The 'E' Commandments

Part II: Sequel (Shibari/Sensation Play)

Imani inhales deeply as Erik is now eye level with her panty covered pussy. As he wrapped the harness around her, he would run his hands along her body observing Imani's skin prickle at every touch. Imani found herself trying not to move an inch as he tied the rope around her body but his strong yet gentle touch was just fanning the flames of her desire. She had no idea, being restricted in this manner would bring her this much pleasure. And it appears that he is only getting started. A sharp swat to her crotch brings her back to the room and Erik.

"I need you here and present, pretty girl."

She looks down at him still kneeling in front of her, "Yes Daddy. I am at one."

"Good," he flicks the rope at her pussy one more time before moving behind her. "Since you thought trying to hit Daddy was a smart idea," he brings the two ends of the rope between her legs and right across her clit, tying them to her wrists. Leaving her standing next to the bed, he goes to grab one of the stools and some silk. "Have a seat. We need to chat."

He sits on the bed observing as she tries to find a way to sit down that does not cause any friction to her throbbing core. "Shit," she hisses as she scoots back onto the stool. "Sorry Daddy, I'm good now." Her body shudders as she crosses her ankles to keep herself from grinding into the top of the stool's seat.

He nods and chuckles at her little problem. "Sit up straight, Imani." She hisses at the contact while obeying his order. He watches as she figures out how to do that. She shifts to the side and puts her tied arms over the back of the stool and pushes herself back until her back is flush with the stool's back. "Let me know if the ropes are too tight." All the while she is releasing soft moans as the rope continues to rub across her. Moving her arms only increased the sensation as the ropes were connected.

Her chest was heaving and she was soaked, she wouldn't be surprised if she left a puddle on this chair before she was forced to move again. "I'm good, Daddy." Taking deep calming breaths, Imani tries to bring herself back from the edge. She looks over to Erik who is sitting right in front of her. She cannot read his face but knows something is coming. Focusing on breathing and cooling down, she almost misses his next order.

"Ride it out princess." He couldn't mean...that he wants her to get off using just the ropes.

"Daddy?" she questions. He bares his golds to her in another predatory smile.

"Yes princess," He leans back on the bed, getting comfortable. "And you better make it good. Who knows when I will allow you to cum again tonight?" Imani uncrosses her legs and starts winding her hips in slow circles on top of the stool. Loud breathing becomes soft moans, and as those moans rise to become louder, Imani bites down on her bottom lip. Erik grabs her chin, making eye contact with her, "I want to hear you."

Moving her hips in a figure 8 pattern, Imani continues to grind against the rope in search of her orgasm. Cursing and hissing as she climbs higher and higher. Her body shudders as the feeling starts in her core and travels along every part of her body. She has kept eye contact with him this whole time. Erik suddenly stands up and moves behind her.

Using the silk to blindfold her, he whispers into her ear, "Give. It. To. Me." Plunged into darkness, Imani falls apart shaking on the stool, while Erik uses his foot to hold the stool in place, so she doesn't slip off. Imani feels his touch on her shoulders as she rides out the rest of her orgasm. He leans her back and kisses her forehead, "Good girl," he pulls her back into the stool, "Relax."

Imani calmly sits on the chair, trying to compose herself. She really just masturbated under Erik's command and it was the hottest thing that she ever experienced. At least for now, she recalls the items on the table that have yet to be used. Erik clearly plans to take her to new heights tonight and she is ready for it.