All you can do is to endure

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All you can do is to endure

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From the story below:
"Knowing those two things, though adding to your arousal, are what keep you from becoming too desperate."


All you can do is to endure

Nothing else to do than to endure. The hands that are softly exploring your body, or his tongue that is slowly roaming your body, far too slow. Starting with some passionate kissing. You on the bed, with your arms and legs tied to the corners of the bed. And your mouth trying to keep kissing when his slowly withdraw, till the bonds holds you down and you have to break contact because you can't reach any further.

Next come the small kisses, everywhere, out of nowhere. Just below your ears, on your cheeks, your head and all around the neck, while the silk blindfold prevents you from knowing where the next kiss will softly land on your body.

From the neck, the kisses are moving downwards towards your chest, till they stop just when they reached your breasts. The next thing you feel are a few kisses on your belly, followed by the tip of a tongue, playfully touching your belly button.

In the meantime, one hand softly caresses the outside of one of your thighs. And when the tongue stops, you feel the hand slowly moving down. Another hand joins on the inside when the first hand reaches the calf and both slowly travel towards your foot to give it a small massage, followed by a little kiss just above your toes.

The same hands, the same treatment, other leg. From the top of the calf to your foot and the same kiss in the end. But this time you feel four fingers on your ankle slowly moving upwards on the inside of your leg. Three fingers halfway your calf... two fingers left at knee height... one finger halfway your upper leg... and a tickling feeling that continues upwards, while the last finger lose contact just before getting to a part of your body that slowly feels an increase in desire to get some attention.

And from just above that body part, you feel the same fingers barely touching your belly. Feel how they move upwards at your side to your shoulder, moving downwards between your breasts and upwards again on your other side to complete an s-shape around your breasts.

There is nothing you can do accept to endure. Fully aware that he has only just started. But there are also two things you know that helps you to endure all of this, though knowing them ads to the teasing as well.

The first thing is the knowledge of how this all will end for you. Exhausting pleasure, again and again! The kissing, fondling and licking that is to come before, is just a build-up towards the moment that you find yourself happy to be tied. You feel the tongue that finally made its way to the base of one of your breast. Its soft touch right now is a huge contradiction to what you know you will feel from that same tongue in the end, when it will do its magic on you relentlessly. You fear the moment when it will first hits the spot that has been depraved of any attention this far, as you know it will only tease you heavenly and heavily and without mercy at first. But the end will be more than worth it. The grasping for breath and the quivering of your legs, all out of pleasure.

The second thing is the knowledge of how this will end for him. Knowing how all of this will affect your already very aroused teaser. The one with the soft kisses, the magical fingers, a brain that is fully at work to bring you pleasure and... his caged friend that was already in dire need for a while before this long session started. And that it probably will stay depraved from pleasure for a while after all of this will be finally over. Even if you would want to, afterwards you won’t have any energy left in your body to even try to return any favor. Or the ability to do any kind of thinking other than to just absorb the after waves of pleasure.

Knowing those two things, though adding to your arousal, are what keep you from becoming too desperate. And while you feel how without any warnings a drip of water from an ice cube is sending an electric current from one nipple through the rest of your upper-body, you know you still have a long time ahead of you. And all you can do is to endure.
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