Forbidden Cravings
Chapter 110: BDSM on Me (R-18)

The blindfold over my eyes plunged me into total blackness, the silk cool against my skin, heightening every sound, every touch—the slow hum of the music, the soft creak of her heels on the carpet.

"Ahhmm..." I moan as she traced a flogger over my body, its leather strands teasing my chest, my abs, my thighs, the touch light but electric, building anticipation, my pulse racing, my breath uneven.

*Zap.* The flogger struck my chest, a sharp sting that sent a tingling sensation through me, the pain blending with pleasure.

"Ahh..." I moaned, my body arching slightly, the cuffs rattling.

"Ehehe, good reaction, sweetheart," Elizabeth said, her voice sultry, the flogger trailing again, teasing my ribs, my hips and

*Zap.*

She hit me again, the flogger striking my groin, the sting sharper, my dick hardening, throbbing, the sensation building, my body responding despite the cuffs, the blindfold, the vulnerability.

"You like that, don’t you?" she purred, her voice closer, her breath warm.

"Yeah..." I said, my voice rough, my dick twitching.

She struck again, *zap*, the flogger hitting my chest, then my thighs, then on my dick.

Each strike a jolt, my dick throbbing harder, pulsing, the sensations layering, my breath ragged, my body desperate under her command.

"Look at that poor thing, how badly it’s twitching," she said, her voice mocking but playful, standing over me, her stocking-clad leg tracing my dick, the silky fabric grazing my sensitive skin, sending currents through my body.

"Ahh... ahm..." I moaned louder, my body arching, the cuffs rattling, the leather creaking, her leg pressing harder, the stockings sliding slowly up and down on my hardened cock, the vibrations shooting through me, my sweat dripping from my forehead.

"Ahh, man... such a baby you are," she said straddling me. Her hands cupping my cheeks and crashing her lips into mine, kissing me hard, her tongue fierce, tasting the sweat on my lips, her lingerie shifting as she moved, her boobs pressing against my chest and her hands sliding down, stroking my dick, her touch firm, relentless.

"Ahem..." I coughed, clearing my throat, my body jerking toward her in desperate need.

"Aye, going desperate, huh?" she asked, her voice commanding with a smirk in her tone, her hands pausing.

"Yeah... you make me," I said, my voice low, a faint smile breaking through even with the sweat on my face, my body is trembling to ejaculate and let loose of all the load that is inside my cock.

She laughed in a low wicked sound. Her heels clicking as she moved to the red board.

She returned, her hands fitting a cock ring around my hardened dick, its cool metal snug, her touch deliberate. "Patience, baby..." she said, and

*tap*—a button clicked, the ring vibrating, a low buzz filling the room, my body jolting, the sensation overwhelming and my dick started pulsing. My hips bucked up and the cuffs rattling as the sudden sensation took over my body.

"Ahh, fuck..." I moaned, my voice breaking, my body writhing, desperate on the bed, the vibrations relentless, her laughter a spark in the darkness.

"Hehehe... look at you, like a fish dying out of water," she laughed, her voice bright. She leans down ahead pressing the button of the vibrator and kissing me at the same time.

"Please..." I begged, my voice raw, "Make me cum... please..." I said, my voice desperate, a faint smile breaking through.

"Awww... you want to cum?" she asked, smirking over me

"Yeah..." I said, smiling for her, my voice soft, my body trembling.

The cock ring around my hardened dick vibrated, a low buzz that sent relentless waves through me, my body trembling, as I strained, the blindfold trapping me in her world, the libido booster drink keeping burning hard inside of me.

"Shhh...I am here Ezra." She said. Her fingers traced my cock, her touch gentle but deliberate, her nails grazing the sensitive skin, rolling on sides from bottom to top and playing with the tip.

The vibrations amplifying every stroke, my pulse hammering, my breath ragged, the music a faint hum, the candles burning steady, her scent—floral, commanding—filling the blackness.

"Do you seriously want to cum, baby?" she asked, her voice sultry, teasing, her fingers pausing.

"Yeah..." I said, my voice desperate, a smile breaking through, my body arching towards her in need, the vibrations pushing me to the edge, my sweat slick on my face, thinking—hoping—she’d give me release, her touch a fire I couldn’t resist, the weight of her title—the First Lady—making it all sharper, wilder.

