’d make you beg for it. But I’m feeling a bit generous at the moment so perhaps I can give you more. Did you like the ice?”
She shivered at the thought of it. How good the contrast in temperature felt against her feverish skin.
She nodded.
“Good, because we’re not done with it just yet.”
He turned to the nightstand again, reaching for another ice cube in the bowl he had brought.
Slowly, he settled between her legs and placed the ice cube in the dip of her navel.
Her breath hitched at the contact and Ben picked the cube up, trailing it along her stomach, licking up any water that threatened to spill down her sides. He slowly made his way down, teasing just above her bare cunt.
“Are you just going to tease me all night long or are you going to get on with it?” She tried being good, but his mouth was so close to where she needed him that she couldn’t help but spit out the words.
He pulled the cube away and Rey regretted saying anything at all.
“I suggest you stop getting mouthy with me. Not when I have you at my mercy.”
As if to remind her that she was not in control, Ben took the cube and ran it over her clit making her hiss between her teeth.
“Hmm, you like that, don’t you? Maybe I’ll put it inside you to cool off your hot little cunt. Poor thing must be so ready, isn’t that right?” Rey nearly came on the spot with his filthy words.
“Please, sir. I need it so badly,” Her voice was desperate. The clamps around her nipples and the stimulation from the ice would surely be enough to give her a nice orgasm, even though she’d much rather come around his cock or his mouth. She would take whatever he would give her.
He hummed in content, using her fingers to spread her cunt open and move the ice along her labia. His cocked swelled at the soft hums of pleasure Rey was making and the shivers that ran across her skin.
Rey’s legs tensed as he pressed the ice against her already-dripping hole. Her body fully jolted as Ben slid it in further and she let out a long sigh of relief. It was a bit strange at first, to have something so cold inside her but her body was on fire and the ice quelled the heat. It didn’t take long for the cube to melt completely. Rey moaned as the now melted-ice began to drip out of her.
“I’m a bit thirsty, you don’t mind do you?” Ben’s voice was light, amused almost.
Did she mind? He had just teased her into oblivion and now he was going to leave her to get a drink of water? Rey was going to make him regret tying her up once the cuffs came off.
“Wh-”
He lifted her hips up slightly and dipped his head forward to lick the entirety of her sex, from that hole to her clit before moving down to her entrance. His mouth lapped at her hole, drinking up the melted ice as it dripped from her cunt.
Perhaps if it didn’t feel so good, she would have cringed at the obscenely loud slurping noises his mouth was making, but Rey found that she couldn’t bring herself to care. If it was wrong or weird, then why did it feel so good?
Ben’s skilled tongue began to fuck her entrance lazily, swirling around as to not miss a single drop of water or any of the arousal that continued to gush out of her cunt with each spasm. His tongue licked from her hole to clit again, deciding to focus his attention at the angry little bud at the apex of her thighs.
He drew figure 8’s with his tongue rhythmically before flicking over her clit in rough, harsh strokes. Rey could feel the tension in her belly rising, and ground her hips against his mouth to apply more friction.
With the loss of her sight and touch, all Rey could focus on was the feel of his mouth and her pleasure was heightened tenfold.
“ Yesyesyes , please sir, I’m so-”
Ben’s mouth popped off of her clit momentarily.
“No.”
Rey let out a broken cry, her tears immediately absorbed by the silk of her blindfold.
“Please,” She begged, not caring if he found her pathetic. He had made her cry, wasn’t that his goal? She had begged, cried, what more did he want?
“Please, why are you doing this? You're torturing me,” She was on the brink of using her safe word, so overcome with the need to get off that would do it by her own hand if he wouldn’t.
She could end this with a single word.
Ben laughed. He fucking laughed at her.
“Sweetheart, you asked me to do this to you. Don’t you remember? You begged for me to tie you up and use you as I please. You made your bed, my love, now lay in it,” There was false compassion in his voice, pretending as if he felt sorry for her when she knew he liked to see her so desperate and needy for him.
She trembled when his lips pressed to her ear again.
“ You know I can take whatever I want. If I wish to leave you tied to our bed for the rest of the night then I will, if I want to abuse your little clit until you’re begging for me to stop then I will. But if it’s too much for you, sweetheart, just say the word. You’re in control here, not me. So tell me, do you want to stop?”
She should have said yes, but her body needed to see this through.
He was right. She had asked him for this and he was finally giving it to her beyond what she could have dreamed. If this was the one time he would fully unrestrain himself for her then she needed it all.
“No,” She whispered.
“Good girl,” He praised, “but I must warn you, sweetheart, what I have planned for you next might make you regret your choice.”
His voice was wicked, and Rey couldn’t distinguish whether his words were a threat or a promise.
