Angel of Love

Adam kept his hands at his sides, fidgeting with the edge of the bed-sheets now that he could no longer do the same with his t-shirt. He was sitting there, stark naked and waiting for his girlfriend to come out of the bathroom while trying his best not to feel ridiculous and self-conscious.

He knew he looked fairly good, he worked out and took care of himself, but the fact that he was just sitting there, exposed like a piece of meat, his eyes covered by a blindfold while Evelyn took her sweet time getting ready was making him hyperaware of every little thing. Although what weirded him out the most was how his legs and balls felt unnaturally nude after having shaven them, following her request.

He knew he nicked his skin a few times, he was not used to it, and he wasn't sure he hadn't missed some spots since it wasn't exactly easy to look at himself – he remembered how he kept contorting his body in all sorts of humiliating poses in front of the mirror. No doubt she'd have laughed her ass off if she'd seen him then. Not exactly what one would call sexy.

It unnerved him, not knowing what she would say or do. Sure, she'd seen him naked plenty of times before and they weren't exactly trying out that whole kink stuff from scratch. They had played around with restraints before and she had shown him she could act pretty bossy in bed.

But this? He wasn't exactly sure of how to feel about it. Not that he hated the idea, Hell, he'd been the one suggesting they take it further, but that didn't mean he still didn't have... well, hang-ups more than full-blown doubts.

There was something emasculating about it, he guessed that was the thing. It shouldn't have felt that way but he still couldn't help but feel like he was losing face, like she'd treat him like less of a man on a daily after that.

However, once he finally heard the bathroom door open he did his best to push those thoughts aside. He could always call quits on it, he told himself.

With that thought calming him down some, he straightened his back and let go of the sheets, letting his palms lie flat against the mattress. His heart was thumping in his ears, still he could hear the soft click of her heels as she moved across the room. He had expected her to come to the bed but instead she went to the side first, turning on the stereo and putting on some music.

Click, click, click... Adam could hear her move past him next, opening her drawer to take Hell-knew-what from it. A part of him couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry, but when his heartbeat sped up he knew it wasn't because he was scared.

Click, click, click, click. Now she was in front of him. Her hand made contact with his face, tilting his chin up and then pushing his face from side to side, her fingernails lightly digging into his skin.

“Hmm. Good job, pet”, she praised him, brushing her knuckles across his jawline and sending warm shivers down his spine. “Did you get it all smooth down there too, like I asked?”.

“I... yes”. He had to take a deep breath before replying, not quite finding his voice for a moment. He loved it when she called him 'pet'. He also loved the way her fingernails were trailing down his smooth chest, faintly scratching his skin, and he had to hold back from telling her she could press harder if she wanted.

No talking back, no telling me what to do. Those were the rules and he was going to follow them.

“Good, then show me”, she said. There was a small clink, then Adam felt her pulling on his collar and knew she had attached her leash to it. He followed her lead, let her guide him down the bed and fell down on his knees when she stopped him from getting up.

“Now get on all fours. I'm going to check it myself”.

She commanded him with no hesitation, as if she was born for that role. He forced himself to ignore his own unease and embarrassment as he complied, resting his weight on his forearms and lifting his ass from the ground, all-too-aware of the fact that she was staring at him even without being able to see her. He could feel the weight of her gaze on his skin, his face burning up in shame as his cock started to grow hard.

She chuckled, one of her hands moving down to caress his thighs, trailing up and then grasping on one of his buttocks.

“Not bad, not for your first time at least”, she said, kneading his ass with both hands before lowering one down to his balls, cupping them firmly in her warm palm. “Say, what are you getting hard for? I've barely even touched you”. She chuckled again. “What, you've been holding back for today? Or maybe you really like showing off”.

“I-I don't!”, he protested, his breath speeding up as her hand moved to slowly stroke his half-hard length. “I just...”. He couldn't find any plausible explanation, not when all of his blood seemed to have left his brain to rush down to his dick. It was useless to deny it, he was embarrassed as Hell but that was precisely what was getting him off.

“ ‘You just’ what?”, she insisted, and when the answer didn’t come her hand left and came back hard, smacking his ass with a loud slap. “I asked you a question”.

“Ah! It’s- it’s nothing!”. His breath had sped up, his skin tingling on the spot she just struck. It only hurt for a moment, yet the fact that he couldn’t see meant that he was focusing entirely on the light warmth emanating from it and on the sound of his own breath.

Another slap came, this time striking the other cheek, and Adam gasped and flinched.

"No lies", she warned him, before spanking his ass a couple more times. Her other hand was still holding his balls, squeezing down lightly before letting go. "Now, get on the bed. Crawl up there like a good little pet and wait for me".

