Just Curious Ch. 05

I answer them automatically. Too tired to think. The only thing I want is an orgasm. Even a teeny tiny little one would be enough right now. He stops asking questions when my head drops against his shoulder. He tilts my face to look at my eyes and says it's time for bed.

He leads me to the bed. "Do you want to sleep on your belly or your back?" His hand glides over my sore, burning ass and I hiss at the pain.

"My back. I can't sleep on my front." Marcus settles me into the soft comfy bed and lifts my hands above my head. I watch passively as he attaches the wrist cuffs to the headboard. "I need to keep you on edge for a little while longer. This will keep you from touching yourself." He shows me one of those baby monitor devices sitting on the nightstand and tells me if I need anything, just call out and he'll hear me.

He's leaving! I need to cum. I need it. I can't make it through a whole night like this. I can't. "Please don't leave me like this. Please Marcus."

Marcus is half way to the door when I start begging. He turns and looks down at me for what seems like an eternity. He's the only one who can help me. He can't leave me this horny all night long. I won't make it.

He walks back to the bed, still naked from our shower. He leans over and releases one of my wrists. My eyes latch on to the thick cock swaying gently between his legs. It isn't until he reattaches my wrist to the headboard that I turn to look at his face. Both my hands are near the left side of the headboard. Marcus turns me on my side and I feel him climbing into bed behind me. He settles in behind me, spooning me. I feel his cock pressing against my sore ass. My excitement is short lived as I realize he is just settling in to sleep, not to fuck me. No no no no

"Please fuck me. Please, I can't stand it anymore. Marcus, you have to fuck me."

Marcus slowly lifts his hand out from under the covers and wraps it around my neck. He doesn't squeeze, he just lets it rests there. "Did you just give me an order?"

Having a large hand covering your windpipe, while your hands are restrained and unable to resist in any way, is a terrifying experience. "I'm sorry. But please. Please fuck me. Please. Why don't you want to fuck me?"

"This week isn't about what I want. It's about introducing you to your submission. Sex is only a part of that submission, and it's something that I control, not you. I decide when to fuck you. I decide when you're allowed to cum. I control your pain. I control your pleasure. I own you; body and soul. Just let your mind go, and follow your body. I'll take care of everything else. Now sleep. You're exhausted and it's only your first day."

I think I must have groaned at that last statement, because his hand leaves my throat and pops me playfully on the nose. He tells me to sleep again and I feel him settle in behind me.

I'm asleep in minutes.

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