Page 16 of Tied up in Knots (Gummy Bear Orgy #4)

Otherwise, my balls are going to implode

It takes nearly forty-five minutes for me to get Bambi properly tied in my ropes. I may have gotten distracted a time or two by her nipples, the swell of her breast, the curve of her hip and ass. I already knew exactly what knots and patterns I was going to use on her before I arrived.

Diamonds down her front, framing her perfect tits, a lead tied to the center knot right between her breasts.

Her arms are bound at her side, restrained completely and anchored to her hips instead of her back.

I didn’t want to hurt her shoulders and wasn’t completely sure of her flexibility and circulation.

I didn’t want to risk hurting her. Especially since I plan on leaving those on for a while.

Her legs are bent at the knee with a ladder of knots trailing up her outer thigh, holding her calf to her thigh, forcing her to remain in one position.

She looks beautiful like this, and my cock has been straining with the erection of the millennium throughout.

I’ve never had a woman so thoroughly restrained.

My caerulean ropes striping her skin from neck to ankle are beautiful.

I have the sneaking suspicion they wouldn’t look as perfect on any other woman, only her. Only my Bambi.

“Perfect,” I whisper reverently. “How do you feel?”

Bambi sucks in a breath and her tits press against the ropes as her chest rises, the bonds forcing her to arch her back just enough to extend her chest out in the most enticing way.

“Wet. Horny,” she answers unexpectedly.

I thought she would say something like, okay, restrained, tight or something along those lines. Not wet and horny. Although the evidence of her arousal glistens between her parted thighs.

God, I want to fuck her like this. Would she let me? Either way I need something. Otherwise, my balls are going to implode.

Standing in front of her, I stroke myself, relieving the tiniest bit of pressure. In this position her mouth is perfectly aligned with my groin. Without thought I tell her to open her mouth, and she obeys. Her soft pink lips parting and tongue already reaching for my length.

She really is perfect. Why the fuck did I stay away again?

She’s always been there for me throughout the years.

Made me smile when the weight of the world wanted to force me down.

Accepted me no matter how many times I got arrested.

She even stayed my friend when I slept around like a harlot to pay for the restoration of my boat.

She doesn’t know that’s why I did it though, and she never will.

I’d rather her see me as a horn dog than a dick for hire.

Even now as I reveal to her my most inner twisted desires, she doesn’t even flinch. She goes willingly, wantonly.

I just wish this realization came at a better time. Like ten years ago, when I could have started something meaningful with her. Built something resembling a life here. Not now. Now that I’ve kept her out of my heart for so long and can finally escape my family forever. But maybe?

All thoughts flee as soon as her lips connect with my cock. Swallowing inches of me as I slide inside her hungry mouth. She sucks and hums around my shaft, finally giving me some real relief. The feel of her taking my cock has my mind blanking and my body relaxing.

I look down at her, gathering her ponytail in one hand as she glides up and down my length.

Arms tied to her sides, legs immobilized and spread wide.

I watch her body strain against my ropes as she continues sucking me down her throat.

She can’t take all of me, but that doesn’t matter.

She takes as much of me as she can, and when I feel my head bump the back of her throat, I make sure to pull back so she doesn’t choke or gag. But I can’t stop my hips from shifting.

With her ponytail of red locks still gripped in one hand I reach for the leash I created at her chest, coiling the rope around my hand and wrist. Gripping the fibers in my fist I use the tension to pull her closer, effectively forcing my cock further down her throat.

Bambi’s doing so well, breathing through her nose and sucking on my cock every time I allow her to pull away. Tonguing my tip and treating it like a sugary lollipop.

My head drops back, and I stare unseeing at the ceiling. Focusing on the feeling of her in my hands and on my dick. The slick slide of her tongue and slight scrape of her teeth. The rope tightening in my grip as I pull her closer and hold her there.

“Fuck that feels good.” I release the tension on the rope and allow her to pull off my cock. She sucks in deep breaths and licks her lips. “Does my good girl want to feel good too?”

Her fingers dig into the comforter at her sides, the only movement she’s currently capable of.

“Yes, please.”

“Very well. Since you asked so nicely.”

Unwinding the rope from my fist I let it fall and rest at her side. Should I tease her while she’s in this position? Or should I release her legs? Decisions, decisions.

I decide on untying her legs. She’s not used to being in this position and for the first attempt, I think that was more than enough time. Her arms and torso however stay bound.

The ropes come away faster and easier than they went on, leaving slight indentations on her freckled pale skin.

I can’t help it and reach between her thighs, stroking her center and clit as I move from one leg to the other.

She moans in appreciation and sways forward.

Maybe next time I’ll keep her legs restrained and her arms free.

