Ava's Submission

Ava's heart raced as she opened the door to her apartment, her keys jingling in her hand. It had been a long day at work, and all she wanted was to kick off her heels, change into something comfortable, and relax on the couch with a glass of wine. But as she turned the key in the lock, she couldn't shake the feeling that something was off.

The door swung open, and Ava stepped inside, flicking on the light switch as she entered. Her eyes scanned the room, taking in the familiar surroundings, but something felt amiss. She couldn't quite put her finger on it, but there was an eerie silence that hung in the air, making the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end.

As she made her way further into the apartment, Ava's eyes fell on a figure standing in the shadows near the window. Her breath caught in her throat, and her heart leaped into her mouth. She opened her mouth to scream, but the sound died in her throat as the figure stepped into the light, revealing himself to be her neighbor, Jacob.

"Jacob? What are you doing here?" Ava asked, her voice shaking with a mixture of fear and confusion.

Jacob stood tall and broad-shouldered, his dark eyes fixed on Ava with an intensity that made her feel both exposed and vulnerable. He didn't say a word, but his presence filled the room, making it difficult for Ava to breathe.

"I... I thought we agreed to keep our distance," Ava stammered, her mind racing as she tried to make sense of the situation.

Jacob had moved into the apartment building a few months ago, and while they had exchanged pleasantries in the hallway, they had never really gotten to know each other. Ava had always found him attractive, with his chiseled jawline and muscular build, but there was something about him that made her uneasy. She had always kept her distance, and she had thought he had done the same.

"I can't stay away from you anymore, Ava," Jacob said, his voice low and gravelly. "I've been watching you, and I know you feel it too."

Ava took a step back, her heart pounding in her chest. She didn't know what he was talking about, but she couldn't deny the electricity that seemed to crackle between them.

"What do you want, Jacob?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.

Jacob took a step closer, his eyes never leaving hers. In his hand, he held a pair of lacy panties, the delicate fabric stretched and twisted into a makeshift gag. Ava's eyes widened in shock as she recognized the underwear as her own.

"I've been collecting your used underwear from the laundry room," Jacob confessed, his voice barely audible. "I've been obsessed with you for months, Ava. I need to have you."

Ava's mind reeled as she tried to process what Jacob was saying. Her underwear? Obsessed? The situation was surreal, and she felt like she was trapped in a nightmare.

"Please, Jacob, you need to leave," she said, her voice shaking. "This isn't right."

Jacob took another step closer, and Ava could feel the heat radiating off his body. He was so close now that she could smell his cologne, a mix of woodsy notes and something sweet that made her head spin.

"I know you want this, Ava," he whispered, his breath hot against her neck. "I can see it in your eyes."

Ava's body betrayed her, her heart racing and her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She knew she should be afraid, but there was something about Jacob's intensity that drew her in, making her feel alive in a way she never had before.

"I... I don't know what you're talking about," she stammered, even as her body leaned in towards him, craving his touch.

Jacob's hand reached out, cupping her cheek gently. His thumb traced the line of her jaw, sending shivers down her spine.

"Let me show you, Ava," he murmured, his voice barely a whisper. "Let me show you how good it can be."

Ava's resolve crumbled, and she found herself nodding, unable to resist the pull of Jacob's gaze. He smiled, a slow, wicked grin that made her knees weak, and she knew that she was in for a night she would never forget.

As Ava sat on her couch, still processing the shocking revelation from Jacob, she felt a mix of fear and curiosity. Jacob's intense gaze and the way he spoke about her made her heart race. Despite her apprehension, she found herself drawn to his mysterious and dominant aura.

"Ava, I want to show you something," Jacob said, his voice low and commanding. He held up a silk scarf, its deep red color contrasting with the soft fabric. "I want you to trust me and let me blindfold you."

Ava hesitated for a moment, but the thrill of the unknown overpowered her caution. She nodded, and Jacob gently tied the scarf around her eyes, plunging her into darkness. The soft fabric brushed against her skin, sending shivers down her spine.

Jacob took her hand and led her through her apartment, guiding her up the stairs and into her bedroom. The change in surroundings was subtle, but Ava could feel the shift in energy as they entered her most intimate space.

"Lie down on the bed, Ava," Jacob instructed. His voice was calm and reassuring, but there was an underlying current of authority that Ava couldn't help but obey. She lay down on her back, feeling the cool sheets against her skin.

Jacob secured her wrists and ankles to the bedposts with more silk scarves, binding her in place. Ava's heart raced as she realized how vulnerable she was, completely at Jacob's mercy.

"Now, Ava, I'm going to tease you," Jacob said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I want you to feel every sensation, every touch, as if it were your first time."

Ava felt a feather tickler brush against her skin, starting at her neck and trailing down her body. The light touch sent shivers through her, and she couldn't help but moan as the feathers danced across her sensitive flesh.

Jacob traced the feathers along her collarbone, around her breasts, and down her stomach. He lingered at her hips, circling the feathers around her belly button before moving lower. Ava squirmed beneath the blindfold, anticipating where the feathers would touch her next.

