[The adora-bitch diaries] Blindfolded, gagged, pinned down, and she spit into my mouth until I lost it

Quick intro: I'm Quinn, early 30s, married to Katie. We've always been into kink but our sex life recently hit a whole new level, so I've been writing down our experiences. She's a playful, creative femdom who I lovingly think of as an adora-bitch, cute as hell but genuinely sadistic when she wants to be. If you want more background, I wrote a full intro post [here](https://www.reddit.com/user/QuinnteractiveR/comments/1r04z38/intro_the_adorabitch_diaries_my_wife_evolved_into/). Otherwise, here's the first story I'm sharing.

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So a while back I'd told Katie about how the thought of swallowing her spit turns me on. Not in some grand confession kind of way, just casually, the way we share shit with each other now. And she'd played with it a couple times since, telling me to open my mouth mid-makeout and doing a quick little spit into it. I'd moan, she'd giggle, we'd move on. It was hot and that's it.

This particular night, she tackles me onto the bed and we start going at it. Full aggressive makeout. She's forcing my head back into the pillow, shoving her tongue in my mouth, licking, sucking, just frenching me hard. And with her face on top of mine like that, gravity's doing its thing, there's drool happening. Not a ton, but enough, and I'm slurping up whatever I can get because my brain is already buzzing. She notices. I can tell she notices because she slows down for just a second, and I can practically feel her thinking.

She pulls off and grabs the blindfold. We've got a good padded one, actually comfortable, which matters when you're wearing it a while. She slips it over my eyes, and now I'm just lying there in the dark, hard as a rock, waiting.

I feel her climbing up my body. Knees on either side of my head, and then she sits on my face. Her cunt is already soaked from that makeout, dripping. She starts grinding up and down against my nose and tongue, and it's immediately a mess. Katie has this thing where she loves covering my face in her wetness. Honestly? I don't even care for it that much, sometimes it's just a lot to handle while trying to focus on breathing and eating her out and everything. But she clearly loves it, and I get off on that, so here we are. She's sliding back and forth, using my nose on her clit, and I'm just trying to keep breathing through the gaps.

After a bit she says, "Tongue out," and I comply. She keeps grinding, but now against my tongue, and her juices fill my mouth. That's all I can taste.

Then she shifts, and I hear her reach over and rummage through the toy drawer. She pulls something out and says, "Open up." I assume her pussy's going back in my mouth, but instead I feel the ring gag. It's a pretty nice one, soft silicone around a metal ring with comfortable edges where the straps meet your lips, holds your mouth open and there's not a damn thing you can do about it. I groan and laugh as she straps it behind my head. I still have no idea what she's planning.

She slides back down my body and straddles my hips. I feel her hand wrap around my shaft, slick with lube, and she positions me at her entrance. I thrust up a little because I'm desperate to be inside her, but she pulls away. "Hey, no thrusting!" she yells, and I can hear she's half-serious, half-amused. So I force myself to be still. I'm lying there, blindfolded, gagged, just waiting, and she takes her sweet time easing just the tip of my cock inside her.

She leans forward, resting her arms on my chest. A moment of silence. And then I feel something warm and wet land on my tongue through the ring gag.

She just drooled into my mouth.

Holy shit. I squirmed, I squealed into the gag, but she pressed me down and chuckled. She didn't say a word. Just slowly, so fucking slowly, lowered herself the rest of the way onto my cock. Another glob of spit landed in my mouth, and I swallowed it like it was the best thing I'd ever tasted. I wanted more. More of her spit, more of her pussy, more of whatever she was willing to give me.

That's how she rode me. Slowly. Grinding. Leaned forward on my chest with her mouth just inches from my gagged face. Every few seconds another drop or string of drool would land on my tongue and I'd swallow it immediately. She'd giggle quietly. I was moaning through the gag, breathing hard, savoring every single drop, trying not to thrust because she told me not to. Slow torture, her cunt gripping me, her spit feeding me, the blindfold making every wet sound and warm splash land ten times harder.

I started getting close, and she could tell because she knows my breathing by now.

I hear her grab something off the nightstand. Then the sound of her taking a big sip from a water bottle. Then swishing. She's swishing the water around in her mouth, mixing it with her spit, and I realize what's coming. I groan and laugh through the gag because it's so fucking devious and so perfectly her. She keeps swishing. Then she leans her head back and gurgles, almost chokes on it, catches herself and starts giggling. I'm squirming, my cock is throbbing inside her, and I can't see a goddamn thing.

She leans forward again, but this time she grabs both my wrists and moves them above my head. She presses down with the full weight of her upper body, pinning me. And she starts riding me again at exactly the pace she knows I love, this smooth, deliberate stroke where her pussy is just milking me, sliding up and down over and over.

But she still doesn't open her mouth. She's just hovering there, right in front of my face. I can feel her breath. I can hear the liquid shifting behind her lips. And I already know this is going to be the orgasm of my life.

When she knows I'm right at the edge, she purses her lips and starts to release it. This thick, warm trickle pours through the ring gag and coats my tongue. It's the water mixed with her spit and it feels so gross, being forced to just lie there and drink it, but I'm gulping it down like I'm dying of thirst. Two swallows in and I'm right there, but the trickle keeps coming, getting warmer and thicker as the water runs out and becomes pure saliva. My playful tugs against her hands turn into a real struggle to get free. And that's when I realize, I actually can't. She's holding me down and I cannot get loose.

Being pinned for real, helpless, mouth forced open, drowning in her spit while she rides me, my brain just detonated. For a split second I thought about being waterboarded. The slow trickle in the dark made me think about what it would feel like if it was her piss instead of her spit. I came harder than I've ever come. She gripped my wrists tighter and kept dribbling saliva into my open mouth while I bucked and squirmed and emptied myself inside her. She giggled the whole time, this satisfied little laugh, like she knew exactly what she'd done.

She finished with one last forceful spit that splattered across my lips and chin, and then she sat up and I just lay there. Pinned to the mattress by nothing but the afterglow. Couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't do anything but breathe and taste her in my mouth.

Fuck, I love this woman.