An Extension to Chapter 5: Redcliffe
When Kallian returned to their room, she found that Zevran had lit several candles as well as putting more logs on the fire and the room seemed to sparkle. He was on the bed, naked, golden hair, bronzed skin and well-defined muscles gleaming. Stopping at the end of the bed, Kallian slowly pulled her dress off and draped it over a nearby chair as she kicked off her shoes. She was naked beneath her dress, which aroused him. Climbing onto the bed, she crawled to him and straddled his hips.
"You really are very handsome, Zev, but I suppose you know that."
"I do, but I would much rather discuss what it is I intend to do to you this evening, my dear."
"Oh?" The feel of him hardening under her was inciting her passions.
"I seem to recall you wanted me to gag you, and I thought since I am going to gag you, I might as well tie you up, too." He quirked his eyebrow at her and held out a few pieces of rope and a strip of cloth.
"Oh." She crossed her wrists and held them out in front of her, a mischievous smile on her face.
It seems there is no end to the surprises this woman has in store for me.
"So willing and eager to play the game? How very fortunate for me." He had a length of rope wrapped with cloth looped around her wrists and was tying it up before she could respond.
"Ah…are there rules to this game, Zev?" Kallian licked her lips, looking a bit nervous.
"First, you must do what I tell you, with no questions or smart comments."
"Smart comments? When have I…?"
Zevran gave the rope around her wrists a sharp tug and pulled her down to his chest. "Tut, tut. What is the first rule?"
Kallian smirked. "I must do what you tell me, with no questions or smart comments."
"So you were paying attention, yet you broke the first rule immediately. Do you wish to be punished?" He pushed her back up to a sitting position, an eyebrow raised.
Kallian sat back on Zevran's legs, her bound wrists in her lap, waiting. He could tell she wanted to say something, but she had pulled her lips between her teeth to prevent herself from so doing.
He took her hands in his, rubbing the backs of them with his thumbs. "Molto bene, mia bella schiava. The second rule is that when I tell you to do something, you will respond by saying 'Si, mio signore e padrone', and you will not speak otherwise unless I tell you to, understood?"
"Si, mio signore e padrone."
Zevran smiled. "Molto bene. Now lie on your back in the middle of the bed."
"Si, mio signore e padrone," she repeated as she lifted herself off his legs and stretched out on the bed.
Zevran suddenly had more rope than he had first shown to Kallian, and he was quick to secure her hands to the headboard. The rope was slack enough to allow her to move her arms, but she only had a foot or so of movement in any direction. Her pulse was racing, desire was building, but she was nervous, too, as she wondered what she had gotten herself into.
Her lover turned to face her. "Do you trust me, Kallian?"
"Si, mio signore e padrone," she replied with a twitch of her lips.
"Bene." He slipped out of her field of vision for a moment and returned with a rather large feather.
Thoughts of when and where he could have possibly acquired such a thing left her mind abruptly as Zevran lightly dragged the tip of the feather along the underside of her left arm, over her armpit, around her breast and down her torso, stopping just shy of her groin. The tickling sensation made her shiver and moan, and she lifted her hips slightly to encourage him to continue. He chuckled and held her down, dragging the feather across the tops of her thighs and briefly swirling it over the top of her cleft before putting it down. Her hips shifted under his arm.
"Oh no, I will not be rushed. I will take my time, dear Warden." He reached behind him and revealed a strip of cloth.
"I am going to gag you and, I think, blindfold you as well."
Kallian shivered in response, chewing on her lip to silence herself. She could feel moisture between her legs, excitement building in her core. She wanted desperately for him to touch her again or to touch him, it didn't matter. Try as she might to stay silent, she whimpered and pulled at her restraints.
Zevran's eyes travelled from her face to her feet and back again and he leaned down to whisper into her ear. "You are so lovely when you are excited. Perhaps I will fuck you in front of a mirror one day, so you can see truly how lovely you are when you are aroused."
His words and the feel of his breath along her ear made her moan and tip her head back and Zevran took that opportunity to gag her. He wrapped the thick fabric around her head and tied it fairly securely to one side so she would still be comfortable on her back. He turned toward her feet and grasped an ankle, wrapping a sock around it.
Kallian spoke through the gag, asking a muffled "What are you…" before she could stop herself.