Adam gulped loudly, following her command and then pricking up his ears to try and catch the sounds of her movements. She didn't touch him and she didn't move away, leaving him there to wonder what was coming next. His heart was beating fast from the excitement and the slightest hint of worry, his cock now fully hard between his legs.

Then, she grasped his ass again and spread his cheeks apart, her warm breath hitting his skin as her face came closer. Knowing that she was staring at it so intensely made his heart flutter and his cock twitch, causing her to chuckle.

"Now, let's see if you really did your homework for today".

Her warm tongue suddenly touched the back of his balls, slowly moving up to his perineum, trailing along it up until his already-twitching hole. He gasped loudly as she licked it, her tongue swirling around it before lightly pushing against it, not yet strongly enough to penetrate him.

He'd cleaned it up for her, both inside and out, still he was anxious and unsure of whether he'd done well enough or not. It wasn't her punishment that he feared, he wouldn't mind that at all, but he didn't want to disappoint her or disgust her.

Thankfully, it seemed she did not have any complains since she kept on eating him out as if his ass was a delicious meal, her thumbs pressing down at the sides to stretch him open so that she could start plunging her tongue inside.

He gasped, clenching his hands down on the bedsheets and panting, his legs twitching with every lick and every push of her warm, wet tongue on his skin. It wasn't the first time she'd done that, though he'd been a lot more hesitant then. Even in that moment there was a part of him that whispered that he shouldn't let her do that, that it was dirty, 'unmanly', demeaning.

He silenced that voice, focusing on the pleasure that built up inside him as she kept on playing with his sensitive hole, pushing more and more of her tongue inside him and even lightly sucking on it a few times, making his knees feel weak every time.

Soon enough his legs were shaking and his cock was dripping precum on the bed, his mouth open as he panted and softly moaned and held back from telling her he wanted more, that it wasn't enough, that he was getting so close that it was turning into torture to be lightly teased like that.

When she pulled back she was panting as well, resting her chin against his ass as she caught her breath, its warmth hitting his back and sending shivers up his spine.

"What a good boy", she purred, one of her hands sliding between his legs to cup his balls again, moving up along his shaft and grasping firmly on his cock, making him gasp again. "But you're not going to come so soon, are you? I'm not done playing with you, my pet". She kissed the small of his back, then moved up to leave a trail of kisses along his spine, making him shiver again. "You can hold back a little longer, can't you?".

Adam quickly nodded. He had to take a deep breath to steady himself before answering.

"Y-yes".

"Good".

Her hand let go of him and she walked away, her heels clicking as she moved to the right.

Adam felt his heart skip a beat. Her closet was in that direction. He knew that was where she started keeping her toys. He couldn't help but try and guess what she would be using on him, his skin already itching for more of her touch.

He could hear her rummaging around, but of course no matter how carefully he listened he was unable to distinguish what it was that she got from there.

Once she came back, she placed a few objects on the bed and he had to fight back the urge to try and touch them to find out what they were.

"I've been wanting to try this for a while. Let's see if you're ready".

There was a squirting sound, then something cold touched his entrance, startling him enough to make him flinch.

"Hey, relax, it's just lube".

"S-sorry".

Two of her fingers were circling his hole, spreading the lube all over it. He braced himself for what he knew would come next, and sure enough after she got some more lube she started pushing one of her fingers inside him.

He tensed up at first, the insertion still feeling foreign and kind of uncomfortable. It was always like that at first, but he knew it would feel better soon. More than better, in fact. Last time it had been fucking fantastic.

She only let the first knuckle in at first, gently moving it in and out, then she started to slide it in deeper until she could get her whole finger in without him tensing up too much. As she did so, the tip of her finger casually stroked a spot inside him that had him gasping and moaning out loud, his face flushing red as she chuckled.

"There we go", she whispered, tentatively moving her finger around, not only back and forth but also in circles, and every time she brushed his prostate he couldn't help but cry out and grasp down hard on the bedsheets.

After a few minutes she added a second finger, and by that point he had relaxed enough that the discomfort of the added girth was minimal and lasted for little more than a few seconds, his body eagerly welcoming the insertion in exchange for the pleasure that it promised to bring.

She fingered him slowly and steadily, his cock once again dripping precum as he fought back the pleasure that was building up inside him, reminding himself that he had to be good and wait until he was allowed to cum. Thankfully, before it came to the point where he risked to be pushed over the edge she pulled them out and then took something else from the bed.

There was a click, and Adam eagerly awaited to find out what it was from.

The sudden burning sensation on his back had him yelping, more from the surprise than the pain.

"Too hot?".

"No... no, Mistress". It still felt slightly awkward to address her like that, but it also made him feel hot all over.

