He growled and then let go, "You are not to speak again without my permission and you are to do everything I asked of you. Do you understand, Genevieve? You may speak."

"Yes, Sir," I smiled, keeping my back turned to him.

I felt his hand trail down my arm, grabbing the plug from my hand before forcefully throwing it to the bed, "You want to play on your favorite?"

I nodded my head and felt the anxiety leave my stomach as I heard him chuckled, "Then get your ass over there."

I turned and made my way over to the structure that I had once had a dream of being tied up on. I stepped onto the platform and started buckling my ankles in. I held my hands up and he quickly buckled in my wrists.

"Eager, are we," he asked with a smirk against my right breast.

I nodded and rolled my head back as his teeth made contact with my hardened nipple. A moan escaped my parted lips as his teeth tugged, but then he stepped back and took his shoes off.

He pulled his shirt out of his pants and started unbuttoning, "We're going to do something different this time. You rely on your sight far too much, Princess. So we're going to get rid of it."

I saw the smirk and bit my lip. He was going to blindfold me?

"Are you excited," he asked and I nodded.

I was looking at him in all of his glory. He only had his socks and suit pants on now so his arms, chest, and stomach were on full display. My mouth was drooling at the bulging muscles under his silky skin. Every breath he took puffed his chest out and every time he moved his arms the muscles contracted.

"Like what you see," the smirk was still ever present.

I hummed and then blushed. I felt like a teenager around him. Like he was my high school crush or something, but he would definitely be a teacher. He had me hooked on his every word and I was waiting and wanting more.

He turned around to the dresser and opened the top drawer and then the bottom, returning to me with a blindfold and a riding crop.

He placed the blindfold over my eyes and then kissed my lips gently. I parted my lips as I was breathing heavy. Without his shoes, I couldn't hear his movements so he could be anywhere.

"Calm down, Princess," he whispered against my left breast, "Your little heart is fluttering."

I rolled my head back and moaned as his teeth tugged the nipple, "Have I ever mentioned how exquisite your breasts are," he whispered and then his tongue caressed the bud.

While he had his teeth and tongue around my nipple, he was grazing the leather of the riding crop up my right leg and when he got to my thigh the crop disappeared before it lightly smacked against my skin.

I yelped and chuckled breathlessly. Being blindfold was as much fun as it wasn't. I wanted to watch his every move. I wanted to see the look in his eyes as he worked, but it also made every sensation that much more intense.

I felt like a live wire as he backed away from me. I heard the whizz before the sting against my left thigh and yelped again. He was aiming to shock, not punish and I was grateful.

I shuddered as I felt the crop on my throat before it slid down my chest and disappeared before I felt it come down against my nipples, one after the other.

I couldn't help the moan that escaped my lips. And when I felt the crop trail down my stomach and disappear before touching my shaven mound I froze. I knew his next move and even though I did, when the crop hit my sex I still moaned loudly.

"Are you wet, Genevieve?"

I nodded and then bit my lip, waiting for his next move.

"Good, we're going to do something fun. Are you ready? You may answer."

I was a little skeptical of his idea of 'fun', but whispered, "Yes, Daddy," anyway.

He disappeared for a moment before I heard him rummaging around in the drawers, then he disappeared again. Since I didn't have my sight I had to focus my mind of my other senses and the next best one was hearing but with his shoes off it was hard to follow his movements.

I heard something buzzing next to my ear and I sucked in a breath as it touched my shoulder before dragging along my collar bone to my throat.

I chuckled as I realized what it was. He ran it down my chest and when it touched one of my nipples I laughed breathlessly and he moved it to the other.

I bit my lip to suppress the moan trying to escape but when he moved the vibrator down my stomach my breath hitched.

"Do not speak, Genevieve," he commanded as he pulled the vibrator away from my skin, "Do you understand?"

I nodded and waited for his next move.

I felt his fingers part my folds and then I felt the vibrator against my clit.

I moaned and rolled my head back and I gently rolled my hips against it.

"Try to stay still, Princess," he asked of me and then kissed my hip bone.

I heard a click and then the vibrations got more intense.

