27 A Golden Chain with beautiful Gems

Changying gasped as Wang opened the box revealing a short golden chain. Each of its links had at it centre a brightly coloured gem stone. "If you accept this," he paused briefly making sure she realised she had a choice, "For as long as you wear this and each time you wear it, here after, you will do exactly as I say." His eyes still bore into hers as if trying to read every thought in her head.

Changying knew she loved the man looking at her so intently, she had never felt this way about anyone, and nobody had ever made her feel so wanted and desired. She trusted him and knew he would not ask anything of her that she could not give. She nodded her understanding and acceptance of his gift as her eyes flickered from his to the beautiful necklace. She noticed a small tremble in his hands as he took the necklace from the box and her mind wondered at that briefly before he spoke to her again.

"This weekend will be very different," his eyes had softened at her acceptance of the necklace, "All you need to do is trust me, and do as I ask," he hands pulled the chain about her neck, it fit she noticed, snugly as if it had been made for her alone. Once again she nodded not trusting her voice, watching the look in his eyes and melting at the way they devoured her with desire. "I need to hear you say it," he whispered as the clasp finally fell into place against her neck.

Leaning in, he nibbled the flesh of her neck above the chain as she whispered, "It's so beautiful, thank you. While I wear it, I will be yours and yours alone," she smiled crookedly at him acknowledging to herself he didn't need the necklace, she was already his in every way that mattered. She was sitting in his lap naked while he still wore his suit and she almost giggled that she had already done exactly as he asked before the introduction of the necklace. "I will do as you ask," she added softly.

Wang smiled as he saw the corners of her mouth tilt up, realising she held no trepidation of what she had just committed to. He leaned back in the chair and spoke quietly but with authority, "Take off my tie, my pretty one," he smirked at her as her hands automatically reached for his tie drawing the ends apart and holding it limp from her fingers. Taking from her fingers he picked up her hand and began winding around one wrist, picking up the other hand he bound her wrists together, her eyes curiously watching his every move. She accepted his tying her wrists meekly, and when he finished he leaned in to kiss her, picking her up and placing her on her feet.

Wang led Changying to the centre of the cabin between the sofa and the dining table where there was a vacant space and reach above him to what she had assumed was a low hanging lighting fixture. From within the hanging crystals, he drew a hook and lifted her tie bound hands to it. Changying found if she relaxed her arms the hook pulled further down and she relaxed her arms until it stopped giving way. Her arms were still held above her head, but she did not feel stretched uncomfortably. Continuing to watch Wang, Changying saw him pull two crystals from the ornamental display and hang them from a second hook the weight making her arms rise higher. Wang continued to add crystals until Changying had no choice but to stretch up and eventually stand on her toes to take the weight on her wrists.

Changying said nothing as she watched Wang take a larger crystal off the hook counter balancing her weight and reattached it to the display before walking away from her. Turning slowly, Changying followed his movement as he took off his jacket and moved into the kitchen. Staying silent as he pulled a bottle of champagne from the fridge and opening it with a loud pop he turned back toward her. Not bothering with a glass Wang took a sip tilting the bottle up to his mouth. Walking slowly back toward her he smiled widely his eyes taking in her curves as she hung at his will. He revelled in the power it gave him and once again was amazed at this girl that had so captivated him. She was exactly the type of girl he fantasised about, soft and curvy, willing and giving, faithful and trusting, smart and curious, he adored her and knew she was his soul mate, this weekend he would make sure she knew he was hers.

"Would you like some champagne, my love?" He asked still smiling widely.

"Yes, please," Changying whispered.

Wang tilted the bottle up to his lips again taking a large mouthful and leaned in to kiss her dribbling the bubbly liquid between her lips. Changying swallowed the still cool liquid tasting Wang along with the liquid. He repeated the manoeuvre twice more letting her drink from his lips and kissing her deeply after each mouthful she took.

Wang bent low and dribbled a tingly stream from the bottle over her breast lapping it from her nipples, the bubbles tingling against her skin as his tongue teased her all the more. Changying panted at the eroticism of the act, and he repeated the slow process on her other breast. Wang loved her breasts, the nipples rose so high making them seem perky despite their size and weight. Taking another mouthful directly from the bottle he stood up erect and once again dribbled it into her mouth and kissed her deeply, his free hand dropping to her cunt delving deeply to tease her to the point of panting and rocking her hips into him.

Changying ached to wrap her arms around him, and cling to him as she usually did when in the height of need and wanting but all she could do was rock her body closer hoping to feel the form of him against her. Once again he stopped just as she climbed close to the edge, but he wouldn't let her fall over it, Changying whimpered as he moved away once again. She ached for him, desperate for his touch her body bowed as she begged, "Please. Please, don't stop."