Jon Black's Woman (8 page)

A partner was what he’d wanted, and
it didn’t help that those around him kept finding their mates.
First Court discovered Sunny at their club, then Matt found Sakura
in Japan and she’d followed him to Montana where Ted had joined
them. He wanted someone to feel strongly about him, and he believed
the woman for him was Molly. Sitting back and simply being with her
had moved on to something bigger and stronger.

Earlier, when he told her he had
feelings for her, he hadn’t been completely honest. He knew it was
love, but he was getting used to the idea before he shared it with
her.

“You have a shower out
here?”

“Yah, I wanted to have a place that
was open and without any roofs or doors, to be whatever I wanted it
to be,” he offered as he led her through the tall grass towards his
teepee.

“It feels like a different world
behind the wall.”

“There’s over an acre back here, and
it’s exactly what I want,” he said as they stopped before his
canvas-covered structure. It had taken him no time to build once he
had all the pieces. Despite the time and work he’d put into it, the
structure hadn’t seemed real until he wrapped the white canvas
around it.

“It’s stunning out here. I look
forward to seeing it in daylight,” she told him while gripping his
hand.

“Don’t be afraid. I would never hurt
you.” He was firm and sure about what he said.

“I know, I think I’m more afraid of
the unknown.” While he watched, she closed her eyes and, from what
he could see, took a few deep breaths. There was no way he could
hold back the small smile twittering his lips. He loved her and was
incredibly pleased to have her in his life.

“Ready,” she whispered and her blue
eyes seemed to glow. Yes, it appeared she was ready for whatever
was about to happen.

Shifting the opening flap to the
side, he stepped in and went around lighting candles which were
protected by glass shields. In the old days they’d build a fire in
the center for heat and light cooking. He wasn’t going to, but
considered adding a wood burning stove for wintertime.

He’d think about it later, and he
turned around to see Molly standing in the teepee’s entrance. The
woman took his breath away. Jon watched as she walked around the
room, touching a kneeling bench before stopping before the
frame.

“With this one you’d lie down inside
the wood frame with your hands and feet secured. From there, I’d
run a feather across your body or drip wax on a nipple. What was
that?” He asked the question when she’d muttered
something.

Leaning down, he asked again what
she was saying and realized she quietly groaned “Please” over and
over again. Looking at her breasts, he noticed they were pebble
hard and knew she was excited, not afraid. Good, the lead up to
playing was looking good. He might as well get started in earnest.
Delaying the bulk of their scene would heighten her excitement, but
she didn’t need to tip over to the fearful side.

“We’ll do that another time.
Tonight, I’m going to secure your hands,” he told her as he opened
a drawer. Pulling out a couple of long leather straps, he showed
them to her and finished what he was saying. “I’ll use these to
secure your hands above your head using those hooks.” He pointed to
the thick center pole with two metal hooks about halfway
up.

She said nothing as she watched him
tie a loop in the middle of each strap and place it over the hook.
Under her focused attention, he tugged hard on each strip of
leather to show her they’d not let her go.

There were no words for what he was
feeling at the moment. As patiently as he could, he waited for her
to accept him and his kink. Jon didn’t know he’d been holding his
breath until she stepped up to him. Kissing her hard on the lips,
he made fast work of wrapping the straps around each arm. With her
back to the pole, her arms were pulled above her head securely, but
she could unwind them whenever she wanted.

“Feel all right?” Looking intently
at her hands, he waited for her to show they could move. He hadn’t
pulled anything tightly, but he wanted to make sure.

“Fine, I’m excited and curious about
what’s going to happen next.” She tried to smile, but it faltered
and instead her breathing sped up. He could tell because there was
no looking away from her chest with the bright red painted nipples.
They were where he planned to play tonight. Nothing too scary for
her, only pleasure was the desired outcome.

“I have something to tease your
nipples and stretch them out, pull them way out for me to enjoy,
and you do come. You ready to get kinky, flower?”

“Oh, yes,” she murmured while
squeezing her legs close together. Next time he’d need to secure
her feet with a spreader bar, but he had to remember to go slow.
There was no way he wanted to scare her into running.

Taking a minute, he went back to the
chest and removed the items he needed. Setting them on a table, he
carried it back with him, making sure she couldn’t see what was
there. The nipple twisters weren’t the most beautiful toys, but
they certainly looked better than the other options and they
worked.

Coming around in front of her, he
stood close enough that his hard-on poked her belly. Jon used his
thumb to softly rub her plump bottom lip as he looked for passion
to light her eyes. There was some, but he wanted to see fire.
Dipping his finger between her parted lips, he licked his lips as
she sucked him as if it were his cock.

There was a vein of naughty need
pumping through his woman. He would never get enough of seeing it
float to the surface.

“Soon I’ll fuck you, but first…” he
told her as his other hand slipped down to tease an already excited
nipple. They were constantly hard and pointing, but he wanted them
bigger and ready for attention. “I’m going to indulge my need for
your delightful nipples.”

The few words were the only warning
he offered before moving his mouth to surround the tip his finger
didn’t work over. With his teeth, tongue, and mouth, he worked the
tender nipples until they stood out. Surrounding one with his
mouth, he sucked hard, as if he could take the areole and all to
the back of his throat.

Humming with delight, he pressed the
nipple to the roof of his mouth with his tongue. Gentle seduction,
softness mixed with dirty passion, wasn’t how he normally possessed
a woman, but this one was different.

Swapping to the other nipple, his
finger pinched and pulled the one his mouth had played with seconds
before. While he enjoyed himself, Jon thought about how the next
step she would find pleasure in as well.

