I took them when he passed them back, leaned in, and kissed him. “Going forward, I won’t be using protection with you unless you have a problem with that.”
“No, Master, I don’t have a problem.”
After returning the papers to the table, I retrieved the blindfold.
“This is about trust tonight. You tell me you trust me. I’m asking you to prove it.”
He glanced at the blindfold. “It would be my pleasure, Master.”
I swallowed down the emotion that clogged my throat. When I told him he was the strongest man I’d ever known, I wasn’t blowing smoke up his ass. To know what he’d been through and to have his trust … that was humbling.
“I want you to strip, then we’ll get you restrained. After that, I’ll place the blindfold on you.”
“Yes, Master.”
As I moved over to the leather sling I’d had set up prior to our arrival, Dante stripped off his leather shorts, placed them on the stool by the door.
I patted the sling.
“Sit, then recline.”
Once he did, I assisted him in getting his feet in the leather cuffs that hung from the top. They would keep his legs up and spread wide, leaving him fully available to me in every way. Once his feet were secured, I moved around to his head.
“Left arm.”
Dante raised it above his head, allowing me to use the padded cuffs hooked to the chains that connected to the top bar.
“Other arm.” I positioned it, fastened the cuff, then placed a leather-covered pillow beneath his head to keep him propped forward.
I walked around, ran my hands over the restraints on his wrists and feet, ensured everything was secure and that there was no risk of him being injured by the equipment. Once I was satisfied, I took the blindfold I’d tucked into my pocket, then placed it over his eyes.
“Color?”
“Green, Master.”
“Very well. We’ll get started.”
His breathing had already increased, but it didn’t seem to be out of fear. More so anticipation, which I definitely approved of. I wanted him eager.
I started with his cock first, letting my fingers brush over it.
“You are not permitted to come until I specifically give you permission. Do not ask. It will not be granted. And if you do come without permission, I will punish you when we get home.”
“Yes, Master.”
Using a small amount of lube, I slicked his cock, then slid a silicone ring on, stretching it around his balls and ensuring it was in place. It would make his cock more sensitive for what I had in mind for him. In addition, there was a prostate massager attached, which would help with stimulation throughout. I lubed it generously, then pressed it against his asshole.
“This toy is something I purchased specifically for you,” I informed him. “It’s brand new. For the record, I would never put a used toy inside you.”
He inhaled sharply, moaned as I pushed it in as far as it would go. To give him something to think about, I clicked it on, left it on the lowest setting.
“How does that feel?”
“Good, Master.” He gasped.
I smiled even though he couldn’t see me. I wasn’t quiet as I prepared the next toy. I wanted him to hear me, to be expecting something but not knowing what. I turned on the violet wand, placed my finger near the tip to allow the electricity to arc to my skin. I happened to know quite a few submissives who thoroughly enjoyed this particular instrument. Used correctly, it could and would provide a sensual experience unlike any other.
I didn’t provide commentary as I brought the wand over, using the single glass electrode with a curved tip. I started on Dante’s forearm, ensuring the skin wasn’t super sensitive to the stimulation.
He moaned softly as I allowed the electrical current to glide over his skin.
“Color?”
“Green, Master.”
I continued, sliding up his arm, down his chest, teasing his sides, then sliding down to his groin.
“Too much or too little?”
“I could use more, Master.”
I clicked it up a notch, went over a spot I’d already touched. “Now?”
He moaned. “Better, Master.”
I continued, moving back up to his nipples, circling them with the arcing current of electricity. He hissed, moaned. Not wanting to overstimulate any one area, I moved back down, making a detour around his cock. I would save that for last. However, I did take the opportunity to increase the speed on the prostate vibrator.
“Oh, fuck,” he moaned softly.
I continued with the current, covering every inch of his body. Once I’d gone down both sides, both arms, both legs, and his torso, I moved to stand between his legs. I reconnected the current on his ass cheek, moving it up the back of his thigh, then angled toward his cock. The closer I got, the more he moaned, his body tightening, his cock throbbing. The cock ring was doing its job, making him more sensitive as it kept all the blood where it belonged.