His hands moved to grasp her lithe wrists, fumbling with the lock of her cuffs. One arm dropped to her side as he moved to release the other.
“Why did you uncuff me? I thought you wanted to keep me tied to the bed?” She asked curiously.
“If it were up to me, I’d keep these cuffs on you all night and use you as my personal cock sleeve whenever I feel like it. You’d like that wouldn’t you? To have your sexy little body used for my pleasure, hm?”
Her breath hitched at his words. She licked her lips as she nodded. One day, she’d hold him to that. Hopefully he would still be up for it.
“But I can’t have you restrained for our next…activity. It won’t work very well with the cuffs. You can keep the blindfold on or take it off. I don’t mind anymore, my love.”
She opted to keep it on for the time being, wanting to keep some element of surprise.
“How do you want me?”
He pulled her body away from the pillows her back had been propped up on and moved her towards the center of the bed. He shifted positions so that he was now laying in her spot.
Ben scooted around until he was comfortable before pulling Rey’s small body towards him again. He picked her up like she weighed nothing and sat her on his lower abdomen with her back facing him, just inches away from his cock.
Rey experimentally moved her hips, hissing lightly at the friction on her clit. Ben gripped her hips to stop her from moving.
“Did I say you could do that?” He scolded and Rey tensed. She gripped his thighs and waited for her instructions.
He guided her body up, until there was enough space between them for him to slip the head of his cock inside her. They shared identical moans as he stretched her full, and their bodies made a loud squelching noise once they were pressed together.
Rey repositioned herself to find a better angle, spreading her thighs wider until he sank in all the way and her cunt clenched around him in content. She had been begging for this all night and the pounding need for him had finally been sated.
“God, Ben, you’re splitting me open,” she sighed happily. Despite the amount of times they’d had sex, Rey had never gotten used to the sheer size of him. He filled her completely, stretching her so she could feel every ridge and vein of his cock. She lifted her hips before sinking down on him again, moaning at the way the head of his cock dragged against her walls.
Just as she was going to do it again, his hand clapped against her ass cheek. The sting was enough to make her cry out and involuntarily clench around him. Her body shook at the pressure of it all.
“Sweetheart, I give you an inch and you take it a mile. After all this time, you still don’t listen. We need to fix that, don’t we?”
Rey hardly registered the words. She was stuffed so full after being teased and empty for hours. Could he blame her? If he would just fuck her already then she wouldn’t misbehave. But the promise of being punished knowing her reward would be even greater made her nod.
“I’m so sorry, sir,” Her hands gripped the front of his thighs so she could lean forward to give him a better view of her ass, “ So, so, sorry . I promise it won’t happen again.”
He smacked the opposite cheek this time, a bit more roughly, and Rey had to bite her lip to keep from moaning.
“Brat,” He muttered, “I would have let you bounce on my cock, sweetheart, if you had just asked. But now I don’t think you deserve it. My girl is so desperate for cock, she just takes whatever she wants without asking. We can’t have that, now, can we? How about a little bit of cockwarming, hm? Maybe that’ll teach you some patience.”
It took every bit of strength in Rey to refrain from coming. His filthy words elicited a remarkable reaction within her, fueling the fire that grew deep in her belly.
“O-okay,” She stuttered. Perhaps just sitting on him, stuffed full with her nipples being deliciously pinched, would be enough. Surely it couldn’t be so bad?
It was awful.
Worse than any other kind of torture her mind could have conjured up.
The first few minutes passed slowly, but bearably. Rey mentally sang her favorite songs as a distraction and as an indicator of time, which was fine, but Ben hadn’t laid a finger on her since announcing her punishment.
Tears spilled down her cheeks as her body quivered. She was stretched to the brim, filling the ache in her body but there was no friction, no movement, nothing to soothe it.
What could he possibly be doing? Laying there in utter silence while watching her try not to tremble like some weirdo? Oh God.
Slowly, Rey lifted the silk from her eyes to peer over her shoulder, careful not to disturb the incredible angle she’d found.
More unshed tears streamed from her face when she saw him.
The fucker was reading .
He blinked, looking up at her movement and had the nerve to smile at her, pushing up his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. His smile was shy, like he didn’t have a woman sitting on his cock trying her very best not to come while he was fucking reading Ancient Texts of the Jedi, like it was the most fascinating thing he’d ever read .
“Hi, sweetheart,” He cooed softly, marking his page before shutting the book closed.
Rey glared in return and he laughed.
“You’re doing so good, my love. See, was that so hard?”
Rey wanted to spit out that yes, it was, in fact, very difficult to not ride him or roll her hips or even fucking clench around him.
Instead, she bit her tongue and responded with, “No, sir.”