Biting and tugging one tight tip, he
reached around the pole to the table top and got some lubricant.
Squeezing a dollop onto his finger, he spread it over her nipple
and a little beyond. After he covered the other one with the lube,
he dipped a finger down between her legs.

Gasping, Molly’s eyes opened and
looked right at him. It was the first time they’d connected since
he’d secured her arms to the pole, and this time he found the fire
he’d been hoping to see. He dipped his digit into her pussy and
left it buried while cupping her mound.

“Spread your legs for me, lover. Let
me watch your need for me grow.” There was no delaying or
questioning, simply a small nod and her legs shifted apart. They
weren’t as wide as he would’ve liked, but it was definitely enough
for the moment.

Jon stepped close to her, reached
around her, and picked up one of the acrylic tubes with a sealed
plastic screw. Lifting the device, he put the opening over her
areole and started to twist the screw. He waited for her eyes to
register what he was doing, and only then did he explain what was
going to happen next.

“I’m going to place these over your
nipples and use the screws to take away air, pulling the tips out
even further and holding them there. I believe you’ll enjoy having
your nipples being pulled and held captive in a vacuum sealed
environment. It’s all right to come.” Lightly he laughed while
remembering her earlier challenge. “You have many more waiting for
a release. I’d never think of denying you an orgasm.”

Molly gasped at the first full
twisting motion he made. At the second turn her eyelids fluttered
before they drooped a bit. With the fifth full rotation she was
breathing deeply and by the ninth she was coming. He put his finger
inside her heat and was thrilled to be a part of her release. To
feel it while not completely lost to the eroticism of the moment
gave him a chance to take in other bits.

He found how her mouth opened to a
delicate o shape—intoxicating. Maybe next time he’d have her on her
knees and sucking his cock while he helped plump her nipples. The
other thing he noticed was how her eyes had remained opened,
although they were only slits. Maybe she didn’t want to lose their
connection, no matter how briefly.

While he hadn’t planned it, seeing
how she reacted had him pulling his finger from her pussy. After
sucking it clean, he kissed her and went to work putting the second
tub on and twisting it nine full times. He wanted her nipples to be
even and it meant ensuring he turned the device the same
amount.

Taking in the beauty of her chest
and looking through the clear tubes at her flesh being pulled, he
grinned big.

“Your nipples are stretched and look
sensitive,” he told her with a big dose of joy. Seeing them turned
him into the kid in a candy shop. He was surrounded by nothing
except goodies and treats.

Quickly he decided he wanted more
and stepped back to the storage chest. After a few seconds, he
found what he wanted—a similar tube to those on her nipples, but
thinner.

Carrying it back to where she fought
to catch a steady breath, he kneeled down and licked her somewhat
erect nub. Using his fingers, he fully uncovered the bundle and
sucked even harder. He batted at her clit with his tongue, tugged
on it with his teeth, then picked up the tube twister. Placing it
over the excited flesh, he made a few rotations and watched as her
nub was pulled in by the suction effect.

Her groan was delightful to hear
and, once he took his hand away from holding her opened, he dipped
two fingers inside her pussy. Molly was quivering and dripping, but
he wanted to see firsthand what happened when he twisted the screw.
He twisted the top on the clit tube a few more times and she broke
apart.

The orgasms she was experiencing
weren’t like the monumental one she’d had while they’d made love in
his bed. These were beautiful bursts of erotic energy.

With one and a half more twists,
putting her closer to the edge again, Jon stood up and turned each
plastic screw, pulling her nipples further into the tubes. With
five rotations, he looked at her closely and told her what he
believed was happening to her.

“You’re close to breaking again,
aren’t you?”

“Yes,” she moaned but kept her eyes,
small slits as they were, on him.

“Do you want to come?”

“No, not yet. I like it here,
hanging by a thread and surrounded by erotic naughtiness,” Molly
whispered with the aura of pleasure surrounding every word. To
reward her honesty, he reached down and gave the tube on her clit a
couple more twists. Her entire body quivered with need and he got
off on every shake. The need to take his own calming breath had him
pulling back and going to the table behind her.

Tugging on his rock hard cock, he
squeezed it and mentally talked himself down from coming. Usually
he would last much longer before the need to come overtook him, but
she was unlike any woman he’d been with before. She took him to new
places, radiating with desire, and he never wanted to
leave.

It took a few minutes to calm down
and think of where he wanted to go next with their passion. With a
plan in mind, he exhaled and came back around.

“Ready?” he asked and already knew
her answer.

“For anything you give me,” she told
him with a small smile.

With a nod, he kneeled in front of
her and rolled the thick rubber ring off the tube end until it
firmly surrounded her clit.

Releasing her bundle from the tube,
he leaned back and enjoyed the sight. Turned on by the bundle
standing strong like a tiny erect cock with a ring, he ran his
thumb over the protrusion. Her sharp, inhaled gasp had him looking
up at her face and he found her staring down at him.

Leaning over, he sucked her clit
into his mouth and closed his teeth over it. Tugging gently, her
hips bumped against his face. Figuring she was close to breaking,
he stood up.

“Almost there, flower. Soon we’ll
fuck, but first…” he stopped talking as he gave a few more twists
to the tubes covering her nipples until she stared at him with
widened eyes and mouth. “I won’t deny your need to come, but if you
hang on I promise you’ll be rewarded with a glorious
climax.”

It was a big promise, but she was
responsive and her body and mind were almost there. Jon had a
strong feeling she was going to explode if she waited until he came
inside her pussy.

With her nod, he carefully released
the screws and removed the tubes from her breasts.