To Hear You Moan Again

(This is 7000 words and it's a slow burn. I recommend reading 'To hear you moan, the full story' before this one but it isn't necessary. If you're here for spice start at chapter 5. I wanted to further develop the characters and hope I was able to capture their insecurity and how they build trust together. I don't know much about this topic and it's been frustratingly difficult to find fem dom stories that don't involve humiliation or discipline. If I've written something impossible or missed something important please let me know.
Constructive criticism is always appreciated and haters can gfy. I'm writing to heal myself but I'm posting because praise is nice *wink*)
CH1
It's been a few weeks. I honestly thought you weren't interested in playing again despite the almost daily messages. It's been nice getting to know each other and we've built up a friendship but it seems as though that's all you want. Not sure I can do that, your moans were too delicious. I'll just have to be clear about what I want, a friend with benefits, and see if we continue.
Tonight however you are being decidedly more flirty so I respond back in kind.
My phone chirps again, 'I've been thinking about getting my own ribbons.'
'What colour?'
I can see you're taking a while to type your answer. 'Blue, you said it's your favourite colour.'
'Hmm you would look good in blue.' Is my quick reply.
'*smirk emoji* It might look better on you'
'You don't have to tie my hands to make me moan.' I reply.
'I remember.'
'So you think about last time? You haven't mentioned it, I assumed you wanted to pretend it didn't happen.'
'You didn't ask me.'
I pause. Have you been waiting for me to bring it up? I think back over our conversations and realize I have carefully avoided the topic if sex or our one night together. It doesn't take me long to figure out why once you bring it to my attention, I am shy and more than a little insecure.
My next message reads, 'It was very new to me, a first actually. I've never felt in control before. I haven't gone to bed with someone so quickly either.'
'It felt natural, you've really never been so dominant in bed before?'
'No. I brought up the idea but was always met with disinterest or disgust, sometimes anger.'
'They'll never know what they missed out on.' you respond and then another message appears 'What made you ask me?'
I hesitate, unsure of how to respond. Experience says I could easily offend you because so many guys associate their self worth, pride, and confidence with dominance. That ego is a delicate aspect to touch and I'm worried that you won't like my answer.
My phone chirps again. 'That's a long pause after so many quick replies. Are you busy or hesitant?'
'Hesitant' I quickly type then I pause. I bite my lip, close my eyes and hit send.
'So hedge your answer, see how I respond. You already know I enjoyed letting you take control.'
I ponder. Did I ask because I thought I had nothing to lose, one night with a man who was practically a stranger? Maybe I asked because I got a sense that you'd like it. I decide to just be blunt.
'I hoped your ego could handle it, you seem confident but not in a bravado sort of way.'
'*smile emoji* I like that answer.'
You send another message, 'Your place or mine?'
'If you still want to play I think I prefer white ribbons.'
'Do you have 2 more? I'd like to be held back a bit more.'
Grinning at my phone I reply, 'If that's the case I can find something a little more restrictive.'
'Yes, please. I'm free tomorrow night.'
'I'll be waiting.'
'Goodnight'
'Sleep well'
'I will after I think about your teasing lips for a while.'
CH2
I wake up smiling, I must have had some good dreams. As I'm making coffee my phone chirps. It's you.
'Good morning, I did sleep well.'
'I'm glad, you'll need the energy tonight *wink emoji*'
'So we are still on? You were bold last night, I thought you might have been into some wine and would change your mind this morning.'
'I stopped drinking a while ago, that was all me. Maybe some nerves this morning.'
'Me too but I'm excited.'
A second message appears, 'Shit. I just got called into an emergency meeting tonight.'
Disappointed, I respond, 'We can try again another night.'
'These thing never go past 8 or 9, can I come over after that?' You reply.
'Sure! I like late nights. I'll be here.'
'See you soon'
Sipping my coffee I stare out the window for a while thinking about tonight. I close my eyes and relive some of our first encounter. My breasts feel heavy and my nipples poke at my tshirt. Sighing I get up and get ready for the day.
After work I head to the small boutique. I summon some courage and walk into the store where I'm immediately greeted by a friendly woman at the counter.
'Welcome back!' she says smiling, 'Did he like the ribbons?'
I blush, this is all so new to me. Escort 'He did, and he wants more.'
