The Perfect Night [C] [M]

The Vampire pulled back slowly.

He gazed down at her silently for a few long moments, his icy blue eyes piercing hers.

"Shirt, bra and underwear off. Leave everything else on," he ordered.

He wanted her. He could be tender when he had her right where he wanted her.

Sonia held Cy's gaze for every passing moment he looked into her eyes. His stare took her breath away. Never had she met someone with such piercing eyes. It was like he could see right into her soul.

She nodded and sat up, doing exactly as he ordered. She pulled the sweater off and then unclasped her bra, laying both articles of clothing on the bed.

She then pulled her panties off so she was only in her skirt and stockings.

The girl looked at her lover for approval.

Cy smirked as she did as she was told.

She was such a good girl. Such a sweet innocent little girl, looking for approval. He loved it. She was so easy to manipulate.

"I want you to clip your nipples again," he purred softly. He wanted to see her like she had been the day before. Bent over the bed and spread for him.

This time he wasn't going to stop.

The two of them would get what they wanted.

Sonia nodded her head again and got off the bed to pad over to her dresser. She grabbed the clothes hangers as well as the rest of the stuff and brought it all back over to the bed.

She sat on her knees and obediently placed the clamps on her nipples, eliciting a gasp as each one was set. She bit her lip and trembled. It was so painful it made her shudder.

She looked back over at Cy's icy blue eyes, seeking comfort and praise.

Cy smiled as she did as told again.

Such a good little girl. And he told her as much, praising her as he let his fingers stroke through her hair.

She was always so good. A perfectly submissive girl.

His fingers stroked down her chest to tug gently at a peg, twisting it a little to pull another gasp from her.

Sonia smiled even though her cheeks were flushed red from the pain. Hearing that she made him happy and feeling his hand through her hair, it made everything in this moment feel right.

She'd always fantasied about being taken by a dominant male like this, and now it was finally happening.

When he twisted at the peg, Cy earned more than just a gasp. She cried out and griped onto his forearms. She was very sensitive.

His eyes flashed and a smirk curled his lips as she cried out.

Oh this was brilliant. Not only did she taste good and act like the perfect little submissive, she was also sensitive.

Cy couldn't have picked better.

"Again, sweetheart. I want to hear you pretty little voice," he crooned as he twisted the peg again.

Sonia gasped out and leaned forward as he continued to play with the clamps.

"Ahhmmm C-Cy" She moaned out, closing her eyes tight to try and fight back the tears that were welling up. Her toes curled and her hands continued to hold onto his arms tighlty.

He purred softly, leaning down to capture her lips with a deep kiss.

She was so cute.

His fingers mercifully let go of the peg and stroked down her body slowly. The tip of a finger traced around her belly button slowly.

"Touch yourself and tell me how wet you are for me."

Sonia's lips pressed against Cy's with need, she kissed him back with nothing but love and adoration.

She got chills as the man traced his fingers along her body and around her belly button. How she loved those hands of his.

The girl let go of his forearm and reached her hand down below her skirt. She fondled herself while she kissed Cy's jawline, taking in everything he made her feel.

"I'm ready for you Cy. I want you so badly." She whispered.

His hand curled around her wrist, pulling it from under her skirt gently.

His tongue laved over her wet fingers, tasting her essence with a purr, his eyes never leaving hers.

"Mmm, I think you are ready for me. Lay back."

Cy reached out for the belts that Sonnia had bought over.

Sonia couldn't help but blush as he licked at her feminine fingers. Everything about him was so attractive to the girl. From the way he looked, to the things he did. She was drawn to him like a moth to the flame.

She laid back, looking at him with a trusting and needy expression. He would take her on this night. Her waiting would finally pay off and they would make wonderful, exhilarating love.

A moth to the flame. She couldn't have picked a better analogy.

Cy was like fire; a creature that was constantly changing and could always cause harm if you got too close. He was dangerous and she was drawn to him and his supposed beauty. Just like a little moth.

Cy purred as he grasped the woman's ankles, pushing them up gently. He made quick work of typing them to the headboard with the sturdy belts Sonia had gathered.

The woman lay with her legs spread and bound, tied so her back arched and she was completely exposed to him.

Sonia was a flexible girl. She brought her hands up to her mouth timidly as she lay completely exposed.

"C-Cy..." She whimpered. "Should we have a safe word?" She asked.

From all the things she'd read and seen online, a safety word was always mentioned as a must have for bondage relationships.

"Just the same as it was yesterday, sweetheart. The colours. Remember?"

That would always be his safety measure. He liked the colour system. It worked well for him.

"Yellow if you start to feel really uncomfortable and red if you want me to stop," he reminded her.

The Vampire leaned down, his tongue running slowly over her slit.

Sonia nodded.  

She liked the color system.  It was easy to remember, she just wanted to reestablish it.  

When she felt Cy lick at her, her body tensed up and then relaxed again.  She let out a fluttering sigh.

His tongue lapped at her again, slowly teasing her with a soft caress.

Just like he had before, he wanted to tease her to the point where she could do little more than writhe in place. This time, though, he'd have her when he was done teasing her.

She was just too much to resist, tied up like this.

The girl placed her hands on her cheeks to try and hide her blushing. Her toes curled and she whimpered softly.

Her pussy glistened from both Cy's saliva and her own wetness.

She'd always dreamed of being bound like this, at someone's mercy.

Who was better to take her there than Cy?

No one. He was absolutely perfect for her.

Her entire body craved him.

She was so wet. So ready for him to take he.

He nipped at the sensitive skin of her pussy sharply before his head moved away.

The touch of his tongue was replaced with his fingers, stroking at her slowly, pressing against her clit and rubbing in slow but firm circles.

Sonia jolted and yelped out when Cyneric nipped at such a sensitive part of her body.

She gasped and struggled to steady her breathing while his fingers played with her. It felt great, but somehow what he was doing, combined with how vulnerable she felt, made it all the more enjoyable.

She really, really liked being tied up. It was making it all so much more exciting.

His fingers continued to tease her with gentle strokes and light pinches, though he never did more than touch her clit for a few moments at a time.

He'd tease the woman until she went mad.

Then he would finally have what he wanted.

Cy laid a gentle kiss on the back on one exposed thigh.

The girl got shivers running through her body. Her legs trembled and fought against the restraints in reflex to what he was doing.

Her hands remained placed on her cheeks, covering them and the rosy hue they had.

Sonia's eyes fluttered shut as she sighed and moaned with every teasing touch he provided her.

His fingers stroked over her slowly, mapping out each detail of her most intimate area, just to tease her.

He wanted her to tremble and whine, cry out and plead for him to do more. Cy wouldn't do any more until he got those cries and pleads. Cy enjoyed hearing them too much to forgo them when he got the chance to hear them.

The girl would suffer at his hand. She'd suffer through a lot of teasing touches.

And tremble and whine she did. What he was doing felt so good and relaxing, but she craved more.

Her toes girl and she tried to work her hips so that he was touching her more deeply.

"Cyneric, p-please." She simpered. "More, I want more."

"Do you?" he crooned softly, his fingers stroking over her in the same teasing touches.

"Tell me what you want."

He wanted to hear about all the dirty little things her mind had stored away. He wanted to hear all her dirty little fantasies.

Cy was certain that she would spill all her fantasies to him.