"Fuck," I moaned and immediately felt a slap against my right breast.

"I told you not to speak. Apologize," he said harshly.

"I'm sorry, Daddy," I whimpered as I tried to still my hips.

I focused on the sensation, my heavy breathing and his lips against my hip, my stomach, and then my nipple.

I was getting close already and I really wanted him inside of me, but I was told not to speak and I would do my best not to disappoint him again.

As my moans got louder I felt him pull the vibrator away for a few seconds, before coming back. And like the first time, when my moans got louder, he pulled it away.

He was edging me, trying to ruin my orgasm. I huffed out in annoyance, but then when he put the vibrator back to my sensitive bundle of nerves, it was like he never took it away.

This went on for several more minutes and with each time he took it away my whining got louder. I felt I could cry from how much I needed to cum. At one point I heard him chuckle as my hips tried to follow the sensation when he pulled away.

"You want to cum," he asked and I heard the smirk in his voice so I knew he was up to something, but my lizard brain was only thinking about the orgasm I so desperately wanted.

I nodded ferociously and he left the vibrator against my clit and I cried out as I came after a moment. When I came down from my climax he still had the vibrator against my clit and I tried to pull away, but he followed.

I whined loudly and twisted, but he slapped my left breast, "Stay put. You wanted this, you take it, slut."

I felt too sensitive, but I felt the pressure building in my stomach again. He turned up the setting one more time and I screamed as it buzzed against my already sensitive clit.

It only took a few more moments to cum again and this one was more intense than the last. When I came down from that one, he still had the vibrator pressed against me and it hurt.

I was screaming and wasn't stopping. I was too sensitive and my whole body was jerking away from the sensation.

"Please, please, ," I yelled, knowing full damn well I was breaking the rules, but it was too much.

"I think you've got one more in you, don't you think, Princess?"

I shook my head but already felt the pressure in my stomach building. My screams turned to loud moans and then when the orgasm hit I was knocked breathless. I was gasping as I rode out the high.

I felt the vibrator leave my skin and I sighed in relief and sagged against the restraints.

"How do you feel," he asked as he unbuckled my ankles.

"Worn out, tired, exhausted," I whispered as I laid my head against my arm.

"I'm not done with you yet, Princess. You feel like you can take a little more?"

I let out a huge breath as I felt him releasing my wrists. He put my arms around his neck and lifted my legs around his waist. Not bothering to take off my blindfold, I laid my head on his shoulder and kissed his neck.

"Depends," I answered quietly.

"On," he chuckled.

"If you're going to fuck me, then the answer is yes, but if you're going to continue what you were just doing then no."

He laid me on my back on the bed and then pulled one of my wrists above my head and slipped something silky around it.

When I pulled my wrist I found that It wouldn't move it any further. He did the same to the other and then I heard his belt zip through the loops and then drop to the floor. After I heard his pants lightly fall to the ground I felt him get on the bed and push my knees to my chest with my thighs apart.

"You look so pretty spread open for me, Princess."

I blushed and felt his lips against my inner thigh, working his way up. I instinctively tried to close my legs as I already knew what his plan was, but he growled and pushed my thighs apart.

"Keep those pretty legs wide open for me," he whispered against my lower stomach.

"Please, don't, Sir," I pleaded in a whisper.

"Are you absolutely sure you can't take anymore," he asked as he kissed his way down toward my folds and I could hear the smirk.

"You said you wouldn't, Daddy," I whined as I felt him open my folds wider for his viewing pleasure.

"Oh, I did no such thing," he chuckled before I felt him swipe his tongue from the bottom to the top.

"Oh, God," I shuddered as his tongue made contact with my too sensitive clit.

"I want to hear you scream my name, Princess. This will be the one and only time I give you permission to use my name in the playroom."

He started licking and sucking my clit harshly and I was screaming, for sure, but it wasn't his name. I arched my back and tried to pull away from him as I felt his teeth drag along my clit, but he held my hips down with an arm across my waist.

"Dominic, please," I whimpered.