She walks towards the back of the store and motions me over, 'How much more?' She points at a wall covered with leather, straps, thin chains and lots of buckles.
'Well, he asked if I had 2 more ribbons and said he'd like to be more restricted.' I say, looking at all the things and not knowing what body parts most of them are for.
'Hmm, that's not very clear. Does he mean he wants to be splayed out on the bed, does he want to be forced to stay soft or to not speak or see?'
I consider our messages last night, I assumed he meant having his ankles bound. 'I'm not sure.'
'I know you are new to this so let me share a very important part.. be very clear with what you both want and don't want.' She replies.
'Do I just send him a message asking?'
'Be direct, yes.'
I groan internally, of course I need to be direct. It's just that I've been hiding my sexuality for so long it's a hard concept to hold.
I send you a message, 'You said you wanted more.. what did you mean?'
I chat with the clerk for a few minutes while I wait for a response. She explains how some of the gear works and gives me some tips on how to drive you wild.
You respond, 'I don't want to be able to leave the bed, I like the idea of not knowing where you'll touch next and I definitely want those light touches but I have to be able to hear you. And to feel your skin.'
'Arms and legs immobile or Vetruvian man style?' I reply.
'*grin emoji* Surprise me'
'Okay,' I say to the clerk, 'I'll stick with the ribbons for his arms but I want something to hold his legs that still allows him some movement.'
'I have just the thing!' She replies happily and pulls a set of deep red leather cuffs with a long strap attaching them. 'This strap goes under the mattress or around the footboard. It slides so he can move one leg while it pulls the other. It can also be split in half and attached separately for a tighter hold. And it has quick releases on the straps here, near the cuff.'
I take them from her to feel the leather, fiddle with the quick release and buckles, I smile to myself. When I run my hands over the heavy cuff I'm surprised to feel a plush interior, very soft against the skin.
'I like this, I'll take it. Is there a preferred type of blindfold or do I just use another ribbon?'
'You can, but depending on how much you get him thrashing ribbons can slip.' She grins at me and points to something similar to a sleep mask. 'This type of blindfold doesn't move easily, and no knots at the back to cause a headache.'
I nod and pull one off the wall. 'And something for light touches, tickling.'
She glances at a riding crop but seems to change her mind and suggests something with many soft leather pieces trailing from a handle.
'This can be used many ways.' She drags it across the counter, then slaps the ends down hard. It's called a flogger'
I wince at the loud slap and think about how that would feel. 'I don't want to cause him any pain. I'm not into humiliating or degrading him or anything like that.'
She looks at me intensely, 'And if that's what he wants?'
I bite my lip, sigh, and say, 'Then we aren't really compatible.'
'Good.' She smiles, 'Know your boundaries. This doesn't have to be used like that, I can show you if you want to hold out your arm.'
I do and she runs the many leather straps up my forearm then she gently slaps my arm, it doesn't hurt at all.
'You can also press the other end against pressure points like between his collarbone and shoulder. A quick way to press him against the bed.'
I'm considering it but in the end opt for a few feather options. I thank her for all her help and head back to my house.
CH3
I'm scrolling tiktok when you arrive, I'm dressed in my usual jeans and a T-shirt but I'm also wearing a cute lingerie dress underneath. Leaving your shoes at the door I notice the distinctive yellow/gold colour of your socks and comment that it's the same colour as a Star Trek uniform. You give me a grin and pull up the pants leg to show off the Star Trek insignia on the side of the socks.
'I build stuff, it seemed to fit.' You grin at me. 'I don't think we had a wars vs trek discussion. I know that your favourite dinosaur is the diplodocus but we forgot an equally important topic.'
'It's such a fun word to say!'
Grateful for the easy lead into conversation we walk into the living room and sit facing each other on my one small couch.
'You prefer Star Trek?' I ask.
'Yes, it's one of the very few sci fis that portray the future in a hopeful way, ignoring the most recent ones anyway.'
'You took the words out of my mouth!' I exclaim.
We spend time geeking out over our favourite Star Trek episodes then move to books. You browse my book shelves and when you get to the spicy section you glance over your shoulder at me.
'I don't see any ACOTAR Escort Bayan or Haunting Adeline here, are the dark romances hidden away under your mattress?'
I shake my head slightly and refocus on your words rather than enjoying the view of you stretching and bending to pick up books.
