章 9: Day 9 - Feathers/Bondage/Thigh Riding
Day 9 - Feathers/Bondage/Thigh Riding
"Just relax," Laura murmured, her voice low but soothing, as she trailed the soft tip of a feather down Bradley's bare arm. "This is supposed to be fun, remember?"
Bradley shifted slightly on the bed, her wrists tied gently to the headboard with silken scarves, her body stretched out and exposed beneath Laura's attentive gaze. She let out a small, nervous laugh, her eyes flicking up to meet Laura's. "Yeah, I know," she said, her voice a little shaky but teasing. "I'm just not used to... this."
Laura chuckled softly, the sound warm but laced with that familiar edge of control. "That's why I'm in charge," she replied, her lips curling into a faint smile as she twirled the feather between her fingers, letting the soft bristles dance over Bradley's skin. "You don't have to think. Just feel."
Bradley's breath hitched slightly as the feather brushed against her collarbone, sending a shiver down her spine. "Easy for you to say," she muttered, her voice filled with a mixture of nervousness and amusement. "You're not the one tied up."
Laura's smile widened, her eyes darkening with intent as she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Bradley's neck. "Trust me," she whispered, her voice low and commanding. "You're going to love this."
Bradley swallowed hard, her heart racing as Laura's words wrapped around her like a promise. She had always known Laura had a certain intensity, a way of getting under her skin with just a look or a word, but this—this was different. This was Laura in complete control, and despite the flutter of nerves in her stomach, Bradley couldn't help but feel excited by it.
Laura sat back slightly, the feather still gliding over Bradley's skin, this time tracing a slow path down her chest, just barely grazing the edge of her bra. The sensation was maddeningly soft, teasing, and Bradley's body responded instinctively, her back arching ever so slightly as she bit her lip.
"You're so sensitive," Laura murmured, her voice laced with amusement as she watched Bradley's reaction. "I haven't even started yet."
Bradley let out a breathy laugh, her eyes fluttering shut as she tried to focus on the sensations Laura was creating. "You say that like it's a bad thing," she teased, though her voice was a little breathless, her body already tingling from the light touches of the feather.
Laura smirked, her gaze fixed on Bradley's flushed skin, clearly enjoying the way Bradley was reacting to every delicate stroke. "Oh, it's not a bad thing," Laura said softly, her voice dropping to a lower, more intimate tone. "It just means you're going to have a lot more fun."
The feather trailed lower now, brushing over Bradley's stomach, making her shiver again. Bradley's fingers twitched in their restraints, her body straining slightly as she tried to keep herself still. "This is torture," Bradley muttered, her voice filled with mock frustration, though there was a glint of amusement in her eyes.
Laura's laugh was soft but wicked, her fingers deftly twirling the feather in slow, lazy circles over Bradley's hips, just brushing the edges of her underwear. "That's kind of the point," Laura replied, her voice filled with playful intent. "I want you to feel every little thing. No distractions, no rushing. Just you, me, and this."
Bradley's breath hitched as the feather danced over her sensitive skin, but even through the haze of pleasure, she couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "This was your therapist's idea, wasn't it?" she muttered, her voice laced with amusement despite the shivers running through her. "I didn't think therapists were supposed to suggest… this kind of thing to help couples get closer."
Laura raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by Bradley's quip as she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against Bradley's ear. "Well, I have a very progressive therapist," she whispered, her voice filled with mischief as the feather moved lower, teasing the edge of Bradley's underwear again.
Bradley let out a breathy laugh, her body squirming beneath Laura's touch. "I'm pretty sure there's nothing in the therapy manual about feathers and bondage," she teased, though her voice was starting to falter as Laura's teasing became more deliberate.
Laura chuckled softly, her eyes darkening with intent as she moved the feather aside for a moment, her fingers trailing down Bradley's sides, making her shiver. "Maybe not," Laura murmured, her voice low and soothing. "But I don't think you're complaining."
Bradley swallowed hard, her body trembling as Laura's fingers moved to the waistband of her underwear, teasingly slow. "I guess I'm not," she whispered, her voice filled with a mixture of anticipation and surrender.
Laura smiled, her eyes never leaving Bradley's as she slipped her fingers under the waistband, tugging the fabric down in one slow, deliberate motion. Bradley's breath caught in her throat as she felt the cool air against her bare skin, the sensation sending a jolt of excitement through her body.
As Laura tossed Bradley's underwear aside, she glanced down at her own body, still clad in a black lace bra and matching panties—simple but effective. She noticed Bradley's gaze and smirked, leaning down to brush her lips over Bradley's neck. "You can look, but you don't get to touch," Laura whispered, her voice filled with playful command. "Not until I say so."
Bradley let out a soft groan, her wrists tugging slightly at the restraints as she squirmed beneath Laura's body. "You're really getting into this, huh?" Bradley muttered, her voice breathless but full of amusement.
Laura's smile widened, her fingers trailing down Bradley's stomach, teasingly slow. "Maybe," she murmured, her voice soft but firm as she reached for the feather again, bringing it back to Bradley's exposed skin. "But it's working, isn't it?"
