Vines and Tendrils: The Complete Five-Story MM BDSM Bundle by M. Syrinx

Author:M. Syrinx [Syrinx, M.]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2020-07-29T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 2

I eagerly followed his orders. The couch, made of thick, woven vines, dominated the living room. I liked to think of it as his throne. Vibrant colors cascaded down from the gentle arch of the camel back. When he sat in it, the couch seemed like an extension of his sinewy, muscular body.

He settled in and pulled me over his thighs. With a firm hand on my neck, he pushed me down until my head was resting on the weaving. The position brought back memories of him spanking me on this very same couch.

But this time, I wasn't going to be punished. He just wanted to amuse himself with the most sensitive parts of my body. And if my pain was part of that, I would just have to endure it.

My breath picked up.

He trailed a finger down my spine, and my skin tingled, goosebumps rising. His hand went lower, in between my cheeks, then lower, claiming more of me. He took my balls firmly in his hand and began to brush them with his thumb.

I shifted on his thighs, feeling restless.

"I'm going to tie your hands together," he told me. I bucked into him once, just slightly. Just to get some friction against my cock. Then I went still, knowing that deliberately seeking my own pleasure would earn me punishment.

It was already starting to get difficult to contain how turned on I was.

If our play ever got to be too much, Thryso had shown me that I could break out of the restraints he put me in. We also had a safeword. Although our scenes definitely got intense, he hadn't yet pushed me to the point where I needed to use it.

When I was tied up, I could be tense and hurting, angry, humiliated, or frustrated to the point of tears, but there was never a moment when I didn't feel safe and protected by him.

To be honest, I felt that way around him even when I wasn't restrained.

The vines tickled at my wrists, circled around and between them a few times, then tightened. The feeling of being immobilized always did things to me. Precum pooled at the tip of my cock and began to drip onto his thigh.

While he worked the vines around my wrists, Thryso petted my balls lovingly. It felt good, but it wasn't where I really needed it. My cock twitched just an inch away from his hand. That inch could have been lightyears away--when he said he wasn't going to touch me there, he meant it.

Making me come untouched wasn't just a challenge to me, it was a challenge to him. And no amount of begging was going to change his mind.

I shifted in his hold, trying to resist the urge to shift my cock closer to those careful brushes to my balls.

With his other hand, he began to stroke my hair, twining the loose strands between his wicked fingers and over my ears. He leaned down close as he prodded my balls with the tip of his thumb.

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