"Really Ezra...?" she asked again, her voice lower, a smirk in her tone, her hands curving around my dick, her fingers framing it, not stroking, just holding, the pressure building, her stockings grazing my thighs, her lingerie a faint rustle, her boobs swaying in my imagination, her dominance tightening.

"Yess... please..." I moaned, my voice raw.

*ZAP*.

A leather whip, sharp like a spatula, struck my dick, the sting biting, a jolt of pain and pleasure ripping through me, my body convulsing, the cuffs holding me down, the blindfold blacking out everything but the sensation, the red room a storm of her making.

"Ahhh! Fuck!!!" I moaned, my voice breaking, my hips bucking, the vibrations intensifying, my sweat dripping, the pain blending with need.

"Cum? What happened?" she said, smirking, her voice mocking, the leather whip striking my chest, ZAP,

The sting sharp, her other hand pressing the button on the cock ring, the vibrations speeding up, a low buzz filling the room, my body jolting, the sensations overwhelming, pain and pleasure erupting, my pulse hammering, the music fading, her laughter the only sound.

"Ehehe My goodness." She said.

"Ahhh... ahmmm..." I groaned, in pleasure and pain.

She leaned in, her stocking-clad leg stroking my dick again faster this time.

"Ahh yeahh...don’t stop..please..." I begged as her silky fabric gliding on cock, her touch both cruel and electric, her whip striking in rhythm, zap, zap, the leather biting, her leg pressing harder, the vibrations relentless, my body going crazy, my sweat slick, my moans louder, the cuffs rattling, the leather bed creaking, the red room a storm of sensation, her power pulling me apart.

"Ahhhh...OH GOD!!..Ahmmm.." I groaned loosing myself in her dominance.

"You’re losing it, aren’t you?" she said, her voice low, commanding, her leg pressing harder on my cock, the stockings slick against my dick as she stamped on it. The pressure building like crazy.

"Ahhhh..." I moaned, my body trembling, the cuffs biting, the vibrations around my cock pushing me to the edge, her leg relentless, the pressure unbearable, my dick throbbing, my sweat dripping.

"COME BABY. Show me something!" She said letting go, her leg lifting suddenly, the release triggering a strong jolt, the tension in my cock erupting, my orgasm hitting like a wave, semen shooting straight up in a gush, hot and thick, my body shivering in sharp, extreme pleasure, the vibrations still buzzing, the cuffs holding me, the blindfold blacking out everything.

"Ahhhhh!!! YEAHHH HUHH!!" I groaned loudly, my voice raw, my body trembling and shivering as I cum.

"Ohh, damn, you were holding it quite strong," Elizabeth laughed, her voice bright, wicked, her stockings slick with my cum, the hot, thick liquid clinging to the lace.

She leaned down, her fingers dipping into the mess, wiping my cum, her hand lifting, the soft sound of her sucking her fingers, tasting my semen.

"Yummy, baby," she said, smiling, her tone teasing.

"Ahhh fuck..ahhh.." I lay there, huffing, my chest heaving, my sweat dripping, the cuffs biting, the blindfold blacking out everything, the cock ring still placed around, my body spent but alive.

Elizabeth reached up, her fingers deft as she untied the silk blindfold, the fabric slipping away, the red room’s glow flooding my vision, her face—beautiful, fierce—coming into focus, her eyes locking onto mine, a faint smirk on her lips.

She leaned over, her hands unfastening the cuffs on my wrists, the metal clicking free, my skin tingling as blood rushed back "Come here, sweetheart," she murmured, her voice sultry, pulling me up, her strength surprising, guiding me to sit as she straddled my lap, her thighs framing me, her lingerie grazing my skin, her boobs pressing against my chest.

She kissed me, her lips fierce, her tongue claiming mine, her hands gripping my hairs, pulling me closer to her.

My hands found her ass, my fingers sinking into the soft curve, the garter dress shifting under my touch, her body warm, alive, the kiss deepening, a hungry edge to it, the music a faint pulse, the candles burning, the red room ours alone.

"Ahnm... ummm," we moaned into each other, the sound muffled, our breaths mingling.

I rolled her over, my body moving on instinct, pinning her to the leather, her hair splaying across the bed, her eyes flashing with surprise, then desire, her lips parting as I kissed her again, harder, my hands on her hips, her stockings sliding against my thighs.

"Ahh yeahhh...give me.." Her moans were soft, needy, her fingers raking my back

And in the back of my mind, a thought cut through

—*I have to satisfy my client.*