Bradley's breath hitched as the feather brushed against her inner thigh, the light, teasing sensation making her squirm with need. "Yeah," she whispered, her voice barely audible as she bit her lip. "It's definitely working."
Laura smirked, clearly pleased with the effect her teasing was having on Bradley. She twirled the feather between her fingers, letting the soft bristles drag slowly over Bradley's thigh again, the light touch sending shivers through her entire body. The feather felt delicate, almost maddening in the way it barely touched her skin, leaving her aching for more.
"You're so sensitive," Laura murmured, her voice a low purr as she trailed the feather higher, brushing it against the sensitive skin just above Bradley's inner thigh. "I could do this all night."
Bradley let out a soft whimper, her hips shifting as she tried to press up against the feather, desperate for more contact. But Laura kept the feather moving in slow, deliberate strokes, never quite giving Bradley the pressure she craved. "Laura, please," Bradley gasped, her voice trembling with need. "It's driving me crazy."
Laura's smile widened as she watched Bradley's body writhe beneath her, every muscle tense with anticipation. "That's the idea," Laura whispered, her eyes darkening with intent as she lowered the feather even further, brushing it lightly against Bradley's wet folds.
The sensation was almost unbearable—so soft, so teasing, the feather barely grazing her skin, but it sent a shock of pleasure through Bradley's body that made her hips buck against her restraints. "Oh my God," Bradley moaned, her head falling back against the pillow as her body trembled from the intensity of it. The feather was so light, so teasing, and yet it felt like fire against her most sensitive spots, making her ache with need.
Laura watched with a predatory glint in her eyes, the sight of Bradley completely undone beneath her only fueling her desire to keep teasing her. She moved the feather over Bradley's folds again, this time brushing it more deliberately against her clit, making Bradley cry out in response.
"See?" Laura whispered, her voice soft but filled with command as she watched Bradley's reaction. "It's all about the little things… every touch, every sensation."
Bradley's breath came in short, ragged bursts as she struggled to stay still, her body desperate for more contact, for something deeper. "Laura, I can't—" Bradley gasped, her voice breaking. "I need—"
But Laura wasn't done with her yet. She twirled the feather again, letting it graze over Bradley's slick folds, teasing her clit with soft, featherlight strokes. The sensation was almost torturous in its intensity, making Bradley's body arch off the bed as she tugged at her silk restraints, her fingers twitching in desperation to touch Laura, to hold onto something solid.
"You're so wet," Laura murmured, her voice low and filled with satisfaction as she watched Bradley's body respond to the teasing. "I can see how much you want this."
Bradley's head thrashed against the pillow as Laura continued to tease her with the feather, each stroke sending electric jolts of pleasure through her core. The light tickle of the feather against her wet folds, the soft brush against her clit—it was too much and not enough all at once. She was right on the edge, her body trembling with the need for release, but Laura kept her dangling there, never letting her fall over the edge.
"Please," Bradley whimpered, her voice barely more than a breath as she looked up at Laura with wide, desperate eyes. "Please, Laura… I need you."
But Laura wasn't ready to give in just yet. She pulled back slightly, her gaze locked on Bradley's trembling body as she stood up beside the bed, her hands moving to the waistband of her panties. "Not yet," Laura murmured, her voice soft but filled with intent. "I want you to watch me first."
Bradley's breath hitched, her eyes wide and filled with need as she watched Laura slowly slide her panties down her legs, revealing the slick heat of her arousal. The sight of Laura's bare body, combined with the intensity of the moment, sent another wave of heat crashing through Bradley, but she was powerless to move, her wrists still tied to the bed with the soft silk scarves.
Laura tossed her panties aside and reached behind her, unclasping her bra with one smooth motion, letting it fall to the floor with deliberate slowness. Her eyes never left Bradley's as she stood there, completely exposed, her body glistening with desire.
"See how wet I am?" Laura whispered, her voice filled with a teasing edge as she ran a hand down her own body, her fingers brushing over the slick heat between her legs. "All for you."
Bradley's eyes widened, her body trembling as she tugged against the restraints, desperate to touch Laura, to feel her in her hands. "Please, Laura..." Bradley begged, her voice thick with need, her body aching from the tension Laura had built between them. "Let me take you. I need to—"
But Laura wasn't finished teasing her. She moved her hips slowly, sliding her wetness against Bradley's muscular thigh, letting Bradley feel just how slick she was. Her fingers brushed over her own folds again, gathering more of her arousal, before she leaned forward, tracing her wet fingertips over Bradley's lips.
"Not yet," Laura whispered, her smile soft but wicked. "You're going to have to wait a little longer."
Bradley moaned softly, her lips parting instinctively to taste the wetness Laura offered her. Her tongue flicked out, teasing the tips of Laura's fingers as she struggled against her silk restraints, her need growing more intense with every passing moment.
Laura's eyes darkened as she watched Bradley, her own arousal slicking the inside of her thighs, her skin flushed from the friction and the pleasure coursing through her. She let out a low hum of approval, trailing her fingers down Bradley's chest, leaving a glistening path behind.
