After Emma earns her pearl, Donald asks her if she is hungry, and wants to have dinner? She does hear her stomach rumble a little, she hasn’t eaten since yesterday, and tells him it sounds like a great idea.
At the kitchen table, Donald prepares her ass for the plug. Yes, they do need to keep working at this, but now, he has her press one up in him too. Together they feel that wonderful rush as they eat.
He brings the food to the table, and while they are both plugged, naked, and with Emma’s boobs tied and nipples clamped, they act like a normal couple as they chat about their day as they eat. If anyone could see them in this state, they would probably call for an intervention, but for Emma and Donald, this is how it should be from time to time for them.
They love being naked together in the house, they will one day have to deal with it. To have clothes close at hand if someone does come calling, but it is not a concern now. And feeling the plugs up in them does seem to relax them and open them more.
Emma’s now bound, and having clipped boobs is a bit different for the day, but from day to day they will find diverse things to arouse each other, and themselves, over.
So, in a very dissimilar way, they are a perfectly normal couple enjoying their evening meal.
Over the meal, the conversation turns to the other video clip Donald had sent Emma earlier.
“Emma, did you watch it? Do you think you could do that?” he hesitantly asks her.
“Sir, I watched it three times to make sure I understood what to do, and with your help, I think I should be able to,” Emma replies.
Donald grins and leads her back to the bedroom. Again, with his hand on her ass steering her. Things are back to the wonderful balance they have.
This time, after he pulls more string and doubles it, and twists and ties it how it will be needed, Emma just watching so enticed, he hands it to her and lays on his back on the bed.
Emma begins, as she saw on the videos. Wrapping the string midway around Donald’s cock to hold it firm. Then looping over each ball tightly to hold him in this bondage. Around and around each ball. The string does slip from the balls a couple of times, but with his help holding his balls for her, she gets a good noose around each.
Then up around the shaft, tying the string up and around it over and over. Donald cock is firmly bound now, and his glans is becoming rosy and firm, his whole cock is swollen from the binding.
“Are you alright, Sir?” Emma asks with concern.
“I am perfect, my dear,” Donald replies, and now, both so bound and trussed, he pulls her up over his hard cock, and guides his stringed cock into her dripping pussy.
It is a very strange experience. This is never anything Donald has ever done with anyone, but he has so wanted to experience. There are so many things that Donald has imagined over the years, which now seem to be becoming a reality of sensations with Emma.
Her fucking him as he was at school. No, he had never done that with any Subjects before now. The horizons she is opening for him to experience are more than he could ever imagine.
And now, at this moment, feeling his cock so tied up. Holding it hard even if he did come some, and up in her, while not being able to feel her throb against him. The enlightenment of feeling the strings press against her cunt and his cock as they rock together. So well worth it.
Donald lets Emma ride him over and over. He can tell the feel of the rough string against the sides of her cunt is arousing to her. And as he lifts, pulls her to him so he can suck her rosy breasts and tits, still enclosed in the lassos, she moans and whimpers at his attention.
Her hands are on his chest, and he feels her caressing and squeezing his slight man breasts and pinching his nipples to make him squirm inside her.
Donald feels Emma taking him over the mountain. Being tied up, seeing her bound boobs bouncing in from of him as he feels her squeeze his nipples in rhythm with how the sides of her pussy are squeezing against his trussed shaft is overwhelming. He tries his best to delay coming, but he can’t hold back much more.
When Emma arches her back and lets out a low animal moan, he knows she is cumming and he shoots all up into her, filling her fully. As she usually does now, Emma does not release him from her hold until the last drop is sucked from him. Only then does she lift herself off him and lay by his side.
Donald reaches for some scissors on the nightstand and carefully clips the bindings off Emma’s breasts, unwinding them slowly so she can relax and allow them back to their normal state. He gentle caresses and kisses them as the rose fades from them and they return to their normal wonderful shape.
It is only when he is sure that Emma is back down from that cliff he had her on, that he hands her the scissors and asks her to release him. “Be careful where you snip, Emma,” he laughingly tells her.