This was meant to be a one-chapter story however, my muse could not stay away – Jay's just too damn hot!
No idea when this is set in the seasons of Chicago PD so whenever your mind feels like.
Warnings: BDSM etc. This does not portray a safe BDSM relationship and do not take this a guide as to how BDSM should be practiced!
Hope you enjoy the same and as ever reviews are lovely!
Happy 2019 everyone.
All the love,
K xx
His hand slid over my face, pulling the blindfold over my eyes better; cutting off my view of my bare feet and the floor beneath. I shiver slightly as a cold breeze flutters across my right side as he moves away. I shift my weight on the balls of my feet slightly, pressing my hand into the mattress of the bed to my left to keep myself from overbalancing in the darkness that now surrounded me. I jump slightly as his hands reappear on my wrist and hip. He gently moves me to sit on the edge of the bed before pressing me to move further up the bed.
The bed dips on my left side and a warm hand wraps around my left wrist. It is stretched above my head before I feel a rope of some kind wrap around my wrist and then be pulled tight. I pull my wrist slightly, there is no give at all. The bed dips again causing me to roll slightly to one side. Hands grip my ribcage, righting me, as I feel a warm weight settle on my pelvis. It takes me a minute to realise that the weight on me is actually Jay - he's straddling me. I moan and try to rock my hips upwards to no avail - he is far too heavy for that. His weight actually pins me further into the mattress and allows no area for movement currently. His weight moves again as his hands clasp my right wrist now, raising it again above my head and tying this one too.
I squirm under him as he trails his fingertips lightly down the inside of my arm causing a shudder to run through my body at the tickling touch. He continues his hand down my side and along my abdomen just above my thong. I toss my head from side to side, unsure whether the sensation is tickling or arousing. I feel a gush of wetness as he moves his hands again across my abdomen. The touch is light – far to mundane to be erotic usually, but with the blindfold, every small touch is heightened. I feel like a current is going through my skin as I wait every time he stops touching me for the next touch and then jump slightly when it comes.
He runs his hands up my sides as he shifts backwards slightly so his weight is now pressing my legs into the mattress. I cant my hips upwards trying to obtain some friction now that his weight isn't holding my hips down. He rests a hand over my pussy for a second, the warm weight of it cupping me it oddly arousing. He doesn't move his hand to brush my clit or to move my thong aside to touch me further. It just sits there, it's possessive and then the weight is gone. I gasp as a slap echoed in the room and a burst of pain comes from my pussy. There was a pause, as Jay waits for me to safeword. There is silence.
Then the slaps come thick and fast. Jay varies where the slaps fall – from directly on my clit to the inside of my thighs. It keeps my guessing and makes me jump at every hit. Time seems to slow as every hit causes the tension to leave my body and I seem to sink more into the mattress as the pain/pleasure builds. The ropes that were holding me down suddenly turn to anchors to stop me from floating away.
I whimper as the hits stop and I feel his hands settle on my bare hips gently toying with the sides of my thong. A warm breath of air on my covered pussy is the only warning before I feel his tongue. He digs his tongue into the cotton fabric of my thong just above my clit and then drags his tongue across it. I arch at the feeling - the wet cotton shifts over my sensitive clit causing the aching ball of need in my stomach to burst from a slow burn to an inferno in seconds. His tongue continues to move around and across my clit - causing shivers of pleasure to run down my spine. I can feel the sopping wet thong sticking to me and only a quarter of the wetness is Jay's doing. My hands curl around the rope, gripping it harder as Jay begins to suck. The exquisite suction is only interrupted occasionally with Jay running his teeth across the fabric over my clit.
Just as I near the edge of my orgasm, he stops. His hands, that had previously been holding my hips now move to my thighs. He digs his thumbs in slightly, beginning to massage the area slightly as I feel him move sideways off of me and then a few seconds later, off of the bed entirely. His hands come back a second later to my ankles. Rope is wound around each ankle before they are tied tightly. I'm stretched spread-eagle on the bed. I wait for his next move but nothing comes. I tense as I hear him walk away, steps echoing loudly in the quiet apartment– a wave of fear suddenly comes over me.
