Chapter 70

Jack

Shuddering in my arms, Juno came down from the orgasm I'd just given her. It had been a reward of sorts. It had been a long time since I'd woken up with anyone's mouth on my cock, and it had felt so good.

I'd made sure she was rewarded, pleasured for behaving the way I wanted. A part of me felt manipulative for it, but it also felt good. We were made for each other, her body responding to me. And I wasn't done.

I wanted her tied up and helpless before me, but I knew she was reluctant. That meant working up to it. And I was pretty sure it needed to be approached at least a little before the others left. That meant I had just over twenty-four hours.

When I thought she was calm again but buzzed from the orgasm I'd just given her, I rolled her slowly over onto her front, going with her and pinning her beneath me.

She yielded, giving me control easily enough that I was emboldened. I kissed her neck a few times and slid my hands underneath her, gently stroking her breasts and getting her heated again.

When I felt her relax some more and her nipples grow hard between my fingers, I brought my mouth to her ear.

"I want to blindfold you again," I whispered, not including what I wanted to add next.

She exhaled but gave me a quick nod despite tensing up. I went to the wardrobe, pulled out a bandanna to use as a blindfold again, and quickly robbed her of sight.

"Comfortable?" I asked.

"Yes."

"Good. Now, are you going to yield to me and let me have your body?" I asked, reaching for my shirt from the night before.

"Yes," she replied, and my cock throbbed with anticipation.

Grinning at what I planned to do to her, how I was going to take her a little deeper, I got back on top of her, pushing her legs apart so she was completely vulnerable.

With one hand, I grabbed her wrists and pushed them up above her head. She continued to yield, my cock pressed between her ass cheeks.

For a moment, I hesitated there. This could go wrong if I didn't keep her calm, but I wanted this, and I knew she needed some help getting past her fear.

Gently, I looped the fabric of my shirt around her wrists, twisting it so it was almost rope-like. Instantly, she pulled her arms away, and I let her.

"Trust me," I said. "You'll be able to pull your hands out if you really want to, but it will get you used to the sensation and feel of it."

My words seemed to calm her, and I felt myself relax along with her. I wanted this. I needed her to let me push her further.

Slowly, she reached her wrists back up of her own accord, and I exhaled, fighting to keep my heartbeat slow and my own body calm. She was making me hot and hard, the desire to show she trusted me despite her fears making me want to just fuck her hard while she was so helpless already.

I already knew I could have done anything to her if I wanted to, but she was reluctant to be tied up. I knew I needed to push her for it.

When she was still and her breathing had calmed a little again, I looped the T-shirt around her wrists once more. It was loose, so loose that it wouldn't stop her from moving at all. Bringing the two ends together, I twisted them around each other a little.

Pausing, I waited for her to relax again, each movement making her tense. I added two more twists, knowing it was still loose enough she could have pulled her hands out, and I told her so.

I could feel her starting to shake beneath me and knew I needed to find a way to relax her.

"Pull them out again," I told her, my voice commanding.

She did as she was bid, having to tug a little harder but able to pull her wrists out.

Sighing the tension out of her body, she immediately lifted them back, and as I made it looser again, she slipped them back inside the makeshift rope.

Having her right where I wanted her, I tightened the loop a second time, taking it a little further. At the same time, I reached between her legs, touching her most intimate areas and immediately playing with her clit.

She moaned, wetness forming between her thighs.

With the other hand, I continued to slowly tighten the bonds around her arms until I knew she'd not be able to get out even if she wanted to.

Unaware, she moaned beneath me, her pussy slick and ready for my cock. I twisted the bond a tiny bit more, a part of me hoping she'd notice I'd gone further and put her entirely at my mercy.

She shifted her wrist slightly as I pulled my fingers away from her cunt and prepared to fuck her while she was helpless beneath me.

"Have you made it tighter?" she asked, her voice higher pitched.

Not responding, I thrust my cock into her.

I had made it tighter. She might as well have been wearing the handcuffs, and I was so turned on by it I could think of almost nothing but fucking her as hard as I could.

"Jack?" she said, a hint of fear in her voice despite my pulling out of her and thrusting back inside.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, trying to steer her away from her panic. "Does my cock feel good inside you?"

"It doesn't hurt at all," she replied.

"Good, kitten. Now, shh, and enjoy being mine."

I watched her open her mouth as if she was going to object, but I grabbed her breast with the other hand, twisting her nipple and making her gasp.

Wanting to distract her, to make her know she was supposed to yield and let me continue, I continued to stroke and pinch her nipples, alternating between gentle pleasure and pain.

At the same time, I continued to thrust into her, taking her and enjoying every minute despite having pushed her into it. I could feel her getting wetter and tighter around me as she enjoyed what I was doing, even if she hadn't initially been willing.

She wasn't saying no or trying to get me to stop, and while she was yielding, I was going to enjoy having her at my mercy.

Pushing aside the slight guilt I felt, I enjoyed taking her, her body helpless beneath mine as I picked up the pace. Juno was mine completely, submitted to me and unable to stop me from doing as I pleased.

It felt good to be in such control, and I was soon rising toward my own orgasm. I never got to decide if I wanted to try and hold it back, the enjoyment of having her bound and helpless tipping me over the edge.

I moaned as I came deep inside her, filling her with my cum and claiming her entirely. Although I couldn't tell if I'd given her an orgasm or not, my own enjoyment having consumed my thoughts, I gently slid out of her and reached for her clit again.

While I was coming back down, I rubbed her sensitive nub, making her moan. She tried to pull her hands from the bonds almost immediately and found that she couldn't.

"Jack?" she said. "Are you going to let me go?"

"That depends," I replied. "I don't want to. Not yet. I like having you helpless."

It was the closest to confirmation I was going to give her that I'd pushed her harder than I'd promised.

For a moment, I watched her, my fingers working her clit and distracting her, making it hard for her to think about anything other than the pleasure. It bypassed her objections as she rose toward another orgasm of her own, and I grinned, my cock already hardening.

It had worked.

Juno was mine to fuck exactly how and when I pleased, and she knew it.