Diary of a Submissive Cuckold - Part 2 (Patreon)

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“You’re so hard,” Sophie said as she ran her fingers up the underside of my shaft.

It was our third date and I was handcuffed to her bed. She’d bound my wrists and my ankles. I’m willing to admit I was a little nervous. We didn’t know each other all that well and I was completely at her mercy. It’s not like you can break out of a pair of handcuffs with ease, after all.

We’d spent a solid fifteen minutes making out and that had put me in a place where I was more than happy to let Sophie handcuff me to her bed. She’d stripped me naked and played with my cock before asking to put me in bondage and I couldn’t resist. Plus, how could I say no to a dominant girl that wanted to have a little fun with me?

As soon as the last handcuff clicked shut Sophie laid next to me. She was still fully dressed and she had on this satin tank top that felt spectacular against my skin. We kissed more, only now she was slowly stroking my cock as her tongue ventured in and out of my mouth. It was tremendously pleasurable and it happened to be my first experience with bondage.

That first time convinced me of the appeal of being bound. Sophie happened to be a good partner, too. I now know that the experience in bondage depends almost entirely on the person that has cuffed you, tied you up, put you in a device, etc, but back then I only knew what I’d seen in videos. As it turned out, I was in good hands with Sophie as she intended on making me her plaything and the bondage was part of it.

Anyway, it was while we were kissing and she was playing with my cock that she commented on how hard I was. She was right, too. I was hard as a rock. The teasing plus the kinky nature of the handcuffs certainly contributed to my erection.

“Are you hard for me?” she asked.

“I am,” I replied. “You have no idea how turned on I am right now.”

Sophie smiled. “Oh, I have some idea. You’re cock is dripping precum, after all.” She looked down my torso and stared at my erection while playing with my balls. “The head looks so angry, like your cock is demanding that I let you cum. Do you want to cum, Tyler?”

“Yes, I do,” I answered. I’d never wanted to cum so badly.

“You know that you don’t get to cum unless I make you cum, don’t you? You know that you’re mine now that you’re cuffed to my bed,” Sophie informed me.

I couldn’t help but smile as I felt my cock throb with delight. “Yes, I know,” I said.

“You like that, don’t you?” she asked.

She squeezed my balls in a possessive manner and I winced before answering, “I do.”

“Suck on my tongue,” Sophie said before kissing me.

She pushed her tongue into my mouth and I sucked dutifully as she squeezed the head of my cock and offered swift, short strokes that felt stunningly good. It was the first time I’d ever sucked on a girl’s tongue – before that it had always been standard French kissing – and it was surprisingly erotic, especially since Sophie had demanded it.

When she pulled back there was a gleeful smile on her face. I felt like I’d done a good job, like sucking on her tongue had pleased the cute girl that had me bound to her bed.

Sophie sat up and pulled off her shirt, revealing a semi-sheer bra that showed off her nipples. Of course I couldn’t help but stare. They were hard, which I took as a good sign.

Much to my delight, Sophie reached back and unhooked her bra, setting her wondrously perky breasts free.

“Do you like my breasts, Tyler?” she asked.

“I do,” I replied. “They’re beautiful.” They were round and remarkably perky and I desperately wished I wasn’t cuffed to her bed so I could reach up and play with them.

Sophie noticed my fascination and it brought a smile to her face. “You’d like to touch them, wouldn’t you?” she asked.

I nodded vigorously. I know it’s so predictably male to be utterly enchanted with a pair of breasts, but they were beautiful, I was insanely aroused, and Sophie was topless with a big smile on her face. I absolutely, positively wanted to touch her breasts. I wanted to kiss them and suck on them.

Sophie smiled as she leaned over and placed her hands on either side of my head. I stared at her breasts as they approached my face. I was certain she was going to grant me the pleasure of kissing her soft, milky white flesh. I caught a whiff of perfume emanating from her skin and it sent me to a heavenly place.

Sophie’s breasts got close enough to my face that I could feel the warmth of her body emanating from them. They didn’t come any closer, though. She teased me without letting me touch her. She tempted me with the prospect of kissing her beautiful breasts and then she denied me.

Sophie did grant me the pleasure of rubbing her breasts on my chest and stomach as she moved down my body. It was heavenly. I felt goose bumps rush down my legs as she went along and my cock throbbed painfully.

For a moment I entertained the idea that Sophie was going to take my cock between her breasts and treat me to my first ever titjob. She did not, though. Instead, she sat up just before reaching my cock, once again denying me a pleasure I craved (are you sensing a theme?).

