Wet Dream
NSFW 18+, EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT
Shii stared at Kaoru, who looked utterly terrified, and she grinned. In her hand, she held a whip, her gaze fixed on him as he sat bound on the bed, his wrists tied with rope, a cloth gag stuffed into his mouth. He was completely captive.
“Ahahaha, Kaoru~ don't be scared, darling. I won't hurt you~,” Shii purred as she placed one knee onto the mattress. Her hand slid across his thigh, still covered by his trousers.
“Why are you so frightened, sweetheart?” She cupped his cheek, stroking it gently. “Don't be afraid. I'm very kind, you know~”
Cold sweat began to trickle down Kaoru's temples. His eyes couldn't focus, darting nervously as he tried to pull away from her touch, especially when her hand slipped inside his trousers, wrapping around his core, which was already hardening in her grip.
“See? Even this part of you is enjoying my hand,” Shii laughed again, mocking the way his face twisted between pleasure and fear.
Deciding that hearing his voice would make things far more interesting, Shii finally pulled the cloth gag from his mouth.
“Fuahh...” Kaoru coughed immediately, gasping for air. “Shii-chan...” he whimpered, his face flushed red, eyes glistening with something between dread and desire.
“Hmm? What is it?” Shii grabbed his chin, pressing her thumb past his lips to rest against his lower teeth.
“To-touch me... but please... don't be rough,” Kaoru stammered, his voice coming out so adorably small and helpless that it sent a thrill straight through Shii.
“Hmm~ alright, alright. For your sake, I'll be gentle,” Shii said with a sweet smile.
Her hand trailed down to his waist, giving it a brief squeeze that made him moan before she pulled down his trousers along with his underwear. There it was—his core, already fully erect, standing proudly as if challenging her.
“My, my... it's already so big, isn't it?~” She cooed, stroking the tip that fit so perfectly in her grasp.
Shii caressed his shaft and the soft weight beneath with agonizing sensuality, drawing growls and moans from Kaoru's throat, especially when she applied slow, teasing pressure that made him ache for more.
“S-Shii-chan... aahh... d-don't toy with me,” he begged. But Shii ignored his pleas. She knew her husband wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her, but she wouldn't give him that satisfaction so quickly. She kept servicing him with her hand, slow and deliberate.
Kaoru's moans echoed through the room. With his hands tied, there was nothing he could do but surrender, letting Shii play with him however she wished. Until finally, after what felt like an eternity, she felt him tense—his entire body going rigid—and not long after, thick white liquid burst forth, spilling over her fingers and staining the bedsheet beneath them.
“Hah!” Shii jolted awake, her body springing up slightly. Sweat trickled down her temples as she stared at the ceiling above her, confusion clouding her eyes.
“Shii-chan, did you have a nightmare? Hm?” She turned her head to the side and found Kaoru watching her with a worried expression.
She studied Kaoru's face, her mind reeling. Wasn't Kaoru tied up just moments ago? Hadn't she been playing with his lower half, teasing him relentlessly? Had it all been just a dream?
“Kaoru... I think I just had a wet dream,” Shii announced bluntly.
“Eh?” Kaoru's brow furrowed deeply. He had not been prepared for that piece of information so early in the morning.
“Kaoru... please be my bottom,” Shii said again.
“EH?”