Zevran reacted quickly, rolling her onto her side to give her bottom a few sharp smacks. He didn't hit hard enough to hurt her, just enough to make her flesh sting. Kallian gasped and jerked away from Zevran, surprised to feel familiar stirrings in her groin and abdomen. A blush of shame crept up her neck and face. She would never have imagined that being spanked could arouse her. A strong arm held her in place as he spanked her a few more times for trying to escape. Part of her wanted to laugh, while part of her was on the verge of crying. The stinging slaps warmed her bottom and groin, rousing her passions even more, but she felt humiliated. Zevran pulled her on to her back again and looked down at her.
"Rule number three. When I punish you, you must apologize. Say 'Mi scuso per la mia trasgressione, mio signore e padrone.'" Amusement was evident on his face as he repeated slowly what he had asked her to say and then slid the gag down so she could speak clearly.
Her brow wrinkled with concentration as she struggled to repeat the phrase to him and when she was done he rewarded her with a smile and a passionate kiss that left her wanting more. Sliding the gag back into place, he picked up her ankle and proceeded to tie rope around it, using the sock to protect her skin from chafing.
Hopping off the bed, he took the other end of the rope and pulled on it until her leg was stretched out toward the corner of the bed, then tied it to the footboard. He repeated this process with her other leg, leaving her completely exposed. Kallian's heart was pounding in her chest and her exposed groin was tingling with anticipation. Zevran got back onto the bed and sat between her legs, eyes fixed on hers. He reached out and placed a hand on her mons, pressing it there and then sliding it down over the folds of her flesh. She felt him slowly pushing his fingers into her and sighed as he moved them within her. A moment later she was groaning in protest as he withdrew his hand and sucked her juices off his fingers, eyes still locked on her face.
"Mmm, so lovely and delicious."
Bending forward, he pulled the gag down and kissed her. There was something rather erotic about tasting herself on his lips and she was panting as he pulled away from her.
"What are you thinking, Warden?"
"I-I want you so much I feel as though I might…explode, and I…I am a bit scared," she admitted, looking away from him.
"That can be arousing, yes?" He pinched her nipples, hard.
"Si, mio signore e padrone," she hissed through clenched teeth.
Zevran released her nipples and flicked them, causing them to sting and she bit her lip to stop from shouting out. He sucked on each nipple in turn, his hands caressing her ears. Pain and pleasure mixed with sexual frustration was an interesting blend; the exposure and helplessness her position imposed upon her made her undulate under Zevran in an effort to encourage more contact. Her entire body was tingling with desire and just as she thought he might finally make love to her, Zevran was pulling away again.
He reappeared with another strip of cloth in hand. "You can breathe properly through the gag?"
"Si, mio signore e padrone," she replied promptly.
He held up the cloth and laid it over her eyes, wrapping the ends around the back of her head to tie them together by her ear. "Can you see anything?" he whispered.
"No, mio signore e padrone," came her shaky reply.
The desire to be touched was becoming overwhelming. The feel of Zevran at her side, breathing across her ear, made her groin ache and her legs pulled against the restraints as she tried to bring her thighs together. It was a pointless exercise. With a whimper, Kallian took a deep breath and tried to relax.
"Molto bene, mia bella schiava. You will find release soon enough." He slid the gag back over her mouth.
She started as his fingers traced her tattoo, lips brushing along her jaw line. Zevran kissed the hollow at the base of her throat, slid a finger under her knee to tickle the sensitive flesh there, and kissed her belly. Each touch caught her by surprise and heightened her arousal. Weight shifted on the bed, wooden slats creaked, and then the room was silent. Kallian slowed her breathing and listened. Nothing. Zevran is a master of stealth, she thought to herself. I'll hear him when he wants me to.
She shrieked as Zevran's mouth closed around the toes of her right foot. He sucked them, his tongue darting in between and around her toes. After the initial shock wore off, she found she…liked it and her body was reacting almost as it would if he were playing with the bud of nerves between her legs. She arched her back as the pleasure built and felt intense disappointment when he pulled away from her yet again. Then he was at her left foot, sucking and teasing and pulling away. More silence, a soft sound to her right, a light breeze on her belly. Quite suddenly, the feather was tickling the insides of her thighs and she cried out again, precariously close to orgasm. She wanted to beg him to touch her, to take her, fill her, make her come, but she didn't dare risk another spanking; it would be too much.
Weight shifted on the bed and she was startled once again by an unexpected touch. Zevran kissed her thighs, nipped at her skin with his teeth, and marked her with a series of red bruises. He started and stopped for several minutes to keep her on the edge of, but not quite reaching, that delicious moment of crises she wanted so badly. When he finally did put his mouth to her wet folds and ran his tongue around her clit, Kallian screamed and shuddered within seconds as an orgasm ripped through her. Zevran watched with delight as she came, fingers sliding into her to feel her muscles contracting around him as her back arched and her appendages shook. As the first wave subsided, Zevran pushed himself up and into her, finding a gentle rhythm that brought her to a peak again. As the second wave of pleasure coursed through her, she sobbed, arms and legs pulling at the ropes.