How much did I really know about this man? All I had was a name and an address – the fear of being left tied up here or worse the fear that this man was gonna kill me makes my breath speed up to hyperventilating. I begin to tug at the ropes wincing as they twist burning my wrists and ankles slightly. The knots on the ropes hold fast and I can't breathe. It's then that a hand settles on my shoulder, and light floods in, momentarily blinding me as the blindfold is removed.
I blink trying to focus my eyes on the shadowy shape standing next to me. My eyes focus to land on Jay.
"You're okay. Deep breathes. I shouldn't have left you like that. I should have said what I was doing. I'm sorry I wasn't thinking straight."
I turn to look at him and see him holding something in his hands that looks like an egg timer of some kind. I frown slightly and he moves to show me. It's a bullet vibrator. I moan slightly and nod at him.
"Blindfold or not?"
"Blindfold"
With that he slides the tie back around my face and with another look into my eyes, pulls the tie tight, obscuring the light again. His hands move gently to my wrists, pulling the rope slightly looser so that it isn't digging in again. He does the same with my ankles before the bed dips to signal him sitting at my feet. His hands move slowly up to my thong before pulling the material down my legs.
His fingers smooth over my pussy lips, before a finger flicks my clit. I arch as a wave of pleasure runs up my spine again. I bear down as the vibrator, slick with lube, pushes into my pussy and settled just short of my g-spot.
He runs his fingers over my pussy again a few times before the vibrations start.
Jay's POV
The buzz of the vibrator is barely detectable over Ashley's moaning. I lean back on the end of the bed, watching as Ashley writhes. She is making the most tempting noises - I press the heel of my hand against the bulge in my jeans; trying to ease the pressure on my cock as I take in the sight before me.
Her head is thrown backwards on to the pillow behind her, her blonde curls fan outwards to form a sort of halo around her head. My Ranger's black tie stands out starkly against her skin and her hand are balled up around the ropes securing her wrists to the bed posts. Her pussy is red and slightly puffy from the spanking, her wrists and ankles have a rope burn ring on them and her muscles in her legs and arms are pulled tight. She's gonna have some sore muscles tomorrow.
I hadn't meant to call her again - thought it best to leave a one-night stand, a one-night thing. But after the child serial killer case we had worked this week, I had needed something. Last week I would have gone around Erin's but with her calling our relationship off and then on again more than a few times this week, I needed a break from the yoyo that our relationship was becoming recently. Anyway, I felt like something darker, something harder was necessary to make me feel better this time - something a beer, a kiss and some vanilla sex wasn't gonna help with. I should have gone to the club again, but the chance of finding someone with the qualities or the resilience I needed to handle the darkness pressing against my seams was low and her number in my phone had been taunting me all week anyway. Looking at her now I knew that I had made the right choice – she was enjoying this just as much as I was.
I flick the button of my jeans open and push them down, leaning back on the bed slightly to shove the jeans down my legs and drop them off the side of the bed. I sigh in relief as my cock is released from the denim prison it had been captive in for the past hour or so. I palm myself slightly as I sit back to watch Ashley writhe a bit more before participating again.
I hear her whimpers getting closer and closer together as she bucks her hips hard upwards more. She's getting close, within a few seconds I had pulled the bullet vibrator out of her and, turning it off, drop that too over the side of the bed. She cries out at the loss of friction so close to her orgasm. I chuckle slightly at the sound and decide to take pity on her.
I lean over her, flicking my tongue flat over her nipple, and reach for the bedside table for a condom. The moan that rips out of her with the slight touch to her nipple draws my attention away from the condom retrieval. I move backwards on to my knees and start to draw concentric circles around her areola, getting closer and closer to the nipple with every pass. I dip my head and take the nipple in to my mouth, dragging my teeth across one nipple before sucking slightly. My fingers find the other nipple and twist it. She cries out a sharp cry and bucks slightly under me, I smile slightly as I flick the nipple with my tongue again, before blowing a stream of air on her nipple causing her to twist more below me. I dig my hands in to her hips to keep her from squirming as I continue the assault on her nipples.
