Chapter 5

"Just relax, and take a deep breath," Andrew said in a slow, calm, hypnotic voice.

"We will continue until your body gets used to the stimulation," he spoke in a devilish voice "or until you pass out from the pleasure shooting throughout your body and mind," he let out a chuckle.

At this moment in time, Andrew had Anita tied up and spread eagle on his bed; her size DD breast was bonded individually as they jutted up and away from her heaving chest. Her tits at this moment were defying gravity thanks to the ropes skillfully wrapped around her inflamed breast. Gracing her nipples were belled-shaped nipple clamps that jingled from every movement she made in her mindless struggle. Anita tried her hardest to balance out the acute pain but also the intense pleasure flowing throughout her mind and body; she knew if she tapped out, she may never experience such contrasting sensations again.

Between her rounded thighs, she sported a clitoris vibrator that was bathed in her nectar, her juices gushed from between her swollen honeypot. All the while Andrew looked on in satisfaction at her reactions, respecting the fact that she still didn't tap out.

"Anita, are you still with me," Andrew said, running his index finger down her nose and landing on her beautiful, plump, swollen lips that were blocked and stretched, anticipating the moment when he could insert himself between her lips instead.

"Just take a calming breath through your nose for a bit until I get your mouth free," said Andrew as reached behind her head to loosen the straps that were connected to a pink ball gag that rested snuggly in her lovely mouth. If he hadn't put the ball gag on her, she would have already screamed out at the fierce feeling coursing throughout her body, alerting his subordinates, who were adamant about protecting him at all times. Everybody in this household had good hearing, but as long as Anita was not screaming at the top of her lungs, they wouldn't hear even with their enhanced hearing.

"Now tell me Anita, and I want you to listen very closely because this is the only time I will give you the chance to run away from me. Do you want to continue, or do you wish to call it quits?" Andrew said, looking Anita into her half-closed delirious eyes.

"Because if you choose to stay I will continue inflicting pain and pleasure onto your body until I take you," he said while groping a feel on his now raging hard-on, which was clearly outlined through his pants.

"Now make your choice," he said in a throaty growl squeezing his hard-on.

"Stay and get the deep fucking that you are craving or leave and always think, what if."

Anita after taking a breather, and getting her mind right answered "Sir please let me continue, this is the first time I have ever felt such an amazing feeling running through my body, I believed before that I was incapable of orgasms so please don't stop sir," Anita said with tears rolling down her cheeks, she couldn't understand even to this day why she cried, maybe her emotion was too heighten or maybe something in her very soul snapped. Even though her body was bonded tightly in ropes Anita still felt a sense of freedom that she had never felt before in her 33 years of life.

Anita laid spread on the bed as her master nibbled on one of her breasts while playing with the bell clamp on the other. Slick was pouring from Anita soaking the bed sheet beneath her and running between her derriere which aroused Andrew at the sight, so he decided to get an up and close view and taste the slick oozing from her pussy. He first slid his lips from her breast then to her gaping mouth, running his tongue in between Anita's parted lips, a ravenous hunger gripped his being as he gripped her buxom hips in between his strong large hands, he wanted to imprint his very image into her head, hopefully, with his image imprinted in her mind she might be open to meeting up again because he couldn't get enough of her body. He curled his tongue around hers, sucking it into his mouth, then ran his tongue across her upper then bottom lips, lapping at her tongue one more time before he pulled away with a devastating grin on his lips.

Looking at Anita's breasts and how they jutted out, preventing him from encircling her in his arms, he decided to give her breasts a rest. He removed the presoaked ropes from around her breast and hands, deciding instead to keep her feet tied to the bedboard, knowing if he didn't, he would fight with his hands, as she wouldn't be able to keep her legs open, during their entanglement.

He massaged her now sensitive breast in his big hands, tweaking at her swollen nipple now and again but still mainly focused on the aftercare for Anita's breast, helping the blood flow. As she started to calm down, he asked her, "Are you calmed enough thus far? I don't want to cause you to faint just yet," he said with a chuckle.

While staring into Anita's hazy eyes, Andrew removed one hand away from her breast, his callous hand roughly scratching at her delicate skin; his hand stopped on her plump hips, caressing it, and squeezing her hips, watching as his finger sank into her flesh. His hand continued to make its way downward until he reached her still soaking-wet pussy. Andrew thrust his large finger into Anita, meeting no resistance as her pussy was beyond lubricant by her cum; he curled his finger inside her dripping, moist, heated opening. Anita withered on the bed, grasping at his forearm to remove him from her body as the sensation was just too much for her. Anita's spine arched, and her toes curled as he thrust his finger in and out of her, loosening her and then adding another finger alongside the one that was already being thrust inside her convulsing opening until he finally made her reach nirvana again. Her juices glistened on his fingers and palm, the smell tantalizing him.

As he removed his fingers away from her, Anita heard sucking sounds; in curiosity, she raised her head from the pillow, shocked to see her master for the night sucking at his finger like he just finished a delicious meal. All the while, he looked into her eyes with no shame, and being the shameless master he was, he dipped his finger into her again, causing her to toss her head back with a shudder. Finally, he couldn't help himself and decided to slurp the honey directly from her blooming flower. He lapped at her folds and pressed on her clitoris vibrator before finally plunging his tongue directly into her womanly fold. Andrew plunged and roamed his tongue deep into her pussy, at last backing up to lick the slick rolling down between her buttocks removing the rope silently from her ankles, lapping at her winking hole before returning to her sweet honeyed pussy. Anita groaned flexing her buttocks and digging her heels into the bed pushing her lower lips harder against her master's mouth wanting his tongue to go deeper into her, at this time Anita had finally lost herself completely to pleasure, she wasn't even self-conscious about her jiggling hips and thigh that rippled as she struggled in her pleasure, all she wanted was for her master to give her more pleasure.

"Take what you need baby,” he mumbled. Seeing her face struggle between rejection one moment and begging for more the next. Especially after he removed her clit vibrator to wrap his lips around her swollen clit.