Abandon
He laughed as the old binding tradition was used on him. He was exhausted from today's ceremonies and the wedding which had gone perfectly. He felt his feet being bound, his hands already tied. It wasn't tied hard enough to hurt him but it was hard enough to keep him from moving any part of his naked body. His mother playfully ruffled his hair as she told him that his bride wasn't a dominatrix but it was a day when even she would hold back. He laughed and waved it away by telling her that he was a masochist to have consented to this torturous tradition. When he was fully bound and unable to move at all, he was shown what had been hidden from him before. His grandmother uncovered the table of whips and paddles. He unconsciously pulled at his bindings but he knew he was helpless while the two women giggled.
"Good luck Ethan." She went out side chuckling with her companion. Ethan pulled at his bindings helplessly once again, now worried to be completely in the mercy of his bride. She was subtle and beautiful, god yes; beautiful. But it wasn't her beauty that lured him; it was something entirely different, something he couldn't explain.
Hanna came into the room; the oh-so beautiful Hanna; the woman of Ethan's dreams; the woman, powerful army captain Ethan couldn't resist; she was his and only his for she was his bride, his companion for life. A companion who had a rather mischievous glint in her eye and a fierce desire written on her face; a fierce hunger; a fierce longing. His eyes fell on the dark blue satin robe that clung to her figure and revealed its shape but not the skin underneath it. Ethan's stomach knotted at the look in Hanna's eyes as she looked upon him lying vulnerably on the bed bound for her to do anything with. He twitched slightly under her ravenous gaze. It was so different from usual; he was the strong one, the one in control, never the vulnerable one. He promised himself that he would make himself any more laid out then he already was except for his one beloved. He just looked silently into her soft brown eyes. She walked closer to me and he felt his erection go slightly hard.
"I love you Hanna," Ethan said as she walked in.
"I love you, too," Hanna replied softly. The look of him sprawled out for her, naked, vulnerable, and completely in her mercy was mouthwatering. She leaned down to kiss Ethan fondly on his lips and wrapped her arm around him, resting his head on her shoulder. She ran her hand through his straight black hair comfortingly. Suddenly his feelings of exhaustion were erased. He wished he could put his arm around her and hold her there forever. He groaned quietly when she let go, planting a kiss on his head.
She held his head down with both of her hands buried in his hair, pulling it down onto the bed. Ethan knew that he couldn't resist in anyway. Hanna leaned down again covering his face with his blanket of brown hair. She moved back again to tie back her hair.
"Don't, you look beautiful," Ethan's voice was husky causing Hanna to chuckle seductively. Hanna leaned back in holding Ethan's head down again. She placed a chaste kiss on his lips and then licked his lips slowly drawing a groan out of him. She took his bottom lip between hers and sucked; Ethan made a sort of desperate sound closing his eyes. She moved upward instead of directly going downward, the way most people did. She traced the bridge of his nose and kissed the tip of it. Ethan opened his amethyst eyes, looking straight into Hanna's eyes as she continued tracing the lines of his face and kissing him. She continued upward as Ethan instinctively closed his eyes. She traced the vein on his eye lid slowly with her finger, and then she bent down to kiss it. Ethan opened his other eye; he looked quite silly with only one eye open. Hanna laughed and bent down to press another chaste kiss on his lips. She forced Ethan to close his eyes again so she could continue her ministration of his eye lids. She knew she was driving him mad; his tightly clamped eyes were proof to this.
"Open your eyes," Hanna knew that it was the last thing Ethan wanted to do now. Ethan refused to obey. Hanna laughed and suddenly her body heat was absent from the bed. "You know the perk about those ropes? They are so flexible that I can turn you over completely without effort. And those whips and paddles are just adorable."
Hanna swiftly did what she subtly threatened to do. His backside faced her; his bare ass was clearly accessible to her. The white appendage was stuck out in the air, leaving Ethan in a way too vulnerable position, causing her to give out a moan of longing. She went to the table and picked out a nice black paddle. She walked back pulling something out of her pocket as she reached Ethan.
"Since you don't wish to open you eyes then you shall not open your eyes till I tell you to." She wrapped a black blindfold around Ethan's eyes.
