The 'E' Commandments

Part II: Sequel (Shibari/Sensation Play)

"Level check." He sounds far away, she is surprised she didn't hear him move away from her.

"One Daddy." E can hear the big smile in her voice as he picks up the feathers and the metal pinwheel.

"Do not move." He is back at her ear and as he says that she feels something light running over her shoulders. It must be one of the feathers. It kind of tickles. "As of now, you need to ask permission to cum, got it?"

"Yes Daddy," she moans and giggles as she feels another light touch on her ankle. Oh, this nigga is not playing fair at all. I never said I would be fair, Imani. She can hear his voice in her head now. It's not about being fair but damnit, he shouldn't... "Uhhh...oooh shit." She jolts as she feels the hard press of the pinwheel running against her inner thigh.

"Stay here princess." He knows she drifted because she stopped responding to the light passes of the feathers. He follows the pinwheel along her thigh with his tongue. "Present. Imani."

"Yes, Daddy." Imani instantly feels soft swirls across her chest, on her thigh and along her leg. Three? He has three feathers. She feels herself getting wetter as she tries to focus on one sensation. Each time he moves another feather to a different exposed part of her body, she simultaneously moans at the feeling of loss but shudders at the new sensation. The tickling from the feathers is now creating more of a tingle when it connects to her skin. She feels her body climbing to the edge again.

Erik continues his assault with multiple feathers and the pinwheel, running it along her body while paying attention to her breathing patterns. Swirls with the feathers and light to hard passes with the pinwheel. He would stop all sensation right as her body begin to tighten up and then start the sweet torture all over again. Imani is about to erupt and Erik feels her shaking. He abruptly stops and reaches to pull off her heels. "I need you to stand." Imani puts her feet down on the floor and feels Erik off to her side guiding her off the stool. "How are you feeling?"

Steadying herself on her feet, "One Daddy." She feels him behind her gently untying her wrist from the harness. Imani sighs deeply as the constant pressure on her clit is removed. She leans back on the stool as her body trembles. It was so hard not to cum, but she managed to hold off since she did not ask.

"I see you. You have been such a good girl for Daddy tonight. I think you deserve a treat." Erik removes the harness and her soaked ruffled panties. The cool air of the room hitting Imani's heated core causes her knees to buckle. He catches her, lifts her up and sets her on the center of the bed. Imani rolls onto her side and curls her body into a ball while trying to compose herself.

She hears the sound of the fridge opening. Erik didn't show her anything from there. He has shit in the fridge, too. This man, clearly I unleashed a beast. But he is mine though. Imani giggles as Erik approaches the bed. He pops her ass as he sets his items down. "What's so funny, baby?"

"You, Mr. Grey." He smacks her ass harder this time. She laughs out loud. "You asked Daddy."

Laughing, he responds, "Stop it. Get that shit out yo head." He looks in the bowl, "You know I was gonna treat you and there you go acting up again." Imani pouts at him. "Blindfold saves the day."

"Daddddddy," Imani drags out. "Please, I want it." He watches her try to roll back over so she can sit up. She bumps into the bowl, "Damn, that's cold." Looking to her right where she believes Erik is standing, she scrunches her face. He leans down kissing her, pushing a cold item pass her lips. She giggles and she chomps on the cube. "Ice, Daddy? Who is this a treat for? You or me?"

Running an ice cube along her shoulder and letting it melt onto her chest, "You tell me princess." He follows the trail of water with his tongue, licking and sucking on Imani's neck and chest. Grabbing another cube, using his mouth he traces it around her left breast and nipple. Imani squirms under the cool feeling, even though her body is on fire.

"Ahhhh...ooooh...shhhh," Erik continues his frozen attack on Imani as she mumbles incoherently, struggling to stay still under his touch. "Ooooh Daddy, please let me cum."

He reaches into the bowl for his finale item. Unwrapping it, he pulls the silk from Imani's eyes and takes a lick of the item before inserting it inside of her. Imani screams at the feeling as the frozen treat melts and Erik's tongue follows. Her vision has cleared enough for her to see the popsicle stick being removed from between her legs as Erik's loud sips and slurps fill the air. "You taste delicious princess." Imani throws her head back as he continues to feast on her pussy. He holds her legs back as he drinks the melted popsicle from Imani's center. She tries to hold her body still instead of grinding on his face.

"Please Daddy, please let me cum. I can't hold it anymore."

"Let go baby girl." Imani unravels under Erik's oral attack, her whole body seizes up and shakes uncontrollably. Erik replaces his tongue with his fingers drawing out Imani's orgasm. As she is coming down, he pulls her into his chest to untie the rope from her arms. She is so caught up in the intense feelings of ecstasy that she barely notices that he released her. He runs his hands up and down her arms a few times before settling them around his neck. "I need you, Imani."

She nods before whispering, "I'm yours." Erik growls hearing her speak those words and in a few swift movements, his pants are down around his ankles. He pulls her to the edge of the bed where he enters her in one long, deep stroke. "OMG DADDY!!!"

Imani wraps her thick thighs around Erik's hips as he finds a hard and fast rhythm. The pace he sets has the headboard hitting the side wall and Imani is just a puddle of nerves, mumbling and moaning incoherently. Erik's demanding strokes drive Imani into the bed, as he claims her in more than one way. "You. Are. Mine." A few more quick snaps of his hips and he is cumming; bringing Imani back over the edge with him.

He brings them both fully up onto the bed. His back on the headboard and Imani in front of him. Imani leans her head back onto his sweaty chest, rubbing her arms to make sure the circulation is returning properly. "You ok, pretty girl?" He leans down and kisses her shoulders.

"I'm good, Daddy." She turns to him and smiles. He meets her mouth with a quick, passionate kiss.

"I'm proud of you baby girl. You did so good tonight." She nods and closes her eyes.

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Imani wakes up later in Erik's bed, in one of his shirts. She does not recall anything about leaving the club. She looks over at Erik peacefully sleeping in a pair of boxers, his arm around her waist. She absently rubs her arms thinking of how Erik and her played earlier in the evening. Yes, he was different but she recognized all that he was doing as pure Erik. His Dom side didn't scare her like she thought it would; in fact, she enjoyed it more than anything. She felt safe with him and trusted him to not force her past her comfort level. And he did just that when they were playing. She turns in his arm towards his chest. Kissing his cheek and laying her head on him, "Thank you for a wonderful evening, Daddy."

Bringing her closer to him, "Always princess."