Zevran rode her until the orgasm subsided and then he was off her, off the bed and silent. The intensity of her orgasm and Zevran's sudden withdrawal from her body and their bed kept her crying for several minutes as she tried to regain control of her body and her emotions. As she relaxed, she realized just how quiet it was. She felt cooler air around her and found herself fearful that Zevran had left the room. No, I would have heard the door, the wood creaks. Another minute passed and she was on the verge of calling out to him when she felt him climb back onto the bed. His hand slid under her bottom, lifting her up, and he placed something there, elevating her off the bed slightly. It felt coarse…A drying towel?
She could hear Zevran uncorking a bottle. Fear and curiosity mingled with her still burning sexual arousal and the telltale tingling at her core began all over again. Suddenly, fingers slick with a lotion of some sort slid into her and she could feel Zevran's fingertips massaging upwards. At first she wasn't quite sure what he was trying to accomplish and then quite suddenly as his fingers inched forward, she felt something different. He seemed to have found what he was seeking, and began to press on the area. She fought her desire to ask him what he was doing and took a deep breath to relax. Almost immediately, Kallian felt as though she had to pee and gasped. Not wanting to break any rules, she made a noise of protest. Zevran simply laughed lightly in response, increasing the pressure he was applying to her vaginal wall.
Zevran shifted, placing his thumb on her clit while his fingers continued to press upwards inside her and she was quite suddenly completely overtaken by an orgasm so powerful she thought she would faint. It rolled over her in waves, every inch of her body tingling and feeling more…fantastic than she had ever thought possible and she screamed through the gag. Fluid rushed out of her and just when she thought it was over it started up again and again, and then Zevran was on her and sliding into her, thrusting forward and up in an effort to keep bumping the area he had been massaging. He reached his own climax within minutes, a deep shuddering orgasm that curled his toes and made him collapse onto Kallian. She continued to writhe and buck underneath him as her own orgasm ran its course. He pulled out of her and snuggled up beside her until her body relaxed and her breathing began to return to a more normal rhythm.
Murmuring 'molto bene' to her, he removed her gag and blindfold, untied her ankles and wrists and removed the towels from underneath her, covering her with their blankets. Returning to her side, he slipped under the covers with her and placed a dry towel between her legs. He pressed his warm body next to hers to keep her warm.
"You may speak if you wish, mia cara. The game is over for tonight."
"Wh-wh-what was that?" was all she could manage. Most of her body felt completely numb and her thoughts were fuzzy.
"Something wonderful, yes?" He smoothed a hand over her hair and kissed her temple.
This more powerful type of orgasm was something few women he had been with could manage, and those who did were often afraid and confused afterward, thinking they had urinated during the act. He was amazed and quite pleased that Kallian did not suffer from such inhibitions.
"Yes. Maker, yes! I…I hope we don't get attacked during the night. I don't think I could lift a dagger, never mind get out of bed. I am…completely exhausted." She tried to move, but found she simply couldn't. "Kiss me, Zev. I think I might fall asleep any second now."
He pushed himself up and leaned over her, kissing her lips first lightly and then more passionately, his tongue swirling around hers. She sighed and moaned beneath him.
"Mmm. I should like to do that all over again, but…too…sleepy." With that she was out.
Zevran smiled and kissed her forehead. "Buonanotte, mia amata."
Settling beside his lover, he drifted off into a contented sleep.
xXx
I won't pretend to know Italian; I am using a Google translation app on Chrome, and run each phrase both ways to be sure I got what I wanted and wanted what I got, so here's hoping this is right!
Molto bene, mia bella schiava – Very good, my pretty slave.
Si, mio signore e padrone – Yes, my lord and master.
Mi scuso per la mia trasgressione, mio signore e padrone – I apologize for my transgression, my lord and master.
Aaaand…if you're wondering, our expert lover brings Kallian to a G-Spot orgasm at the end there. After copious amounts of on-line research (alas, no personal experience from which to draw upon), I think I have written a somewhat accurate account of what might happen in such a case, although I suspect it would not come on as quickly as I have suggested.
I thought writing this would be easier, but it turns out good porn is hard work (pardon the pun). Any constructive criticism you can offer would be greatly appreciated. Does this flow, seem realistic, et cetera…