He never let up though. I knew I only had to say that one word and he would stop, but I knew I could take this one. If he tried again I would, but for now, it was almost unbearable, but I could and would get through this.

I had imagined his lips, his tongue, his teeth on me down there but even my wildest fantasies didn't do it justice.

He was truly gifted. He was gifted at everything he did, but with this... It was bittersweet.

I hated that he was going down on me right after I had already had three painful orgasms, but I would take what I was given.

I really wanted the blindfold off so I could watch what he was doing. I bet it was a sight to see and that he would look into my eyes as he pleasured me. I couldn't see the smirk he had on his face, but I knew there was one. I was moaned loudly; some of it was his name, some of it wasn't.

I bet my lubricant was all over his beard and mustache now. The thought made a blush creep from my cheeks down to my chest. I wanted to see his face, I really wanted to watch him.

"Let me see you, please," I pleaded and tried to pull my arms down.

"You wanna see Daddy work," he asked huskily and I felt his warm breath fan against me.

"Please, Dominic, please," I felt him lean up and put a hand next to my shoulder before I felt him pull off the blindfold.

It took a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dim lights, but when they did he was right above me with a small smirk on his face.

I bit my lip and stared into his eyes. My eyes then traveled down to his mouth and just like I had predicted, his facial hair was saturated and glistening. I wanted him inside of me then, more than I had ever.

"Please, Dominic," I asked and stared at his lips.

"Do you want me to finish?"

I watched his lips move and when they stopped and I hadn't answered, he smiled, showing off his teeth.

His infectious smile made me smile and then I looked up into his eyes.

I was in love with him, I realized then.

I wanted to wake up to that smile. I wanted to look into those eyes. I wanted his warm body pressing its weight into me because he knew I liked the pressure.

Would he want me to say those words? Would he fire me and never want to see me again? Would he feel the same way?

I decided to test the waters, "Make love to me, Dominic."

His breath hitched and I saw a small frown on his lips. For a moment, I was terrified. He knew what I meant. We had never called it that; it was always either fucking or sex, but never 'making love'.

My heart was racing as I watched emotions cross his face until he leaned down and kissed me gently.

"Okay," he whispered before looking down between us and guiding his erection towards my entrance.

I closed my eyes before he pushed in, but he stopped short and pushed some hair that had fallen across my forehead away.

"Open your eyes, Genevieve," he whispered.

I complied and as soon as my eyes met his I felt him push in. I gasped at how big he was like I did every time. His size always shocked me and I was sure I would never get used to it.

"You're so beautiful," he whispered as he bottomed out.

My cheeks were burning at his compliment. It wasn't every day that he told me what he thought, and it made my heart clench.

He pulled out and pushed back in slowly, setting a place that was sweet and gentle, but nonetheless pleasurable.

His eyes were intense as they searched mine and when he hit a certain spot inside of me after having tilted my hips up, I closed my eyes and moaned lowly.

"Open them," he whispered.

I fluttered my eyes open and he was smiling. I saw the unspoken truth in his eyes. He felt what I felt, but neither of us was sure if it was just the intimate moment we were sharing or not.

I wasn't going to say it first, I wouldn't be able to take the rejection and I didn't know how he would feel once it was out in the open, so for now, I focused on keeping my eyes on his and feeling him slowly push and pull out of me.

"Dominic," I breathed as I felt myself getting close again.

"I know, baby," he breathed out as well. I was clenching around him more and more and even though he had set a slow pace, both of our breathing was heavy like we were running a marathon.

"I'm gonna cum," I realized out loud and blushed.

He didn't smirk, only leaned down and kissed me gently before pressing his lips to my neck, "Then cum for me, Genevieve," he whispered.

My head rolled back and I moaned loudly as my climax crashed over me.

I felt his pace grow sloppy and then he stopped, releasing inside of me, before letting out a low moan.

We stayed joined for a few moments, just breathing each other in. His head was between my arm and neck and I could smell the shampoo he used.

He pulled out of me but left gentle kisses all over my cheek and jaw.

"There's no going back, is there," he asked in a low voice as he kissed my neck.

"No," I shut my eyes.

Would this be our end?