"What?! NO! You can't blindfold me." Ethan desperately gasped out.
"Oh, yes I can," Hanna put her hand on his hips. He audibly gasped and shivered. She straddled his thighs so she was in the right position to be able to hit him with her paddle. She gently, carefully lead her hand to his ass and then squeezed; Ethan moaned and tried to get away from that oh-so-wonderful hand as he rubbed against the bed.
"Ready, set, go!" She hit his ass hard on the go. Ethan let out a yelp of stinging pain. She hit him again, bringing out a whimper this time. She spanked him ten times until the sounds he was making resounded through the room. She touched her hand to the now red appendage that was Ethan's buttock. He gasped again, pulling at his bindings. Hanna planted a kiss on each of his ass cheeks as he pressed harder onto the soft bed. Then she started licking the red skin leading Ethan into an agonizing heaven. He wished her to stop torturing him but her tongue on his sore skin rendered him unable to speak. She plunged her tongue into his hole suddenly making Ethan gasp and groan uncontrollably. She lightly licked his hole and then moved her tongue inside. Ethan calmed down a little but Hanna continued to tease his hole. Ethan was ready to scream when Hanna finally withdrew. She turned him over.
"Do you know what I am going to do next?" Hanna asked. Ethan shook his head. "I didn't hear you"
"N-no," Ethan gasped out- the iron strong muscles on his arms shook under his skin as he shuddered.
"What do you want me to do?" Hanna asked him.
"I want to get rid of my bindings and fuck you; I want to make you scream out my name as I plunge into you hitting the core of your pleasure as you succumb to me." Hanna almost laughed licking a path along his jaw to the slight stubble on his aristocratically shaped chin. His eyes fluttered closed behind his blindfold as Hanna continued her exploration of his face. She moved her wonderful mouth to his ear, kissing the tip lightly before licking the shell of his ear. He moaned with need but Hanna's response to that was to stick her tongue into his ear. When Ethan tried to push himself harder against her, Hanna held him down by his hair once more. She chuckled at his groan of sheer frustration. She moved to his other ear and kissed it; then out of fluke she blew into it. Ethan's reaction was immediate; he nearly jumped off the bed. Hanna smiled, satisfied. She looked down at his erection which was growing harder and harder and larger, and smiled again. She moved down to his neck, kissing, sucking, and licking until Ethan groaned. He angled his head wanting her lips on his. She used her hold on his hair and pulled his head down again; Ethan growled low in his throat. She took that moment to bite down on his pulse point drawing a deep sigh ourt of him. He pulled unconsciously on the rope that bound his hands. Hanna embraced him as he bathed in the comfort. She ran her hands over his broadly muscled shoulders kissing every inch of them. She licked his collar-bone and kissed the base of his throat. Ethan groaned, ready to scream; just wanting more, not being able to bear anymore but unable to have any influence on her devious intentions as he panted with anticipation. She kissed the skin above his breast, licking around it in a circle. An unsuspecting Ethan, with the blindfold still around his eyes and his tied hands itching to rip it off waited for what Hanna did next. She moved to his nipple, she brushed it with her thumb lightly as Ethan gasped with pleasure.
"Hmmm, I wonder," Hanna encased his erect nipple with the warmth of her mouth. Ethan let loose; he thrashed and moaned as if he had no dignity; everything was laid out for his love.
"Shhh shhh its okay," withdrawing slightly as she ran her hand through his hair.
"N-no d-don't stop," he almost cried. She chuckled slightly continuing to tease his nipple. Her hand though was drifting down in a butterfly's touch moving from his naval and down until it touched the hot skin of Ethan's manhood. She just lightly brushed back and forth. Ethan drew in a breath, near delirium. He didn't know if he would survive this intact. In fact he didn't know if he wanted to survive this intact. His erection twitched trying to get Hanna to press harder but she didn't want to give him anything just yet. She removed her hand brushing against his belly-button.