Sophie wrapped her fingers around the base of my cock and looked up at me. She looked joyful. I didn’t really understand it then, but now I know that she was a dominant woman having the time of her life. She was in complete control of a submissive man who’d willingly accepted her handcuffs and given himself over to her. She got off on that sense of control and it just so happened that I got off on surrendering to her.

“You’re so hard,” she said.

“You’re so beautiful,” I replied. “And so fucking sexy.” I was far more aroused than when she’d first uttered those three words. It felt like I was bordering on insanity, which was more thrilling than I expected.

Sophie’s lips approached my cock and my pulse raced. It was incredible that the expectation of receiving pleasure could make me feel that way, but that’s absolutely what it was. Even the smallest chance that she would take me in her mouth drove me wild.

Instead, Sophie gently kissed the tip of my cock. It still felt incredible. To feel her soft, perfect lips against my cock was an absolute treat and I moaned in kind.

She ran her fingers up my shaft and squeezed the head. A sizable drop of precum appeared and Sophie extended her tongue and licked up the shiny, clear liquid. She smiled and crawled towards me. Her lips met mine and she pushed her tongue into my mouth. I sucked on it like I suspected she wanted me to. She moaned and I did the same as I tasted my precum.

Sophie moved down my body once again. Her breasts brushed against my chest and stomach once again. This time she moved right out of the bed and offered up a surprisingly sexy little dance as she unzipped her skirt and pulled down her panties. Just like that we were both naked.

Sophie crawled into the bed once more. I couldn’t help but hope that she was going to take me inside her. I knew it wasn’t likely – sex didn’t seem to be the end goal of the evening – but I still hoped Sophie might sit on my cock.

“You want me, don’t you?” Sophie asked.

“I do,” I said while nodding vigorously.

Sophie sat up on her knees and reached between her legs. I watched two fingers slide into her pussy and listened to her moan. She was clearly turned on – she was way too wet not to be aroused – and it gave me hope. Perhaps she’d want to fuck me. Perhaps she’d want to sink her pussy down onto my cock and take me deep inside her.

With a smile on her face Sophie crawled towards me. Unfortunately, she bypassed my cock before sitting on my chest. Her pussy felt impossibly warm and wet as it rested against my skin. All I could think about was how good it would feel on my cock as I held out hope that she’d grant me the pleasure of being inside her before the night was over.

“I can do anything I want with you,” she said. “Anything at all.”

“Yes, you can,” I agreed.

Sophie reached out and grabbed a handful of my hair. Her grip was tight and surprisingly strong and I felt just a little bit of pain, which was actually kind of arousal. She slid back until her ass rested just below my stomach. My cock felt the warmth emanating from her skin. It was so close to her pussy and yet it felt like I was so far from having sex with her.

When Sophie reached between her legs with her free hand I thought for sure she was going to grab my cock and place it between her pussy lips. She didn’t, though. The look on her face made it seem like she was masturbating. When her fingers returned they were soaked in her juices, confirming my suspicion that she’d engaged in self-pleasure.

Sophie delicately ran her fingers over my lips, coating them in a thin layer of her juice. She held my gaze the entire time and I watched a smile slowly break across her face.

“Taste me,” she whispered when she was finished.

I licked my lips clean. Her juices tasted sweet. “You’re delicious,” I said.

Sophie offered a quick, passionate kiss and penetrated me with her tongue. She moaned like she was getting fucked, which made my cock ache with desire.

The moment the kiss ended Sophie penetrated my mouth with her slick fingers. She pushed them towards the back of my throat and I nearly gagged before she pulled back.

Sophie smiled as she pushed her fingers in and out of my mouth. She seemed to find a great sense of delight in the fact that I was willing to open up for her. I was her plaything and to be honest, it thrilled me.

After pulling her fingers from my mouth Sophie moved with surprising swiftness to sit on my face. She dragged her body up my chest and dropped her pussy onto my mouth while grabbing a handful of my hair and pulling up. Just like that I was being smothered by this beautiful girl.

“Taste me,” she said.

I put my tongue to work like a good submissive is supposed to. I pushed into her pussy to taste her juices. I licked her clit. I listened to Sophie moan as she rode my face with surprising force. It was like the gentle, teasing woman that had brought me to a state of intense desire had receded into the background so this forceful goddess could claim the orgasm she desired.

When Sophie closed her eyes and threw her head back I knew she was close to an orgasm. When she pulled my hair harder and her thighs clamped down around my face it was clear she was on the verge of a climax.

