Bottles and sex...sex and bottles. How would a bottle be sexy? Hee hee. According to the folks at Everyday Kinky, the bottle above is really sex. So... do you want to read more stories about kink and this bottle? Head on over to Everyday Kinky to read the other stories, but be sure to read mine first. Grin.
Testing Her Limits, Copyright 2014, Wendi Zwaduk
Meg waited for Master James to return. He'd left her alone in the dungeon room. She wasn't worried. He probably had a window she couldn't see and was watching her. The chill in the space wrapped around her. Her nipples beaded and she shivered. The leather cuffs pulled at her wrists and her arms tingled. She'd only been on the cross for five minutes, but the time felt so long.
The door across the room opened and Master James entered the space. He strolled across the dungeon room to where she stood. His suit coat fit his body snuggly, curving around his muscles and showcasing his body. The man liked to be tailored and perfectly pressed. She loved his sense of style and most of all his charm. She hadn't planned on coming to Desire and certainly wouldn't have stayed, if he hadn't been there to hold her hand.
Master James had one hand hidden behind his coat and the other one stuffed into his pants pocket. "Look at me, pet."
When she did, he showed her what he'd hidden--a bottle of Pepsi. He twisted the lid off the bottle. "Thirsty, pet?"
"Yes, sir." She knew better than to thank him yet or to expect him to give her a drink. That was part of their game. He'd test her limits to see if she could handle him.
"Good girl." He tipped the bottle top to her lips, but instead of giving her a drink he slid the cold beverage over her bare body. The sticky liquid caressed her skin and dribbled between her cunt lips. She shivered again and moaned.
Master James pressed his mouth to her breast and sucked. The pull added to her pleasure. She balled her fist in the cuff and wished she could touch him. She wanted to run her fingers through his hair. He raked his teeth over her nipple, then bit.
"Thank you, sir," she cried out.
"Not done yet." He flattened his tongue along the lower swell of her breast, then stood tall. "Now you may have a drink." He held the bottle to her lips.
She gulped down the soda, happy to have something sweet. When she gazed up into his eyes, he smiled.
"I'll keep pushing you, love." He winked. "Just wait and see."
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