She just sits there, waiting in the darkness. She knows he's waiting for her to do something. She knows he's waiting for her to slip up. The tension in the space is hot. She can't tell if she's on fire, or the room itself is burning up. She can't see. He doesn't want her to see. She hears his footsteps, walking around her.

She feels something touch her, and it leaves goosebumps on its path. "Mm. You're such a good girl." She can feel him purring in her ear. Now she can feel hot hands, rubbing her upper arms. The moment the hands leave, she feels cold. She almost slipped up, and begged for the warmth. But she bit her lip. She's not allowed to react. It's almost tortoise to just do nothing. Especially when she can feel his presence around her. Just that knowledge alone is making release moisture from her core. "Mm. Open your legs."

She's finally allowed to move, even though not by much. She does it, till she hear him tell her stop. Now she's feeling more exposed, and it makes core give off even more moisture. She could practically hear him grin. Soon enough she feels something hot touch her, and she's trying to hold back a groan. The hot sensation is rubbing her pearl of nerves, and making it harder to stay quiet. It's so hard to even stay still. It's torment to feel good, and not be able to react. She knows if she moves, or make a sound, the pleasure will go away. "Ah." Oh no! She slipped, and now she's left feeling cold.

"No, no. You know the rule." She mentally curse herself. How dare she be so weak! "Now close them." She closes her legs again. This was the third time she slipped. Third time she lost that hot sensation. She now feels something hot rubbing her outer thighs, and hear him whisper in her right ear. "Come on. Be my good girl, and try again." The moment she felt his presence leave me; he commands her to open my legs again. Again, she's expose to him, again, the hot sensation returns. This time she's able last longer without a sound or movement. This time she's rewarded by being allow to sing her pleasure. "Raise your legs. Put your feet on top."

Once she does, she could feel something thick, long, hard, and hot thrust into me. The hot sensation that played with her pearl is gone, but this sensation is even better. It's being thrust into her hard and fast, to where she thinks the chair and her would fall backwards. Surely enough, she's reaching her peak. When she does, she can't help but to just scream. "MASTER!"

…

It felt like forever for her. She can't even remember how it had come to this. All she knew was how exposed she felt. Her limbs tied down, and her bare back feeling the silkiness of the bed sheets. She couldn't even close her legs. And that hot sensation rubbing, up and down, her outer thighs, was driving her mad. She felt hot, wet kisses being dropped along her abdomen. "Shh." She felt the sound tickle her ribcage.

She then felt something wet, trail its way between her breasts. She then felt it move to her left, and trail it's way to her nipple. It flick her harden nub, before she felt teeth lightly bite her. She tried so hard to not react, but curses did the pain feel good. She felt the teeth pull, and bit a little harder. When it released her, she felt cold and wet. Then she felt the wetness trailing to her other breast. That nipple got the same treatment, and she was feeling at bliss.

As she felt him go back and forth, she felt the rubbing hotness travel to her hips. Being this exposed, and all these sensations combine, has her feeling herself drip with excitement. "You're such a good girl." She feels wetness at the base of her neck, moving to her underjaw. She's trying so hard to not make a sound. The hotness rubs their way to her breast, and gives them a little squeeze. She then feels something pinch and pill her nipples, a little too hard for her liking. Yet that very thing, is making this all the more pleasurable. She feels kisses being dropped at the edge of her lips. She wants so badly to feel them fully, but she must resist the urge to move. She doesn't want him to pull away.

Having him like this, feeling him hovering over her, just feels good. The added being, she feels warm flesh poking her stomach. If she behaves, maybe she'll be rewarded with that very flesh. The moment he lands a kiss on her lips, does she feel the hotness leave her breasts. She wants to whimper. She wants to let him know she wants them back. But then she wouldn't be rewarded with what she really wants. "Mm. Kiss me."

She's finally allowed to do something. At first, she's timid. She's afraid that if she's too eager, he'll stop. She doesn't want him to stop. But she wants more. She wants to be greedy. But she doesn't want him to stop. Soon enough, she feels his tongue demanding entrance, and she gladly gives it. He greedily is tasting all of her, and she happily enjoys it. But the moment is short live when he pulls away. She wants to follow him; she wants to beg for more. But she knows better. That would just upset him; it'll make him not reward her.

"Awe, don't pout. You're being a very good girl." She could feel the heat from him raising. Soon she feel engulf in heat, and it's making her skin even more sensitive. He knows too well how that affects her. She so badly want to look into his eyes. But she is not allowed, and it saddens her. She then feels something burning, as it rubs its was to her soaking core. When she feels the burn thrust into her, it takes all her will power to not move. She then feels a part of that burn rub her clit, and she see stars in the darkness. She so badly want to make a noise; so badly want to rub against the burn more. But she must resist. She must wait for his command. That's when she has it. He basically purrs into her ear, and it reaches her soul. "Come." With that her body releases; letting him know the effects he has over her.