As the feathers teased her inner thighs, Ava's breath quickened. She felt her body responding to Jacob's touch, her arousal growing with each stroke of the feathers.

"Please," Ava whispered, her voice barely audible. "Touch me more."

Jacob chuckled softly, knowing he had her exactly where he wanted her. He set the feather tickler aside and trailed his fingers along Ava's skin, replacing the feathers with his own touch.

His hands explored her body, caressing her breasts, her hips, and the sensitive skin behind her knees. Ava arched her back, craving more of his touch, more of his dominance.

Jacob untied the scarf around her wrists, allowing her to reach for him. Ava's fingers found his broad chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath her touch. She ran her hands down his body, exploring the contours of his sculpted abs and the definition of his hips.

As their hands roamed, their bodies moved together in a sensual dance. Ava could feel the heat radiating from Jacob's skin, and she longed to feel him against her, inside her.

Jacob must have sensed her desire, because he shifted his body, positioning himself between her legs. Ava felt the weight of him pressing down on her, and she wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer.

Their lips met in a passionate kiss, their tongues dancing together as their bodies moved in sync. Ava could taste the desire on Jacob's lips, and she knew that there was no turning back.

As the night unfolded, Ava and Jacob explored each other's bodies, pushing boundaries and discovering new pleasures. With each touch, each kiss, their connection grew stronger, and Ava found herself completely and utterly consumed by Jacob's dominance.

As Jacob continued to tease Ava with the feather tickler, she squirmed and writhed beneath him, her breath coming in ragged gasps. The soft feathers danced across her skin, sending shivers down her spine and igniting a fire within her. She could feel her arousal building, her body aching for something more substantial than the feather's gentle caress.

"Please," she begged, her voice barely a whisper. "Touch me."

Jacob paused, the feather hovering just above her exposed flesh. He looked down at her, his eyes dark and unreadable behind the blindfold. For a moment, it seemed as though he might refuse her plea, but then he let out a low chuckle and set the feather tickler aside.

Replacing the feather with his warm, calloused hands, Jacob began to stroke her inner thighs, his fingers trailing along her sensitive skin. Ava shivered, her body arching involuntarily as he inched closer and closer to her wet center. She could feel the heat radiating from his touch, and her breath hitched in anticipation of what was to come.

"You're so beautiful," Jacob murmured, his voice low and husky. "So incredibly sexy."

His words sent a thrill through her, and she moaned as he finally reached her swollen sex. His fingers danced across her slick folds, parting her lips and exposing her throbbing clit to his touch. Ava cried out, her hips bucking off the bed as he circled her sensitive nub with his thumb.

"That's it," he encouraged, his voice rough with desire. "Let me hear you."

Ava couldn't hold back the cries that escaped her lips as Jacob continued to tease her, his fingers exploring her slick entrance. She was so close to the edge, her entire body trembling with need.

"Please," she begged again, her voice desperate. "I need more."

Jacob must have understood her unspoken plea, because he slipped a finger inside her, plunging into her depths with a single, smooth motion. Ava's back arched, her head thrown back as she let out a loud moan. The feeling of him inside her was exquisite, his finger curling to find that sweet spot deep within her.

"Oh, God," she gasped, her fingers clenching the silk scarves that bound her to the bedposts. "Yes, right there."

Jacob stroked her inner walls, his finger moving in and out of her with a steady rhythm. Ava's hips rocked in time with his movements, her body moving instinctively to meet his touch. She could feel the pressure building inside her, her orgasm hovering just out of reach.

"I'm going to make you come," Jacob promised, his voice a low growl. "I'm going to make you scream my name."

His words sent a fresh wave of desire through her, and Ava cried out as he added a second finger, stretching her even further. He pumped his fingers in and out of her, his thumb still circling her clit, sending electric sparks of pleasure through her entire body.

Ava's world narrowed to the sensations coursing through her, her every thought consumed by the feeling of Jacob's fingers inside her. She was so close, her body coiled tight as a spring, ready to explode.

"That's it," Jacob encouraged, his voice rough with desire. "Let go for me. I want to feel you come apart in my hands."

With those words, Ava's control snapped. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing as she cried out in ecstasy. Jacob continued to stroke her through her climax, his fingers gentle but insistent, drawing out her pleasure until she was left trembling and spent.

As her orgasm faded, Ava felt Jacob's lips press against her thigh, his warm breath ghosting across her sensitive skin. She let out a contented sigh, her body limp and boneless as she basked in the afterglow of her release.

"You're incredible," Jacob murmured, his fingers still gently stroking her slick folds. "Absolutely incredible."

Ava smiled, her heart swelling with a mixture of pleasure and affection. She had never felt so desired, so wanted, as she did in that moment. And as she looked up at Jacob, his eyes dark and smoldering behind the blindfold, she knew that this was only the beginning.

The night was still young, and there were so many more pleasures to explore.