He hummed to show his approval, languidly rolling his hips a few times as her reward, brushing the spongy part inside her that made her see stars.
“If you keep going, I promise I’ll let you come as many times as you want. Just a few more minutes, sweetheart.”
There was no way she could last a few more minutes, but the reward was so attractive.
“Um, how many minutes are we talking?” She squeaked. Rey knew it wasn’t the answer he wanted, but she had to know what game he was playing at.
“Does it matter? Don’t you wanna be good for me?”
Her cunt spasmed involuntarily. She wanted to be so good for him but her body physically could not handle such torture.
“Tell you what, let me finish this chapter, and I’ll let you come. Okay, sweetheart?”
She let out a sob in response. He opened his book up again, not even acknowledging her.
No longer did she try to contain her tears, not that she could even if she wanted to. Tears sprang from her eyes, and her chest shook as she let out small hiccups.
She was fully convinced that she had lost her mind, so lost in trying not to come that she could not think of anything else. Which is why she didn’t realize minutes had passed and Ben had already set his book aside. He watched her shoulders shake as she cried for a minute, a smug grin on his face, before finally deciding to take mercy on her.
He placed both hands on either side of her hips and guided her up before slamming her down until her ass was flush against his pelvic bone.
She threw her head back with a silent cry, her face contorted with pleasure. Her skin glistened, sweat coating her body, lips shaped in a perfect ‘o,’ and brows drawn together. She was stunning.
Rey leaned forward, her hands moving lower on his thighs until she was practically gripping his knees. The change in angle made his cock graze the rough patch inside her with every thrust, just as he had a few minutes prior. Her cunt squeezed around him with a vice-like grip in response.
“Fuckfuck fuck , you’re so deep,” She moaned, as he bounced her on his cock ruthlessly. They had never had sex in this position before and while Rey was aware of how big he was, she was unused to him being this far deep inside her at such a unique angle. It was pure and utter bliss.
Ben lifted his upper body from the pillows he’d been resting on so he was sitting up, allowing one arm to wrap around Rey to play with her clit.
His fingers sloppily swirled around her in fast, tight circles and he could feel the sporadic spasms of her cunt around him. She was so, so close, and he wanted to feel her come apart on his dick. It was difficult to guide her up and down with one hand but he managed, and roughly forced her down onto him while his fingertips worked even faster.
Rey choked on a sob, already so overstimulated and sensitive even though she hadn’t come yet, but the delicious things he was doing coaxed an orgasm from her almost instantly. He kept swirling his fingers, dragging out every second of the most delightful pain she’d ever experienced. Her tears continued to spill as she gripped his forearm in an attempt to pull it away from her core. The feeling of his cock brushing her g-spot and her clit being stimulated while her nipples tingled with pain was too much, and he wasn’t stopping.
“P-please sir, I-I can’t,” She stuttered, but she was too numb with pleasure to pull his massive arm away from her. His thrusts had slowed to a manageable pace but his fingers kept rolling her sensitive clit.
“You can, sweetheart, because I want you to. You’ll be a good girl and take it for me, won’t you? How many times do you want to come?” She was worn out, already exhausted from just one orgasm but still, she beamed under his praise. A primal, wanton part of her wanted to keep satisfying him.
“However many times you think I deserve, s-sir,” She answered, and immediately knew it was the right thing to say. His hips stuttered and a deep, growl-like sound escaped him.
His pace faltered for only a second before he regained his composure and rolled his hips against her while his skilled fingers applied more pressure onto her clit. Whereas her first orgasm had built over the course of the foreplay, the second hit her out of nowhere and she could do nothing but just take it.
Again, his fingers and cock fucked her through it, forcing her to endure every aftershock and tremor that ran through her body. She was absolutely spent, but he had just started with her.
Ben moved her off of him, flipping her onto her stomach and pushing her to her knees so her ass was in the air. He didn’t waste a second before sliding back inside and driving into her from behind. The sound of her short huffs, his deep groans, and their slapping skin filled the air.
His fingers dug into her hips, gripping her waist tightly as he fucked her mercilessly. This was his favorite position, him fucking her from behind and her laying beneath him. He loved the way her perfect ass recoiled and jiggled as he thrusted into her, he liked that he had a perfect view of the spot where their bodies connected, he loved the way he could see her little hands grip the sheets in front of him. He loved whenever he got to take her this way, and he knew she loved it, too.
With her body pressed into the mattress, the clamps on her nipples pressed deeper into her skin and she sobbed at the added pain. Ben laced a fist through her hair, pulling her head back to hear her cries clearly.
Maybe he was a sadist of sorts, but knowing he had made such a strong and composed woman come apart this way, because of him –– for him –– it was a heady, heady thing for Ben.