"I love how you look when you beg," Laura murmured, her fingers now grazing the edges of Bradley's underwear, still teasing her, still keeping her on edge. "But I'm not done playing with you."
Bradley groaned, her muscles straining as she tried to press up into Laura's touch, her body slick with sweat and desire. "Laura, please," she gasped, her voice rough with desperation. "I want to feel you. Let me touch you, please."
Laura chuckled softly, her fingers sliding over Bradley's skin, brushing dangerously close to where she knew Bradley needed her most. "Not until I say so," she whispered, her voice laced with command as her hips moved against Bradley's thigh, her slickness coating Bradley's skin. "You don't get to decide when this ends."
Bradley whimpered, her entire body aching from the tension, the heat, the desperate need to take Laura, to hold her, to lose herself in her. "I'll do anything," Bradley whispered, her voice pleading. "Anything you want. Just... let me."
Laura's lips curled into a smile, pleased by Bradley's submission, the way she had completely unraveled beneath her. "Anything?" Laura asked, her voice low and full of promise as she slid her hand lower, finally brushing against Bradley's soaked underwear.
Bradley moaned, her body trembling beneath Laura's touch as she felt Laura's fingers tease her through the wet fabric. "Yes," she gasped, her voice shaking with the intensity of her need. "Anything. Please."
Laura's eyes gleamed with satisfaction as she moved her fingers in slow, deliberate circles over Bradley's soaked folds, feeling the heat and wetness there. "You've been so good for me," Laura whispered, her voice soft but full of command. "I think you've earned it."
Bradley's body trembled as Laura's fingers slid under her underwear, finally making contact with her slick skin. The feeling of Laura's touch against her, after all the teasing, all the buildup, was almost too much. She gasped, her hips bucking against Laura's hand, desperate for more.
Laura smiled, leaning down to press a soft kiss to Bradley's neck as her fingers moved against her in slow, sensual strokes, her own body still grinding gently against Bradley's thigh. "That's it. Come with me," Laura whispered, her voice thick with affection as she watched Bradley's body respond to her touch. "Let go. I've got you."
Bradley's moans deepened, her body quivering beneath Laura's expert touch. She could feel the slick heat of Laura's arousal gliding over her thigh with every movement, the friction driving them both closer to the edge. Her body was straining, her mind swirling with desire, completely consumed by the way Laura moved against her, the way Laura's fingers slid over her, teasing and coaxing her towards release.
"Laura..." Bradley gasped, her voice shaking as her hips bucked against Laura's hand, desperate for more of her touch. The tension inside her built higher, the pleasure coiling tighter and tighter until it was almost unbearable. "Please… I'm so close."
Laura's smile widened, her lips brushing over Bradley's ear as she whispered softly, "I know, baby. Just hold on a little longer." Her fingers moved faster now, pressing more firmly against Bradley's clit, sending waves of pleasure coursing through her. The wet sound of Laura's movements, mixed with the feeling of her grinding on Bradley's thigh, filled the room with an unmistakable heat.
Bradley's muscles tensed, her body arching into Laura's touch as the pleasure built to an overwhelming height. She could feel herself teetering on the edge, her body trembling with the need to let go, but Laura kept her steady, kept her right on the brink.
"You feel so good," Laura murmured, her voice thick with satisfaction as she rocked her hips faster, her wetness slicking Bradley's skin. "Just a little more, Bradley. Come with me."
Bradley whimpered, her body shaking as she felt Laura's fingers moving against her with perfect precision, hitting all the right spots. The tension inside her snapped all at once, her body convulsing as the release crashed over her like a wave, sending shudders through every part of her.
"That's it," Laura whispered, her voice filled with warmth as she felt Bradley fall apart beneath her, her body trembling from the intensity of her orgasm. "You're doing so well."
Bradley's moans grew louder as her orgasm washed over her, her hips bucking uncontrollably against Laura's hand. Her muscles clenched tightly, her body consumed by the pleasure that rippled through her in waves, leaving her breathless and spent.
Laura's own body trembled, her hips grinding harder against Bradley's thigh as she rode out her own release, her slick wetness coating Bradley's skin as she came with her. She let out a soft, breathy moan, her head falling forward as her body shuddered with the force of her orgasm.
For a moment, they both stayed there, their bodies trembling in the aftermath, the room filled with the soft sounds of their pleasure. Laura's hand still rested on Bradley's thigh, her fingers stroking her gently, grounding her as they both came down from the high.
"You did so well," Laura whispered, her voice thick with affection as she leaned down to press a soft kiss to Bradley's forehead. "So perfect."
Bradley let out a contented sigh, her body slowly relaxing beneath Laura's as the aftershocks of her orgasm subsided. She felt completely spent, completely at ease, her mind still spinning from the intensity of what had just happened.
Laura smiled, her fingers still brushing lightly over Bradley's skin as she pressed another kiss to her lips, soft and lingering. "I love how you look when you're like this," she murmured, her voice filled with warmth. "Completely mine."
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