Her devious mouth kept lingering on his nipples as Ethan grew more impatient. She decided it was time to move a little further on but just a little. She moved downward; landing kisses on his chest and licking into his naval before come in front of Ethan's straining erection. She breathed hotly on it and Ethan squeezed his eyes shut tightly inside of the blindfolds. The Hanna moved closer, almost descending on the reason of Ethan's vulnerability but instead she moved down to his thigh kissing the soft skin and looking up to gauge his reaction.
She continued her exploration of his body moving even further down. She took his foot into her hand and ran her hand across the bottom. His body was overtaken by a severe spasm. So he was ticklish. Hmmm, interesting. She went on exploring until Ethan couldn't hold it in any longer.
"Hanna! Please, I can't take it anymore," he groaned, hardly able to muster his voice in the daze of pleasure.
"Shhhhh," Hanna said before withdrawing from his body again. She walked off again as if to get something. He still had his blindfolds in place.
Suddenly he felt a hand on the area of his need and a whimper went through him. She gripped him firmly and slipped a...rubber band?...onto his length. Ethan knew that it should ring a bell but so lost he was in his new-found pleasure that it didn't register to him. Hanna gripped him and started moving her hand up and down as Ethan writhed and moaned and panted still thinking he was driving toward completion. Oblivion came.
But it was frozen. The pleasure that had been building crashed down, leaving him nowhere. The 'rubber band' was blocking his ejaculation. Hanna's amused laugh met Ethan's ears and his needing eyes sought hers as she gently took off the blindfold. She ran a hand gently through his hair deliberately teasing him.
"You're gonna kill me, you know," Ethan rasped, Hanna just laughed and put her hand back where Ethan wanted it. She squeezed the top of his cock and then pressed her tongue into his slit. Ethan arched off the bed with a shout forgetting for a moment that the rubber thing on his cock still kept him from reaching his place in heaven. Hanna experimentally blew on him; her warm breath spilling over his erection sending him over the edge only to be blocked off again.
"Th-that's just cruel; please! Please take it off! Please!" Ethan begged as she once again started rubbing his twitching cock with her soft hands with a wicked look telling him that she was having so much fun at discovering the power she had over him.
"Okay. What do you want me to do again?" Hanna teasingly asked just asked her mouth replaced the work her fingers had been doing. Ethan has definitely died and went to a twisted heaven-hell as he forgot about the thing restraining him yet again. Hanna took the head of his cock into her mouth a sucked lightly, squeezing his cock. She moved her hands higher to his firm balls alternating between soft caresses and squeezing his balls. Ethan was gone again but he opened his eyes again for a spilt second begging silently for her to give him what he wanted. Hanna's heart tugged at that look and she decided to take the rubber thing off. She paused in her work on Ethan's erection leaving him once again on the brink as he took a few deep breaths to steady himself. She removed her robe revealing see-through lingerie. Her nipples straining against the fabric showing him how much his complete surrender had turned her on.
"Tell me what you want." Hanna ordered, her voice husky.
"Just fuck me already. Please!" Ethan's voice was impossibly strained but his eyes were steady now.
Hanna winked impishly and crawled on top of him with her knees on either side of his hips. With her hands she gripped his dick and he gasped again. Gently she guided it towards her own womanhood. Ethan closed his eyes and shuddered as she slowly sheathed herself on him. She stayed there until Ethan opened his wide questioning eyes. Hanna was staring down amused and aroused.
"Please," Ethan murmured. This time Hanna decided to comply. She moved up and down on his cock. She started to lose her own self as she rode him. Both of their moans and gasps and shudders mingled as they both reached their brink together.
"Ethan!" Hanna gasped, bringing her lips down onto his lips as she was pushed over the edge. Ethan just groaned.
"Untie me," Ethan hoarsely ordered. Hanna did as she was told.
As soon as Ethan was free he gathered Hanna into his arms and rolled her over. His large muscular body covered hers. His eyes bore into hers and he bent down to kiss her long and deep.
He whispered something into her ear before rolling onto his side and falling asleep. The night activities had pushed his body to its limit.
Hanna smiled as she replayed his words in her mind.
"I'll get you back for this. You'll feel pleasure like you've never felt before. And you'll beg the way you made me beg. You'll ache the way you made me ache. I promise."