Dice Game-Part 2: His Version
I took the dice from the table and rolled them. Time for another chapter with her. Not that I wasn’t waiting for this. Indeed I was. She had a very impressive figure and an innocent face. Wavy hair and light dusky skin. She was pretty. But she felt different. Fierce, full of life, and most importantly challenging. And I love a challenge. I was hoping for some interesting parts. BDSM with her would be just…..
‘5’ The dice showed. I smirked. I will paint her blue tonight.
We entered the room and she closed the door. I knew she wouldn’t be doing it in front of them. I could see buckets of paint kept at the corner. Pink, yellow and there….blue.
“Well, would you like me to paint you in naked or would you keep your clothes on.?” I asked mockingly.
I knew she was frustrated. To be with me in the game. Well, that’s what made it more interesting to me. I knew she would choose a private room for the task whatever the task might come out to be and act like we did it and go out there and lie. Little she knows I’m never gonna let that happen. She has a very fragile ego. And I am gonna use it against her. She knows that too.
“You…..are not doing anything.”
She said pointing a finger at me. She looked so sexy.
“ You know the rules,” I said.
“ I don’t care about the rules, Jerk.”
She said walking towards the paint and I know what she is about to do. She will paint herself.
“ Are you afraid of me touching you sweetie?”
“ Afraid…!? Why would I be afraid of anything you do? I do not want you touching me..” Came the fast reply. Exactly what I knew she would say.
“ I remember how you gave in to my touch so easily last time. Oh, what a night it was. Your moans were so loud and sexy. What is this compared to that anyways…Just some paint I will pour on you. Don’t you trust yourself..?..sad! “
Her face when I said that! Ah..that ego is gonna be her worst enemy one day. She instantly opened her mouth to retort.
“ I do trust myself and…”
“ Prove it.” I gave my signature smirk leaning to the wall opposite her. It was silent for some time.
“ Alright here.. Get it done. Fast. And I won’t take a single piece of cloth off. Don’t even think of getting your hands under them. “
She said carrying the paint bucket and placing it in front of me. Just like how I wanted and hoped it would be. This is the fun part of the dice game after all.
Repeatedly dipping my hands in the paint I kept covering her in blue. Her inner arms, her sides..her butt, her back, neck… It doesn’t really matter that she was wearing a top and shorts.
I could feel her through the fabric perfectly. I glided my hands down her chest and my both hands found their way to her breasts. I could see her nips hardened. I got some more paint and placed my both hands on them. Her grip on the counter tightened and she kept breathing hard. And she bit her lips every now and then. Resting my hands for some moments on her breasts I brought them down to her tummy. Without moving her top an inch I applied the paint on her stomach horizontally moving my hands to her back. I lifted her by her butt and sat her down on the counter. Not a single moan escaped her mouth till now. But it’s about time she will give in.
I started from the thighs. Her shorts ended midway. And I slowly rubbed her inner thighs. My hands found their way down her thighs, calves, and all the way up. I repeated the motion. Thoroughly spread the color on the bare skin of her thighs. I was still standing my face down looking at her thighs and my nose brushed on her cleavage. she moaned. One.
Her legs automatically got wrapped around my torso when I stood between her legs a bit more close to her. Her eyes were closed. Breathing heavy. Body warm. I can feel the heat. My hands drenched in blue went up and down on her arms.
“ You are almost all blue, baby,” I said to her ears again.
She was in no state to say anything at all. I dipped my hands again in blue and I wrapped my palm around her breast again. Fondling them. My fingers moving around her nipples making them harder and the coldness of paint making them more sensitive to my touch. She moaned again. Two.
Her eyes opened slowly. Pulling her into me by her legs I dipped my hands for one last time in the paint. Our upper bodies touching and rubbing against each other lightly. My face is mere inches apart from her. Her nipples are hard. Eyes wide. Lips apart. Waiting for where I will touch her next. I looked her straight in her eyes and parted her legs a bit. My hands found their way down her body and cupped her navel. Three. And her lips crashed into mine.
This game ain’t over yet !
