He would look to her and seen it in her eyes and face. She was again becoming lightly shy, this dom position not her usuall comfort, but he would support her always. She was his wife, his everything and was here devoted to her in a way nothing could sever, no one could ever take. His favored thing, was to taste her with his tongue, light her pussy into a waterfall of pleasure. Like he had the three nights past, when he had spiced up their sex with the gifts he made for her. Aswell as introducing the riding crop from a market. His eyes looked into hers, and she would see him, being there, as if urging her on, to take the reigns more, and not give in as he so wanted to.<br/><br/>Watching her finger herself, god, his mouth watered and not only that, his cock could not take it. He precame from her doing this, a soft splatter onto her back. ' Forgive me, Mistress I..." He spoke, his mind going to that, knowing he had messed up. Given into the sensations she woke through him, and that arousal showed more now, as if was on her and him. " Yes, no begging, but.....I failed you." He spoke, testing her again with his famous innocent look. Puppy eyes one might call them.<br/><br/>Her fingering herself, two fingers in her tight hole, that was such a turn on, and he nearly broke the bindings, Instead he gripped them, and rose, Making her rise with him into the air off the bed lightly.  She shivered, so something pleasing was on her mind. He could not, lick her, jst watch. well, this still had him hard and wanting her. " Mistress, I will soon be free unless you stop me. Once I am, I will take control. And Ill have you begging for such things, others would blush." He spoke it, his will, wanting her so bad. he yearned for her.