“Uh...”
Casey snickers.
“Do you want to see them?”
“Yes.” I swallow past the lump in my throat as a lot of related details fly through my head. If we’re going to have sex, Casey’s going to be naked as well. I’m going to see her naked, and that sends another lightning bolt to my cock.
“Untie the laces,” Casey says as she loosens the rope around my shoulders just enough to let me move my arms.
My tongue darts out over my lips as I reach for the laces that hang right near her cleavage. I pull at the end, and the knot unravels. I loosen the ties a bit more, pulling the ends through the eyelets until her corset top drops, revealing her nipples.
My heart skips a beat. I’d assumed she’d have a bra on underneath, but I guess the corset was tight enough to make any additional garment unnecessary. I thought there would be more effort before I actually saw nipple.
I feel my dick start to press against Casey’s thigh as it starts to throb. I have to close my eyes an
d breathe deeply a few times to get a little control back.
I don’t understand why I’m having this reaction. The dungeon is full of naked breasts, and it’s not like Casey’s are vastly different from the others I could examine with a glance. I don’t want to look at the others, though—I want to look at hers.
I already know how soft they are, but as the corset drops to her waist, I can see how perfectly round they are with large, deep pink areolas with pointed nubs in the center. Casey’s breasts aren’t small, but they aren’t huge either.
They might actually be perfect.
Casey places her hand over the back of mine, moving both up until I’m touching her right breast. She controls my hand, moving it to cup her from underneath and lift slightly so I can feel the weight. She guides my fingers to stroke the flesh on top, pausing when my thumb is over her nipple. When I stroke my thumb over it, her nipple hardens.
Casey and I let out simultaneous gasps, and I glance at her face. She smiles slightly, her eyes hooded, and the expression makes my dick dance. I swallow hard as she tightens her grip over the back of my hand, causing me to squeeze her breast.
She guides my hand to her other breast, and my breath quickens. She leads my hand with hers back and forth until I’m practically panting, and my dick is starting to ache against her leg.
“Rocco, I’d really like to put that massive hard-on to good use. You ready to lose your virginity?”
I open my mouth, but no sound comes out. Remembering her earlier instructions, I tilt my head to the right, nearly fast enough to give me whiplash.
Casey grins before she places her hand on my chin and presses her mouth to mine once more. Just as I begin to lose myself in the kiss, she pulls away and smiles again.
“What if I...if I come too soon again?” I glance away as my heart starts to pound.
“You came just a few minutes ago,” she says very matter-of-factly. “I’m rather impressed you’re ready to go again so soon. Chances are, you’ll hold out longer. If you don’t, then you must think I’m really, really hot.”
Casey winks at me.
My mouth opens, and I want nothing more than to tell her that’s exactly what I think, but the words won’t come out.
“Control will come in time, Roc. For now, enjoy the orgasm when it comes, so to speak.” She laughs as she pushes me off of her and starts to tie my ankles.
Casey bends my leg at the knee, tying my ankle to my thigh before wrapping the rope down my leg, making Munter hitches along the gap between my thigh and my calf. She does the same with my other leg before pushing my legs apart, my feet firmly planted on the ground, up close to my ass.
“I...I still don’t know what I’m supposed to do,” I say. “Not really.”
“What you are supposed to do is to let me tie you down, and then lie there compliantly while I fuck your brains out. Think you can handle that?”
“Yes.” My voice cracks as my dick practically jumps.
Casey grins at me before she reaches over and takes my stiffening dick in her hand, stroking it up and down twice before she releases me and moves to my hands. She binds my wrists together and then brings them up over my head. She fastens the end of the rope to an eye bolt on the floor, securing me swiftly.
Casey runs her hand over my chest and stomach, stopping just short of my eager cock. She tilts her head to the side, runs her finger over the tip, and then sits up. Hiking her skirt up a little, she tosses her leg over me easily, then places her hands on my chest.
I realize immediately that she isn’t wearing any panties under her skirt and that her fishnet stockings only go up to the top of her thighs.