As Ava lay on her bed, her body still tingling from Jacob's intimate touch, she felt a newfound sense of submission and desire. Jacob, now in control, blindfolded her, heightening her senses and making her feel even more vulnerable.

"What are you going to do to me, Jacob?" Ava asked, her voice trembling with anticipation.

"You'll see," he replied, his voice low and commanding.

Ava felt Jacob's hands on her body, gently guiding her into a new position. He lifted her hips and spread her legs, exposing her most intimate area to his touch. She could feel the cool air on her skin, making her shiver with excitement.

Suddenly, Ava felt a vibrating sensation on her clitoris. Jacob had turned on the wand and was slowly tracing circles around her sensitive nub. The pleasure was intense, and she couldn't help but moan loudly.

"You like that, don't you, Ava?" Jacob asked, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

"Yes, oh god, yes," she replied, her hips bucking against the wand.

Jacob increased the intensity of the vibrations, sending waves of pleasure coursing through Ava's body. She could feel her orgasm building, her breath coming in short, rapid gasps.

"I'm going to make you come, Ava," Jacob said, his voice a low growl. "And when you do, I want you to scream my name."

Ava couldn't hold back any longer. The pleasure was too much, and she let out a loud, primal scream as her orgasm ripped through her body. Jacob kept the wand in place, prolonging her ecstasy, as she shuddered and convulsed beneath him.

As her orgasm subsided, Ava felt Jacob remove the wand and replace it with something cool and smooth. He was inserting a glass dildo into her, the slick surface gliding effortlessly in and out of her wetness.

"This is going to feel amazing, Ava," Jacob said, his voice a mix of excitement and reassurance.

And he was right. The glass dildo felt incredible, its smooth surface stimulating her in ways she had never experienced before. Jacob's strokes were precise and controlled, each thrust sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

Ava could feel her arousal building once again, her body craving more of the intense sensations Jacob was providing. She arched her back, pushing her hips up to meet his every thrust, desperate for more.

"You're so beautiful like this, Ava," Jacob said, his voice filled with admiration. "So open and willing, taking everything I give you."

His words sent a shiver through her, and she felt a new wave of desire wash over her. She was completely under his control, and she loved every moment of it.

As Jacob continued to thrust the glass dildo in and out of her, Ava could feel her orgasm building once again. Her breath came in short, rapid gasps, and her body tensed in anticipation.

"Come for me, Ava," Jacob commanded, his voice a low growl. "Let go and give me everything you've got."

With those words, Ava's body exploded with pleasure, her orgasm ripping through her like a tidal wave. She screamed Jacob's name as her body shuddered and convulsed, her hips bucking uncontrollably against the glass dildo.

Jacob continued to thrust, prolonging her ecstasy, as she rode out the intense waves of pleasure. Finally, he removed the dildo and collapsed beside her, both of them breathless and spent.

As they lay there, entwined in each other's arms, Ava couldn't help but marvel at the incredible journey they had embarked on together. She had never felt more alive, more desired, or more in tune with her own desires. And as she looked into Jacob's eyes, she knew that this was only the beginning.

As the night came to an end, Ava and Jacob lay entwined in each other's arms, their bodies intertwined in a tangle of sheets. The room was filled with the scent of their passion, the air heavy with the weight of their shared experience. Ava felt a sense of calm wash over her, her heartbeat slowing to a steady rhythm as she nestled closer to Jacob's chest.

Jacob's fingers traced lazy patterns on Ava's bare skin, his touch gentle and soothing. He couldn't help but marvel at the transformation that had taken place within her. She had gone from a hesitant and uncertain participant to a willing and eager partner, embracing her submission with a fierce intensity that had surprised them both.

"Jacob," Ava whispered, her voice barely audible above the silence of the room. "There's something I need to tell you."

Jacob lifted his head, his eyes meeting hers in the dim light. "What is it, Ava?"

Ava took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling beneath his hand. "I... I've always fantasized about being dominated. About giving up control to someone else. I never thought I'd actually do it, but... tonight, with you... it was everything I've ever wanted."

Jacob's eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, a smile playing on his lips. "I'm glad I could fulfill your fantasy, Ava. It was my pleasure to dominate you."

Ava blushed, her cheeks flushing with color. "It was more than just a fantasy, Jacob. It was... liberating. To let go of all my inhibitions and just surrender to you. I've never felt anything like it before."

Jacob leaned down, his lips brushing against her forehead in a tender kiss. "Then I promise you, Ava, that I will fulfill your every desire. From now on, I will be the one to dominate you, to take control and give you the pleasure you crave."

Ava shivered at his words, her body responding to the promise of future encounters. "Thank you, Jacob. For everything."

Jacob wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer as they lay together in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. As they drifted off to sleep, their newfound bond strengthened by their shared experience, Ava couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the future that lay ahead.

Their journey had only just begun, and she knew that with Jacob by her side, she would continue to explore the depths of her desires, embracing her submission and finding pleasure in the most unexpected of places.