What the fuck am I thinking? If I leave, there won’t be a next time. But if she comes with me…

As soon as her legs are free, she stretches them out and lets them dangle over the edge of the bed.

“How do they feel? Did you lose any feeling or circulation?” I ask while rubbing her muscles gently, loosening the tension there from the position, as I kneel between them.

“I feel wonderful.”

Scooting forward, she uses the only part of her available and wraps her legs wide around my sides.

My hands slide the length of her from knee to ribs, tracing the lines of rope as I go.

Pressing her back to lay down, since she doesn’t have her arms for balance.

Her legs go over my shoulders and I pull her ass to the very edge of the bed and bury my face between her thighs, licking at her arousal and sucking her clit.

Bambi moans loudly but I barely hear it with her thighs squeezing my head like earmuffs.

I press her thighs apart and slip a hand in to stroke at her entrance, holding her legs open with my elbows to keep her from smothering me with her delicious pussy.

Not that I wouldn’t mind dying while licking her, but I have more to do tonight.

I keep my mouth on her clit and my tongue in her pussy until she comes with a scream, her juices coating my lips.

“I’m not done with you yet,” I tell her.

Standing, I pull Bambi’s pliant body up from the bed by her harness and make sure she’s steady on her feet.

“Time to make you scream with my cock now.”

~Raelyn~

Not having the use of my hands or arms is such a rush.

Being at the complete mercy and control of Warren stokes my desire even higher than before.

I wanted to dig my fingers into his hair as he ate my pussy but couldn’t.

I couldn’t pull him closer or twist his head to the side, I just had to take his attentions as he gave them.

And boy oh boy did he give it. He didn’t need any redirecting or instruction.

The man knew exactly where to lick, suck and stroke, fast and slow. My orgasm nearly blinded me.

Even after all that he’s still going to make me come again with his cock. Which I am looking forward to.

Using the rope still bound around my torso and arms, he directs me to where he wants me. Which is exactly where I want to be. Turning me around he gently guides me to my knees on the bed, holding me up by the back of the ropes.

“Bend over now, and I’ll hold you up.”

He wants me to go doggy style without using my hands and arms for support?

Well, this should be interesting. I do as he says, slowly leaning forward and spreading my knees farther apart for better balance.

I thought I would fall flat on my face, but Warren holds me steady with the ropes which puts a pleasurable pressure everywhere they touch.

Holding me at an angle but not as far as I would be were my hands free.

“That’s it Bambi.”

The way he praises me using my pet name, has me whimpering and shamelessly presenting my ass to him, hoping he’ll fuck me soon. Thankfully I don’t have to wait long. The head of his cock presses against my wet opening and slides in easily, stretching me to full.

With one fluid thrust he sheaths his entire length inside me.

“Fuck. Warren!” I cry out his name as I feel his balls press hard against my throbbing clit. “Oh god.”

The combination of sensations has my body and brain going into overload as he begins to fuck me from behind. His thick cock pulling out and filling me each time. The sound of our bodies joining and slapping is almost as erotic as the rope still bound around me.

“You look perfect like this. Tied up in my ropes, at my will. Fuck yes,” he groans. His hand and the ropes dig into my flesh as he holds me and pulls me back onto his cock with a loud slap.

He continues his punishing pace, no longer able to restrain himself after the near hour of teasing.

I don’t mind. After the first orgasm my body is soft and warm and already starting to coil and tighten for my next climax.

I don’t know how he coaxes them from my body so easily.

I can’t even make myself come as easily as he can.

Tingles race up my spine and my pussy clenches around his length.

Just listening to him grunt and groan as he thrusts into me has my nipples hardening painfully.

I wish I could reach up and pinch them. But I can’t, and that added heightening of desire has my orgasm creeping up quickly, my legs shaking and my breaths coming out quick and short.

“Warren, I’m gonna come again. I can’t stop it, it’s too much.”

“Don’t stop it, let it happen. Come on me. Let me feel it.”

On a whimpering cry my orgasm crashes and ripples through me. Every part of my body sensitized and vibrating with pleasure.

“Oh Jesus, yes. You’re like a vice around my cock. Fuck. Here it comes.”

With a growl and groan, Warren presses his hips flush to my ass and holds still deep inside me. His cock pulsing out his release and I can feel it throb and twitch, his hot cum coating my insides. I’ve never felt anything so intense in my life.

My body shivers as he gives me one last thrust, before every muscle relaxes and goes limp. If it weren’t for Warren holding me up, I would have face planted in my comforter and died of asphyxiation, because I have absolutely no strength left in my body.

Warren gingerly pulls out and pulls me up right, holding me around my waist. My head lulls back against his chest and he turns my face to seal his lips over mine. He tastes of sweat and sex, and I lap it up as our tongue tangle.

“Come on, let’s get you out of those ropes before we both pass out.”