Another burning drop hit his back, but this time he merely clenched his hands on the bedsheets and hissed softly. Hot wax. They'd never tried it before but he'd mentioned he wouldn't mind it. In fact, he'd been fantasizing about it more than a few times.

As another drop hit his lower back and moved down his ass by less than an inch before cooling down enough to firm up against his skin, he found that it was a lot less painful than he'd expected.

She proceeded to move the candle over his back, small drops hitting his skin and making him grunt and suck in his breath every time. The more of his back was covered in wax the faster his heart kept thumping in his ears, goosebumps appearing on his skin as one of the drops hit him smack in the centre, above his spine.

As it went on he found that the pain had turned into a foreign feeling, a sort of pleasant tingling that seemed to make his senses sharper somehow, making him acutely aware of the feeling of the fabric underneath his fingers and against his legs, of the cool air around him and of the sound of her excited breathing.

The bed creaked and the weight on the mattress shifted slightly, letting him know she had sat down next to him. When her hand touched his thigh and caressed the inside of it he almost moaned out loud, her touch feeling even more intense now. He silently begged for her to touch his cock again, which ached with the need of attentions, but instead she bypassed it and went straight for his ass, sliding two of her fingers inside him again and leisurely playing with his prostate.

"Aah, fuck!", he gasped, letting out a frustrated moan and then biting his bottom lip to hold back from asking for more. Still, he couldn't help but move his hips to try and get more of that stimulation, until she put away the candle and spanked him hard, making him gasp and moan.

"You can't come yet", she warned him, pulling out her fingers.

He whined softly, not daring to protest even when his cock was so hard it hurt far more than the slap on his ass. He wanted to cum, no matter what it took, but he couldn't ask for it because she had warned him she would stop the scene if he tried to tell her what to do.

When her hand grasped the base of his erection he stifled another whine, using every ounce of his willpower to keep himself from thrusting in her soft, warm hand.

"Do you want to cum?", she asked, and he nodded.

"Yes, Mistress!". He swallowed hard, then added a soft "please".

"Sorry, I don't think you've earned it yet". She let go of his cock and moved on the bed, the mattress creaking from the shift of weight.

He smelled her arousal even before she pressed her crotch against his face, grasping on his hair to keep his face there. He could feel that she was wearing her special lingerie, the black lace one with a slit that revealed far more than it covered, and he could picture it clearly in his mind. If he could have grown even harder he would have, the scent alone was driving him mad with lust.

"If you can make me cum first, then maybe I'll change my mind".

She didn't have to tell him twice before he started to get to work, smiling as he started licking her pussy, from the point where her her clit was buried to the wet folds underneath, unable to reach her dripping opening from that angle no matter how far out he stuck his tongue.

He tried to grasp on to her thighs and move closer but she slapped them away and scolded him.

"Stay put. Move again and I'll leave you like this".

Mindful of her warning, Adam resolved to do his best despite the uncomfortable position, lapping at her clit and circling his tongue around it before closing his mouth and lightly sucking. He heard her sigh, a promising sound, so he decided to continue and alternate between sucking and licking, feeling her grasp on his hair tighten as her hips started swaying to meet his tongue.

It was a task, sure, but one he thoroughly enjoyed. He always got off on going down on her, he loved how she tasted, loved how she grabbed his hair, loved hearing the need in her voice as she cried out in pleasure and told him to go faster, or to switch from licking to sucking, or to keep doing “whatever it was that he was doing”.

It was such a turn on to know he was able to please her, to taste more of her juices as she got closer and closer to cumming – even as his face was pressed so hard against her crotch that he was finding it hard to breathe, his nose buried in her fiery red pubes. He had to alternate between breathing with his mouth and sucking, but it had become kind of an art at that point.

He was fully engrossed in his task when she suddenly pulled back and forced him to stop, keeping a close grip on his hair to prevent him from following her. He heard her breathe fast and heavily, but he knew she hadn't cummed yet.

He looked up at her even if he could not see, confusion written all over his face. His mouth and chin were still wet with the proof of her arousal when she moved down to kiss him, only stopping to finish catching her breath.

"I've changed my mind. I want us to cum together".

He smiled and nodded, hearing the mattress creak again as she moved to the side, rustling with something on the bed. He heard the crinkle of a condom wrapper as it was ripped open, then the sound of something like Velcro, and once again the squirting of lube.

Before he could ask what she was doing, he felt her heels clicking as she got down from the bed and walked up behind him.

Her hands touched his thighs, slowly moving up towards his ass cheeks and spreading them apart. When he felt something hard and wet poke at his hole it finally clicked, and he was equal parts excited and worried about what was to come.

He'd used anal toys before, both with her and by himself, and they'd discussed the idea of taking things further and letting her fuck him. It shouldn't have come as a surprise, but he hadn't expected her to take the next step in that situation.

