Reflections

"Come here." He said to me. He was sitting on the floor at the end of the bed, with his knees bent and feet flat on the floor. He was completely naked and his skin glowed a rich mahogany colour in the dim light from the lamp. He held out one hand to me while patting the floor between his feet with the other.

I took his hand with mine as I stepped closer to him. Raising a hand he stopped my progress. "You are beautiful tonight. You look just like an angel" he murmured. "Take off your robe." I turned to do as he asked and for the first time I noticed that there was a mirror propped against the wall. I could see him sitting behind me as I removed my robe. Knees spread and cock starting to grow hard. What on earth could he be up to?

"Come Cherié, sit between my legs and rest your back against my chest. I have something to show you." Naked, I crawled into his embrace. Sitting cross-legged I settle against his chest his arms and legs surrounding me and I instantly feel safe and protected.

I lay my head back against his shoulder and he begins to nuzzle my neck, kissing and nipping, soothing the tiny sting with his tongue. I tilt my head to the side to allow better access and sigh as I close my eyes. As his hands wander over my skin I can feel his cock stirring at my back. I open my eyes and glance back at him. "you said you had something to show me, Caro? What is it?"

"Hush Cherié, look." And he pointed at the mirror. Framed by the edges of the mirror I gaze at the Tableau we make. I've always marveled at the way we look together; I am the Yin to his Yang. The light to his dark. How pale my alabaster skin looks against the rich warm tones of his. I watch transfixed as his hands steal across my skin. Watching as he brings his hands up to cup my breasts as he lowers his mouth to my shoulder.

He continues to cup my breasts and I watch as the nipples pucker and harden under his touch. Moving slowly I watch as his hand strokes over the soft skin of my belly, caressing the slight swell as he moves his hand down to trace the crease of my thigh. His hands feel so wonderful my head falls back and I close my eyes again. "Non Cherié! Tes yeux. Regarde nous!" He says. "No, my love! Your eyes. watch us!"

He shifts a little bit so he can wrap my long hair around his wrist and using my hair he holds my head still. I lock eyes onto the picture we make in the mirror. And watch as his hand once again caresses the skin of my belly and down over my mound to the apex of my thighs.

Grunting with dissatisfaction he makes a little tsking sound and moves my legs. He positions them spread open and pins them with his own legs. Leaving me feeling exposed and vulnerable. I try to cover myself and he brings his hands to mine and murmuring sweet words tells me that I am beautiful, the most incredible thing he has ever seen. I can feel my skin warm with the words as I look in the mirror and try to see myself the way he does.

I don't even notice at first when he slips the rope around my wrist. I look up at him in the mirror and he is watching me. He slides another rope around the other wrist and I notice that they seem to be attached to the bed. With his legs pinning mine and now the ropes holding my arms open I am fully exposed. I look at myself in the mirror. My eyes are bright and my skin is flushed. My chest is rising and falling rapidly with my breaths. This is new and I can't decide whether I am excited or scared. But I really want to know what happens next.

He murmurs something against my neck but I don't hear what he says. I gaze at him and watch as his nostrils flare and he licks his lips. I shiver at the desire I see on his face, goosebumps rising on my skin. He runs his hands over my arms and down my body to my hips where he pulls me snuggly against him. I feel his cock hard against my back and watch as he slowly begins to play with my exposed sex.

Kissing my neck and shoulders we watch as his hands slide over my pussy slowly tracing along each lip. Before dipping between them to the heat and moisture within. I hear him hum with approval as he finds just how excited I am to be helpless like this. Unable to move and at his mercy but knowing I am also completely safe with him.

I roll my hips up a little bit trying to get him to touch me where I need him to and he chuckles. Pinching my nipple in admonition. I moan as he continues to tease me, circling my clit and playing at my entrance, and never quite getting there. "Ah Cherié, you must wait. I will give you what you want but you must be patient. Do not take your eyes off the mirror and watch. Tonight you are my instrument and I will make your body sing for me." His lips move against my skin as he whispers the words next to my ear.

He moves his hand and slides it up my chest, between my breasts and then he slowly closes his fingers around my throat. I know he can feel my pulse tripping against his fingers as my breathing catches. "Shhh Cherié, do not be afraid. I won't damage you." He says as his other hand slides back between my thighs.

I shake my head a little bit and whisper "I'm not afraid of you. I trust you. I always have. I'm just not sure what I am supposed to do." "Just feel cherié, and watch"

His fingers delve between my folds and I can see that they glisten as he moves. I watch as he slowly sinks one dark finger into my wet pink flesh. Gasping as I feel him tighten his hold on my neck.

I watch the erotic display we make as his hand moves over me and into me all the while his other arm pins me against his chest a dark arm between my breasts and his strong hand against the smooth skin of my throat. I sigh as he begins to move quicker. Circling my clit with his finger and then plunging back into my depths. Having found a good rhythm he begins to tease me. Bringing me close to the edge only to back off before I topple over.

I'm squirming against him as I watch and see the evidence of my desire. The way my lips glisten and are fuller now. The wet sounds as his fingers slide into and out of me. I watch as a little trickle of moisture runs down my thigh. My breathing is shallow and I cry out. "Please, Caro, please I need to cum. I can't handle it anymore." His hands still "Cherié, you may cum when I say you can. And not before. Do you hear me?" I bite my lip and nod. Trying not to scream.

I watch in surprise as he reaches for something and my eyes widen as he withdraws a vibrator from beneath the bed. Placing it against my pussy I feel the pulsing sensation throughout my entire body. He moves it through my slick folds covering it with my juices before probing my opening with the tip. I close my eyes and try to prevent the building pressure from tipping me over the edge.

"Cherié, ton yeux! I will not tell you again. You watch me as I fuck you with this toy. If you close your eyes again I will spank your ass." My eyes snap open and fly to his in the mirror. I can tell he's not joking as his eyes flash and I nod. I quiver as he brings the toy back to my swollen flesh and I watch as he slides it into me. The sight has me mesmerized as I watch it gliding into and out of me. And my climax starts to build again. I squirm but without the use of my arms and my legs still being pinned, I don't have much range. I can't make it hit the right spot to bring my climax and end the torment. I whimper and catch his eyes in the mirror. "please Caro please." With a low growl, he touches a button, and the pulsing sensation increases. As he moves the wand in and out I feel the pressure building and building. I am panting and moaning holding onto my control with every piece of strength I can muster when he says one word ."Now!" And my world explodes. My head falls back and my eyes close as the waves roll over me. And still he doesn't stop, I feel his hand tighten around my throat as he continues moving the wand and I feel another wave building behind the first one. Harder and stronger as I feel his fingers pressing into the pulse on my neck. I am overwhelmed with sensation and I scream his name as my vision dims and I free fall over the edge a second time.

As my breathing calms and I regain my senses I can feel his arms and legs still wrapped around my body. He says my name as he begins to release my wrists. He helps me to my feet. "Cherié, what did I tell you? You were to keep your eyes open." I stare at him wide-eyed and he looks back at me calmly. "Go and wait for me beside the couch. I will be there in one moment to administer your spanking." And then he leaves the room...