Ashley's POV
I feel the tears soaking into the blindfold as I again thrust my hips upwards to no avail. The pinpoints of pain as Jay nips at my breast and the jolts of pleasure as he flicks his tongue across is causing the ache in my pussy to intensify tenfold. I have never been so desperate to cum in my life!
Just as I think that the torture will continue forever, his hands release my hips and I hear a draw to my right open and close again. I feel the bed move slightly as he draws his weight backwards and then I moan at the sound of a condom wrapper being opened.
He runs a finger along my pussy, gently pressing the sensitive lips before pressing one finger in. I clench down hard on the finger, trying to get enough friction to cum. I try to fuck down on his finger as much as possible and a moan is ripped out of my throat as he slides another finger in.
"Lay still!"
His order is sharp and I clench my muscles to try and stop myself from moving. However, he then does a series of short jabs that brush across that spot inside of me. Red hot fireworks go off behind my eyes and my will-power breaks. I arch, thrusting myself down two times before I realise what I have done and still again.
A small scream bounces around the walls of his bedroom as a hard slap hits my sensitive clit. The pain is nearly overwhelming. Again, another hit comes down and I arch. At that point, he slides in.
He doesn't stop until he is all the way in, where he stills. I claw at the bindings around my wrists as his cock forces my pussy to stretch to accommodate him. Even after the first time, it's still a shock at how thick he is.
He begins to thrust right away – I cry out as he thrusts back in. He continues this slow and steady rhythm – thrusting in hard and pulling out slow. Whimpers stream out of my mouth as his cock hits my sweet spot again and again.
I clench downwards hard as the pleasure builds.
"Please, please…Oh God!"
Pleas spill out of my mouth as the thrusts keep coming. Every thrust nails my g-spot dead on; pain-pleasure is knifing through my body at the unrelenting pace. Just as I think that I'm going to spontaneously combust Jay shifts his body and his thrusts move deeper inside of me and his breath tickles the side of my neck.
"Cum for me sweetheart. Now!"
His voice is just a puff of air on my ear and then his lips connect with the spot behind my ear. He bites down slightly before sucking. The sensation is exquisite and that combined with his words causes me to cum. It's like a fire runs through my body – the pain of being denied for so long mixes with the pleasure. My body arches hard and I feel the material around my wrists burn as I tug on the material.
I feel Jay shudder above me and his thrusts become faster and more scattered. My body seizes slightly with oversensitivity as his thrusts continue after my orgasm. It prolongs the aftershocks fluttering through my body. I feel a weight drop on to my shoulder and as puffs of air blow across my shoulder I guess that Jay has laid his head down on to my shoulder as he cums hard. My head falls backwards on to the pillows, letting my breath slow from the mind-shattering orgasm that had just blown through my body. We're both panting hard and his body on top of mine is keeping me pleasantly warm from his body heat alone.
Jay's POV
The urge to leave her tied up and go for a second round crosses my mind as I push off of her to discard the condom. She whimpers slightly as the cold air brushes over her naked body. She looks so beautiful all spread out on my bed – her legs lay limp on the covers, red welts on her wrists and ankles from the rope and her chest heaving still.
As she comes back to herself, I see her head start to move slightly from side to side as she tried to pinpoint where I am in the room and what I am doing. I squash the minor disappointment as I move to kneel on the side of the bed and start to untie the ropes. As I untie her wrists and ankles, I rub the muscles trying to help blood flow return and stop them from cramping before pressing a small kiss on the inside of her wrists on the red welts. I lean over her and gently wrap a hand around the back of her head to pull off my Rangers tie. The room is dark enough that no warning is needed before the tie leaves her eyes and she is blinking to focus her eyes.
I grab the blanket at the end of the bed before pulling it up and over us both, I turn on my side before pulling her gently into my arms. Her gentle breathing lulls me into a deep dreamless sleep.