He breathed deeply and tried to relax as the strap-on eased into him, only a few inches deep but it felt like more. It was bigger than any of the toys he'd taken before, enough for him to be aware of it but not so much as to hurt going in.

It also helped that she didn't start ramming into him right away. Instead she pulled back and went back in very slowly, little by little going in further inside him.

He could feel himself open up for her, and that alone had him flushing all over, his cock leaking even more precum as he tried to think of how that would look from her perspective. Having been in her position before meant it was all too easy to imagine, fueling both his shame and his arousal.

As if she'd read his mind, Evelyn lightly slapped his ass and then whistled.

"Now I get why you like this position so much. The view's pretty nice".

Adam buried his face against the mattress, but soon enough he felt his hair being grabbed and his head pulled back by force.

"No hiding. Stay still or I'll stop". She pulled almost all the way out and he had to hold back the urge to move his hips in response. "Do you want me to stop?"

"No!", he almost screamed out, shaking his head.

The rough push that followed had him crying out loud and arching up, the slight pain only adding to his arousal.

"Good boy", she purred, then she started fucking him at a faster pace than before, grunting and panting and moaning softly as the toy stimulated them both at the same time.

Having had enough time to adjust to it, Adam could do nothing but moan and use every ounce of willpower to keep his hips still and to delay his own orgasm.

He could see nothing, but he could picture it all in his mind. He wondered what sort of face she was making as she grasped on his hips and thrust her own loins back and forth, probably wearing one of those coordinated lingerie sets that he liked so much.

The more he thought about it the harder it was to focus, his orgasm rapidly building up and threatening to rip through his body before he could stop himself.

"A-ah, AH! I-I'm gonna cum!", he cried out. "Please! I can't-"

"N-not... yet...", she grunted, slapping his ass again. "Just... a little... more". She was struggling to speak clearly, her voice breathy and full of frustration and pleasure. He knew she was close, but he wasn't sure he could cold back for long enough to wait for her.

"Please, please, I can't!", he whined, pulling so hard on the bed-sheets it was a wonder they hadn't been ripped apart yet. "Oh, ohgodohgod...".

His pleading turned into an unintelligible slurring as the pleasure surged and coursed through him, his whole body shaking as he tried as hard as he could to hold back, to contrast it for just a second longer, his skin slick with sweat and so warm it was almost feverish.

He barely heard Evelyn say something back to him, but then he felt her hips slamming into his and her hand grasping on his cock, stroking it as fast as she could and it was all that he needed to spurt his seed all over the sheets with a raucous cry.

It was an earth-shattering orgasm, the most intense he ever felt, and even when he'd stopped cumming his body was still shaking from the aftereffects of his climax before finally collapsing on the mattress, spent and exhausted but incredibly satisfied.

His whole body felt as heavy as lead, and strangely distant. He could hear her voice as she murmured something but couldn't make out the words.

The first thing he was really aware of was the sensation of her hand on his hair, gentle and soothing as she stroked it as if she was petting a cat. Then, her other hand undid the clasp on the back of his blindfold, finally allowing him to see. He had to squint for a while as everything seemed overly bright to his sight-deprived eyes.

"You've done well", she praised him, her tone as warm and reassuring as her touch. "Was it good?" He couldn't help but lean into it, turning his face to look at her and smiling weakly.

"Yeah", he answered, his voice a bit hoarse.

He had to hold back from grasping on her arm when she got up from the bed, but when he saw the small bottle of water in her hand he pushed himself up so he could sit down on the bed, waiting for her to sit next to him and hand him the bottle. Instead, after sitting down she uncapped it and pressed its tip against his lips, petting his hair again. He flushed a little but opened his mouth, allowing her to pour the water in and eagerly drinking it down. Some of it trickled down his chin and his neck, making him shiver.

Evelyn waited for him to be done before putting the cap back on and placing it down on the floor. She pulled him in and pressed his face against her chest, stroking his hair and his shoulders and letting him rest as he closed his eyes and focused on the beating of her heart.

"So what do you say, did I go too far?".

"No, no it was perfect". He looked up at her and smiled. "You are perfect".

Evelyn scoffed.

"It's just the endorphins talking", she replied, pressing one finger to his lips when he was about to respond. "I won't be sweet-talked until you've come down to Earth again".

Adam sighed, but he kept smiling as he buried his face back into her chest, nose pressed right against her cleavage. She smelled nice, maybe slightly sweaty, but it was hardly surprising after that workout.

In that moment he didn't care about anything. All he wanted in the world was to stay there with her and take in her warmth and her softness, forever.

What he didn't know was that she felt exactly the same.

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