“Aah ooogh ooou.”

Everything stopped. The teasing explorations of Maria’s left hand, the swift spanking with her right. Something clattered to the floor, probably the paddle she’d been in the process of picking up to use between every few spanks.

Kevin barely noticed. He was in bliss. Spread eagled face down (with plenty of space to breath), a ballgag in his mouth and a blindfold over his eyes. His entire word was the room, the bondage, and everything Maria did to him. His ass was still stinging, and he loved the tension that came from pulling the leather binding keeping him attached to the bed. His cock was rock hard, and it took every bit of focus he had not to start humping the sheets.

Then the blindfold was ripped off his face. The sudden blast of light blurried Kevin’s vision, and he blinked furious to adjust until he finally saw his girlfriend’s face. Her eyes were wide, and she was clearly out of domme mode. Her expression was totally at odds with the fierce looking black bustier and gartered stockings she’d broken out for the night.

“Did you just say you love me?”

Kevin blinked again, and this time it had nothing to do with the light. It took him another half-second of thought to realize that, yes, he did just tell Maria he loved her. For the first time in their half-year long relationship that, until now, had mostly consisted of bondage games and dates, he told her he loved her.

Kevin nodded, realizing instantly that he meant it. And also that he was still gagged and unable to say it outright beyond a muffled “eees.”

Maria screamed, actually screamed enough to make Kevin wince at the sudden sound. Then she was on him, peppering his face and neck with surprise kisses and babbling excitedly.

“I love you too, Kevin,” she eventually said in between bursts of rapid-fire Spanish.  “And I can not even tell you how much I’m going to reward you. I was going to just tease and deny you all night, but now...”

Kevin was amazed by how much trepidation he felt at those words, exceeded only by his excitement.

The blindfold went back on. The bindings on his wrists and ankles were undone, then redone. Tied to each other so he could kneel in the bed. And for the rest of the night, there was no pain. No smacking, no pinching. Just pleasure, over and over again.

Kevin heard himself moan over and over again as Maria assaulted him with pleasure on every part of his body while he did his absolute best to return it in his bound, gagged, and blindfolded state. And by the end of the night, he knew this was going to last.