'I'm not into them, I like stories that make you feel good and have happy endings. A bit of drama or trauma is fine but I'm definitely not into cruelty, vengeance, anger, humiliation, pain, or any of the other topics that require trigger warnings.'
'Would you say your desires match your reading choices?' You ask.
'Yes, mostly. Are you okay with that?'
This is what the clerk and I spoke about, I hold my breath as you cock your head and look at me.
'I think we are on the same page. I'll never again accept being involved with that type of sex or that lifestyle.'
I consider your words and am about to ask a question when you turn back to the bookshelf and run your hand along my extensive IPB collection.
You are about to pull out one of them when I jump up and grab your hand.
'Those are a bit different and I'd rather not weird you out.' I say.
'Ice Planet Barbarians, I've read a few.' you raise my hand to your lips for a kiss, 'It's easy to see why the series is so popular. Is that why you said that your interests mostly follow your reading?'
'Yeah, I hate winter.' I grin at you.
I raise my other hand to your shoulder and look up into your eyes, 'You're nearly as tall as them.'
With a cheeky smile you respond, 'Maybe we can cosplay some day.'
I pull your hand to the back of my neck and perching on the tips of my toes I reach up for a kiss. A sweet gentle caress of lips, a flicker of tongue. Your free hand reaches my lower back and hug me to you but the height difference is too much for my neck and I rock back onto my heels.
'This would be easier horizontally.' I murmur.
You chuckle, 'Smooth.'
I giggle and nudge you in the ribs, 'I haven't flirted in a very long time, cut me some slack!'
Still holding your hand I lead you to my bedroom. I turn to face you and say, 'We have words, do you remember?'
You nod, 'Apple to stop and Now when you can't stand teasing me any more.' You grin widely at me as I blush.
'That word was supposed to be for you but I guess it does work both ways.' I reply letting my hair fall over my face.
You place a finger beneath my chin and lift so I'm looking up at you again, 'We are playing, we don't have to follow a script. The only rule that matters is that a safe word means stop.'
Running your thumb along my jaw you keep talking, 'I like when you blush, I like when you are confident, I like when you are shy. And I really like when you want to jump me.'
'Then you'll like this.' I say and press on your chest so you topple onto my bed.
Before you've stopped bouncing I'm on top of you, straddling your hips. I lean forward and kiss your lips again, a feather soft touch before I run the tip of my nose along your jaw and on a small exhale nip your earlobe. I roll to your side and lean on my elbow. 'You're overdressed.'
A flicker of hesitation crosses your face before you stand up and turn your back to me. The white dress shirt fits perfectly and I enjoy watching your body move as you begin to release buttons. Properly fitted clothes enhance any body shape but I'm especially attracted to yours. I slide to the edge of the bed and lay my hands on your hips just as you finish the last button. I press lightly and you turn towards me, dropping your arms. I lick my lips, I can't help it.
'You're delicious.' I say while staring at the sliver of bared chest and the fur travelling down to your pants.
I tug you towards me and wrap my legs around your upper thighs, I press kisses from your belt buckle to as high as I can reach, the middle of your chest. I slide my hands under your shirt and very lightly rake my nails across your skin. This has the effect of showing off your stomach and hips, I feel my nipples harden.
I get on my knees on the bed which brings us nearly to eye level. 'Take your shirt off for me.'
You shrug out of your dress shirt and my eyes nearly roll back with pleasure as you let the shirt fall to the floor. 'Come here.' I say and beckon you closer with a crooked finger. I trace my fingers down your arms and grasp your hands.
I lean in close and whisper in your ear, 'You have only two minutes before I strip you bare and make you mine. Why are your hands at your side?'
A smile quirks your lips and I release your hands. Immediately you encircle my back with one arm and wrap your hand in the hair at the base of my neck.
'Two minutes.' I say before your lips press against mine. Your tongue dances against my mouth, you nip at my lips trying to get me to let you in. When you loosen your grip and I sense you are about to pull away I let my lips part to your tongue. With a quick inhale I suck your tongue against my lips and I see your Bayan Escort eyes flutter. Then I let you lead the kiss while I quietly unbuckle your belt and trousers.
CH4
I unwrap my legs from you, gently bite your swollen lower lip and lean back. You take a small step back and your pants fall to the floor. You look surprised and I giggle.