Rey’s legs were shaky and on the brink of collapse so he pulled her up to his chest, wrapping one arm around her middle and sliding the other up to one of her breasts.
His fingers toyed with the metal clamps, pinching the wings of the silver butterfly together to release her nipple before letting go of them to snap shut again. She whimpered, too dazed to even beg him to stop.
“Fuck,” He groaned into her ear, “You feel even better this way, sweetheart.”
Her body was throbbing, involuntarily tightening and unclenching as slid in and out of her. He was close, but he wanted her to come at least once more before he came inside her.
“Should I play with your pretty little clit again? I bet it’s all swollen and begging for my attention again,” Rey only nodded in response.
He moved the hand playing with her tits down to her cunt. He took two fingers and pressed them down on her clit, then drew rough circles the way that she liked.
Rey threw her head back, her chestnut hair resting against Ben’s chest and her body shuttered in response. He kept going, pounding into her roughly, not stopping for anything –– even when a teardrop fell onto his forearm, even when she begged him to stop. They had discovered a long time ago that Rey always had one more orgasm in her than she thought, and all she needed to get there was a little push from Ben.
Besides, if she truly could not handle it she had a safe word at her disposal.
His girl could do it, give him just one more.
“C’mon, sweetheart, let it go for me,” He whispered in her ear.
He applied more pressure to her clit as his hips stilled, spurting thick ropes of warm come inside her. Rey gasped at the feeling of his spend filling her belly and his fingers pressing the sensitive bud between her legs. Her cunt pulsed around his twitching cock and she sobbed as she fell over the edge for a third time.
Her vision was spotty, the corners of her peripheral edging with black and legs would have given out if Ben’s arm wasn’t holding her upright. Her body was so thoroughly used and abused, she wanted nothing more than to sleep for the next month.
Ben pulled out of her slowly, and she whimpered as her cunt clenched around nothing. He lowered her onto the bed gently, laying her on her back before heading to the restroom.
He returned with a damp cloth, kissing his way up her thighs and cleaning away the bodily fluids that coated her thighs and cunt. When he moved to wipe away the come that steadily trickled out of her, she placed a hand on his wrist to stop him.
“Leave it inside,” she said, voice raw and shaky.
He lifted his head from between her thighs, quirking a brow.
“You want me to leave it? Can’t you get-”
“If it happens, it happens,” She shrugged.
“Yeah, but if you get pregnant the baby will be a Scorpio,” Ben said, wrinkling his nose in distaste.
“Ben, you’re a Scorpio,” She laughed, pulling him up to press a kiss to his mouth.
“Exactly, do you really want to another me running around here to terrorize you?” He asked.
“Hmm, I think I’ll live. Besides, it might not stick. I barely got off birth control a few weeks ago, I think my body is still adjusting.”
“You look so sexy covered in my come,” Is all he said before he lowered his head again, pulling off the metal clamps from her breasts. Her nipples were tight and sensitive, and he could hear her breath hitch when he took a nipple in his mouth and sucked gently. Rey didn’t realize how sore her nipples were but his mouth soothed the pain and her back arched into his mouth. He continued to lick, and suck, and swirl his tongue until the pain subsided before he moved lower.
He kissed his way down her stomach, whispering sweet words to her before reaching her hips.
He frowned at the sight of violent, angry marks on her skin. There were five ovals, evenly spaced apart on each side of her hips, and his frown deepened when he realized what they were.
He aligned his fingertips with the marks and let out a shaky breath.
I did this, he thought, horrified at himself.
Rey flinched slightly when he gently pressed into them and hissed through her teeth.
“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have been rough with you,” He said, and there was shame in his voice. He knew he shouldn’t have said yes to this when she asked. He always lost control and ruined everything he touched. He had vowed to never hurt Rey, and yet there was physical proof that he’d done just that.
“I can hear you thinking, Ben. You didn’t do anything I didn’t ask for. I’m the one who put you up to this, and I loved every second of it. It was perfect, thank you,” Her fingers laced through his silky black hair, nails dragging lightly across his scalp.
He could hear the sincerity in her voice, and he loved that she was satisfied, but still upset with himself.
“But, I went too-” She cut him off before he could say anything.
“You didn’t do anything wrong. I like the marks, everyday when I get dressed for work I’ll see them and think of this day and when they fade, I’ll make you do this all over again,” She pulled his body to lay beside her and cradled his face in her hands, desperate to make him know that he did not hurt her. He would never forgive himself and Rey refused to let that happen.
He nodded, pulling her closer and nuzzling his face in her neck to press a kiss to the column of her throat.
“I’m glad you liked it. Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart.”