She simply can't stop herself, as she whispers her gratitude. "Master."

He purrs against her ear. "Good girl."

…

She's overwhelmed by the sensation of them. Multiple hot hands touching all over. A hot tongue devouring her core. Multiple purrs of being called a good girl. She's just so overwhelmed, that she doesn't know where to focus. She tries so hard to continue stroking the one who's not touching her. But it's so hard to focus, but if she stops, the hot sensations would stop and she'll feel so cold. She has to focus. She doesn't want them to stop. They make her feel so engulf in flames, that, it's all she wants to feel. One last flick of her clit is her undoing. Her moan is capture by his mouth, she feels another biting down on her neck, the one she was stroking spilling himself all over her arm.

Soon she is laying on her side, feeling her leg being raised. Then her forbidden entrance is stretched, at the same time her core. She opens her mouth, to let them know how full she feels, only for it, too, be filled with a burning flesh. Almost all at once they move within her, and she no longer could tell the difference between pain and pleasure. She could no longer think, just feel. She never knew how empty she was, till they filled her. Each thrust they made sent new waves of fulfillment. She tried moving along, or at least use her hands, only to be stopped by them. She tried using her tongue, on the one in her mouth, only to be rewarded with a choking sensation. Oh, how she wished she wasn't blindfold.

As they continue thrusting, she felt hot hands rubbing the rest of her neglected body. She feels him purr against her skin, as he tells her what a good girl she is. She feels him bite, and pinch her nipples, and that is her undoing. As she reached her peak, so has the others. She tries to swallow the salty liquid, flowing into her mouth, but it's too much. She feels them release her, and continue to shower her with their essence. She's not even able to recover, has her core is stretched again. While two takes her hand, to continue stroking them. And she can feel one hovering over stomach, while thrusting between her breast.

"Open your mouth." She does as she is told, and feel liquid landing in her mouth, and the rest of her face. With that she comes again, and her core is filled with more burning liquid. "You're such a good girl." It's almost an echo, as they all speak at once. Whatever came over them at that moment, had them all coming on her again. She felt covered in burning liquid, and she was being driven into bliss by the sensation.

…

She's finally allowed to see him. She's even given the privilege to be sitting by his feet. She's being allowed to hug his leg, even kiss his knee. He's petting her, and she feels so special. "Do you love me?" She whispers a yes, as she kiss his knee again. She's even allowed to rub her face on the hot skin. "Prove it."

She moves in between his legs, and kisses her way, up the inside of her right thigh. She's now on her knees, as she gets into a more suitable position. She drops kisses starting at the base, and moving her way to the tip. She can feel him still petting her, as she continues. She swirls her tongue around the tip, and with the fingers, of her right hand, gently stroke him. She then slowly suck the tip, as hands starts to stroke him.

Before long, she has all that she can of him, in her mouth, as she sucks me. As one hand strokes the rest of him, and her other hand messaging his balls. Once in a while, she uses her teeth to rake him, just how he likes it. "Take your hands away." She moves her hands to his hips, as she continues to suck him. She feels him move forward a bit, and him moving hands more to his back. She releases him from her mouth, and let her saliva drip all over him, before she takes him whole again. When she does, her hands find that certain spot on his back. The one if you rub it a certain way, he'll come faster.

She lets her fingers trace around that area, as she sucks him faster. At this point he's playing with her hair, and letting his sounds of pleasure escape. It encourages her to work harder, and that what she's doing, is making him feel good. Before long, he stops her. She looks at him confused. Did she do something wrong? He commands her to get up, and when she does, he commands her to open her legs and come to him.

She thinks she gets it know. When she does what is told, she feels him, press her down and his staff stretching her core. She moves up and down on him, and she doesn't know if she's allowed to sound her pleasure. She looks into his eyes, and feels her soul on fire. One more thrust has her coming all over him. She then feels his release. She can't help to ask if he is happy. "Master is very happy of his good girl." With that they share a kiss.

…

Goku and I was just now snuggling in bed. After what just happened, we were just enjoying the after bliss. And being wrapped in his protective embrace right now, was just the icing on the cake. "Goku."

"Mm." He kissed my forehead.

"That was amazing." I felt him rubbing my back.

"Yeah. But are you sure I didn't hurt you when I went super sayian?"

"I'm sure. It felt good. But can you do me a favor."

"What is it?"

"Can you let me go, I have to pee." He whined a bit, before letting me go. And when I returned, he didn't waste a second to have me back in his arms. I feel so loved.