You step out of your pants and strike a pose.
'Mmm, I like that.' I say with a little hum.
You look around my little room and ask, 'Where are your ribbons?'
'You're still overdressed,' I reply as I slide off the bed. I step past you and trail my hand across your hip, along the length of the bulge in your boxers and continue on to press my whole hand against your ass before walking to the end of the bed.
Was that a shiver? I haven't explored your back or ass. We haven't talked about it yet so that's for another day. I love the idea of exploring you bit by bit like this.
As I reach for the ribbons you strip and lay on the bed, arms folded behind your head. I walk back to the head of the bed, I reach over your body and you lift your arm towards the headboard.
I repeat my words from the first time we did this,
'You are bound by your choice, there are no knots. Hold this ribbon as long as you want and remember our words.'
'I remember, I trust you.' You say and close your eyes.
I slide the ribbon across your chest; I follow the end as it runs along your pecs and I let my hair tickle your skin, your body flexes as your muscles bunch and release. I kiss your nipples as I slide the ribbon across and up to your wrist. Wrapped twice on my headboard and twice around your wrist I again place the loose ends in your palm, you clasp them tightly.
I run my hand down your body, light tickling touches all the way to your toes as I walk to the foot of the bed. At the clink of metal you open your eyes a bit but when you see the ankle cuff in my hand your eyebrows shoot up and you half lift your torso off the bed. You grunt as your left arm remains pressed against the headboard.
'Second thoughts?' I ask.
'I.. no.. It's just a bit familiar.' You pause and take a few slow deep breaths. Your eyes are a little wider than usual and you are watching me carefully, I can see that you are suddenly nervous.
I put the cuff on the bed and lay my hands on your calf, you don't flinch so I gently rub the muscles. I move down your leg to your ankle, pressing gently in small slow circles, then rubbing my thumbs into the ball of your foot. Alternating between squeezing and pressing the arch and bridge of your foot I massage my way to your toes, tugging and rolling each gently. I watch as your body relaxes, your face softens and your breathing is less concentrated. I wait for you to speak, I jostle the cuff to recreate that sound and when you don't react I move to the other side of the bed. I put that cuff on the bed beside your foot. I place my hand on your calf and again begin massaging my way from knee to toes. Your eyes are half lidded now but you are still watching me. I look back at what I'm doing, I can feel knots and tight bunches of muscle and while I'm not a masseuse I can provide a little bit of relief. When I'm nearly finished you speak.
'Thank you.'
After a moment more caressing your calf I ask, 'Do you want to talk?'
You lay back on the bed and rest your free arm across your stomach. 'No need,' you say closing your eyes. 'Your actions speak clearly.'
I purse my lips as I look at the cuffs. I pick one up and run the soft interior along your ankle, you jerk and open your eyes again.
'Hmm, super ticklish. Good or not good?' I ask while giving you my biggest doe eyes.
You laugh, 'I don't know. I'm just jumpy I guess.'
Your cock has gone completely soft. 'Jumpy means tense and that's the opposite of what I think we want. Don't push yourself so hard. We'll play with these,' I lift the ankle cuff, 'another time.'
I put the cuff aside and climb onto the bed. I look into your eyes and crawl slowly up your body. When we are at eye level I let my body press against yours. I press my thigh between yours and nudge your legs open wider, I let my hips settle across your lower stomach and a moment later feel your cock head begin to thicken against my ass. I give a little wiggle and reach for your unbound hand. You lift your head and kiss me, not deep, not hard. My eyes close and I let out a little involuntary whimper into your mouth. We stay like this for a while, I'm lost in caressing lips and the gliding dance of our tongues. When the arm I'm leaning on begins to tremble I roll onto my side and drape my arm and leg over you. I find both of your arms wrapped around me and my head tucked under your chin. We stay wrapped in each other like that for a long time.
CH5
I must have dozed off, a flutter against my cheek startles me and for a moment I'm confused. I see a white ribbon just above my face and hear your voice. More like feel your voice with my ear pressed to your chest.
'Help me with these, please?'
'Did I fall asleep?'
'Only for a few moments, you didn't even drool.'
I surreptitiously draw my hand across my mouth, 'Maybe next time, that's the deluxe package.. wash and shine.'