The Cross

She trembled as he clamped her wrists into the shackles.  Nathan knew it was her first time, but she showed no resistance when he led her to the cross.  Her body was tense, perhaps nervous, or maybe excited.  Either way he wasn`t going to miss this chance.  Stepping back he crossed his arms and took the time to soak in her beauty.  If nothing else, she was beautiful.

"Are they too tight?"  He asked with less concern for her physical comfort than the emotional support asking would provide.

"No."  Her gaze was distant and she didn't look at him when she spoke.

He crossed the small gap between them and pulled her hair to force her to look him in the eyes.  "No what?"

"No Sir." she gasped as her hair was pulled.  Her eyes glazing over with lust as her lips quivered.  He leaned in, kissing them roughly, holding her there by the roots of her hair before pulling away and dragging his fingers across her skin.

"That is better.  You will learn to remember it."  his lips brushed against hers again before moving down her neck.  Stopping to suck at her pulse, feeling it race beneath his lips as his tongue teased her soft flesh.  His hands moved along her sides, their rough palms such a contract to her smooth skin.

Her breath caught in her chest as he reached her breasts.  His teeth bit at the hard nipple covered by her thin bra.  Tugging it and pinching it as his fingers gripped the other.  Squeezing that perfect orb while his thumb slipped over the tip.  Her breathing started again, mixed with loud moans of pleasure.  The chains clinked when she pulled hard on them to steady herself.  If it had not been for them Nathan was sure she would have fallen to the floor already.

Nathan stood again, moving away from her with a smile.  Her whimpers were a mix of sorrow that he had moved away and frustration as she pulled at the chains to try and reach him.  "More please, Sir."  The girl arched her back to press her breasts out for him but he made her wait.  Standing just far enough she could not reach him.  His eyes took her in.  The rise and fall of her chest, the flush of her cheeks, the wetness of those lace panties.

When Nathan touched her again, his fingers traced down her stomach.  Her flesh jumped at first contact and he felt the tremble in her muscles.  He ran his fingers around her belly button, dipping lower, across the top of her panties before sliding down between her legs.  Her head flew back as a moan escaped from her very core.  It filled the room, slow and needy as his fingers traced along the slick lace that covered her mound. 

Pressing closer, Nathan moved his arm around her, fingers working to unclasp her bra as the other hand continued the exploration of her covered sex.  Teasing the lace between her lips and over her sensitive button, he pushed on, edging her closer to that blissful release before pulling back each time.  Her whimpering protests were meaningless.  He would give her a release when he chose to and not a moment before.

Her bra fell away, exposing her breasts to the cool night air.  His fingers brushed across the nipples.  Feeling their hard tips beneath them before tugging gently.  Nathan kissed her chest, moving lower until he could bite at the side of her breast.  Hearing the groan under her breath, he smiled and moved to suck hard on that rigid tip.  Her body arched, and pushed her breast further against his lips.  His hands moved to her ankles, releasing the shackles as he pulled back until her nipple popped from his mouth.

Nathan grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her into a kiss that was pure hunger for his girl.  Her scent invaded his senses, making him crave the taste of her as he pushed her back and kneeled down in front of her.  His breath tickles across her stomach before he raked his teeth against that supple flesh.  Biting it then kissing lower as he pulled her legs up and hooked them over his shoulders.

He looked her in the eyes and saw the purity of her need staring back at him.  It was the first taste of her he would ever have, but they both knew it would be far from the last.

**  Story by: mystermitch resident **

** Photos by: mystermitch resident **

** Furniture used:  ::WS:: Bondage Cross ** 

Posted by Ruby Pearl  for mystermitch