“I’m cumming,” she said in a voice laced with a wild, wondrous kind of lust. “I’m cumming!”

Her climax was long and beautiful. Juice from her pussy dripped into my mouth, down my cheeks, and over my chin. She soaked me. It was astonishing.

Sophie slid backwards and sat across my chest with a smile on her face. “That was lovely,” she said.

I, of course, was still bound to her bed with a painfully stiff erection. Sophie smiled at me as she reached back and touched that erection. She teased it with her fingers, running them up and down the underside and paying particular attention to the head. It wasn’t anywhere near enough teasing to cum, but it felt awfully good.

“You’re so hard,” she said once more.

“You’re a goddess,” I said. “I can’t help but stay hard.”

Sophie flashed a sweet smile and spun around. She backed up and dropped her marvelous ass right onto my face. I started licking her asshole immediately. I figured she wanted me to if she was sitting on my face like that. She moaned as my tongue moved back and forth over her hole, so I guess I was doing something right.

“You are such a naughty boy,” Sophie said.

She lowered a little more of her weight onto my face, making it impossible for me to do anything but eat her ass. It was the first time I’d ever licked a girl’s asshole. It was the first time a girl had ever sat on my face in that way. It was utterly blissful. I’m telling you, it was the most amazing experience. It felt dirty and naughty and splendid in so many ways and it really triggered all those submissive desires that live inside me.

Then Sophie wrapped her fingers around my cock and stroked me. She gave me a beautiful handjob while I worshiped her ass and all of it was made so much hotter because I was handcuffed to her bed and unable to do anything but lie there and be her toy.

The faster she stroked me the faster my tongue moved over her asshole. She spit on the head of my cock and lubed my shaft. The handjob got louder and slipperier and it felt so fucking good.

“Your tongue feels so good,” she said. “Who knew you’d be such an eager little ass eater?”

I certainly didn’t know. And yet, when she dropped her ass onto my face I couldn’t help but eat her out. I couldn’t stop myself. It felt so splendidly naughty that I had to.

“Keep licking,” Sophie said. “Keep eating my ass while I make you feel good.”

She stroked me with one hand and played with my balls with the other and I felt a sense of bliss envelop my loins. It was the most aroused I’d ever been in my life up to that point. It was the kind of submission-fueled desire that reinforced the idea that I needed kink in my life to feel the kind of pleasure that made me truly happy.

Then, just as I felt the beginnings of my climax arrive, Sophie released my cock. She sat up and dropped most of her weight onto my face as I experienced my first ruined orgasm. I felt the cum spilling from the tip of my cock. I felt my balls pulsing as they spilled my seed. I did not, unfortunately, feel the pleasure that typically comes with an orgasm. All I did was make a mess. I came without really getting to cum, since the pleasure is what men are really looking for when they get off.

Sophie laughed as I struggled beneath her ass. I wanted to jerk off to achieve that pleasure. I wanted to feel the joys of an orgasm. I was cuffed, though. I couldn’t do anything other than spill my seed without feeling any of the pleasure.

“How was that?” Sophie asked after she climbed off my face.

“It wasn’t an orgasm,” I said.

“I’m afraid it was,” she said. “Look at all the cum you spilled into your pubic hair.”

I looked down and saw the mess I’d made. I had cum. I just didn’t get to feel it.

“I ruined your orgasm,” she said with a smile. It was the first time I’d heard the term ‘ruined orgasm.’ It was not a phrase I was particularly interested in hearing at that moment.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because it turns me on to ruin a man’s orgasm,” she said. “Because it really turns me on to do it while that man is cuffed to my bed.”

It was the genuine joy on her face that helped me get over my frustration. Sophie was happy. Ruining my orgasm had brought her a sense of pleasure and I was okay with that.

“I guess that’s a good reason,” I said.

“Yes, it is, and now I’m going to reward you by letting you make me cum again,” she said.

Sophie straddled my face, dropped her pussy onto my mouth, and let me go to work once more. It took a little longer for her to cum the second time, but she got there and I felt genuinely satisfied at getting to make her cum once again.

I spent more time than I would have expected in bondage as Sophie took a shower, made a snack, and watched TV before letting me loose. I don’t know if she was testing me – I didn’t start screaming or thrashing – but when she let me out Sophie invited me to spend the night, which I was more than happy to do. Even better, she gave me a handjob and a genuine orgasm the next morning. All told it was a pretty perfect night, and while my relationship with Sophie didn’t last, the memories from that night will last forever.