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"This is a salve for your marks. It will help soothe the burn and lessen the pain. As much as I know you love the initial pain, I don't think you want to walk around with it. I know I don't," he chuckles.
The coolness from the salve causes me to jerk at first, but as he continues to rub it in, I begin to moan. It feels so good against my skin. He starts with my back, and by the time he gets to my ass, I'm a weeping mess. I hope he doesn't notice it, but I can't be that lucky. I can feel my face heat up, so I'm sure it's a lovely shade of pink.
"There is no need to be embarrassed, Ryan. Most people become aroused during impact play. In fact, if you didn't, I'd be concerned about the amount of pain you would need to get you to that level…" his voice trails off as his hand stops mid-rub.
I glance over my shoulder when his hand continues to rest on my ass cheek, and I see him staring at my most intimate place. I should be closing my legs completely, but between the high of the whipping and the feel of the salve, having his hand resting on my ass as he stares at my pussy has me feeling all sorts of things.
"W-What's the matter?" I ask with a slight stutter.
"What the fuck did they do to you?" Bain bites out as anger spreads across his handsome face.
"What do you mean?" I'm confused; I'm not sure what he's getting all upset about.
Suddenly, my legs are being spread wide, and I hear his intake of breath. "They fucking pierced you three damn times?"
Oh God, I didn't even think about those. I've become so used to them that they never cross my mind unless I'm intimate. "It's okay, they did it a long time ago." I try closing my legs, but he doesn't let me.
"Ryan, this piercing can cause UTIs. As much pleasure as it brings, do you really want to risk continuous infections?" he asks softer, but I can still hear the irritation within it.
I don't dare tell him that I've had five UTIs since Luca pierced it a year ago. I'm unsure how to take it out, or else I would have, and I tell him as much, "I've tried figuring out how to take it out, but I don't know how."
The room is silent momentarily, but then he offers, "I can take it out if you want. I mean, I'm right here. Otherwise, you will have to go somewhere and have someone else do it."
"You wouldn't mind? You won't be uncomfortable doing it, will you?" I ask.
"Ryan, I think we are well past all that. I mean, I'm staring at your pussy, for fuck's sake."
I turn my head into the pillow, embarrassed by his words. "Okay," I squeak out with my head still in the pillow.
"I'm sorry, Ryan. I didn't mean to sound so brash. You're no longer a child. Hell, you turn twenty-one in two days, and after everything you have been through, I think you are mature enough to hear the shit that comes out of my mouth."
Oh wow, I've completely forgotten about my birthday. I can't believe my stepfather remembered after everything that has taken place in his own life. What he says is true, though. I'm not a child anymore, so why am I acting so shy and timid?Because he's your stepfather, duh! The father of the man you love! Maybe, but Beau isn't here, and he most likely doesn’t remember my birthday either.
Returning my gaze to my stepfather, I nod and relax my legs, even spreading them wider for him. He gives me a reassuring smile. "Good girl. Stay just like that. I'm going to wash my hands and grab some supplies."
My heart feels like it will beat right out of my chest. For some reason, the thought of Bain touching me down there is doing something to me, and those two words,good girl,are like an aphrodisiac to me. Unlike when I was younger, I'm not as opposed to it. I should be, though. This is my mother's husband, and she's only been gone a little over a month.I'm just lonely. Yeah, that's it.I'd feel like this with any man showing me a little attention.
You don't feel this way when Agent Castor smiles at you and compliments you.Shit! I hate it when I'm arguing with myself, and my other half turns out to be right. It will be fine; he's only taking my piercing out for me.
Bain comes back with a bowl and a towel thrown over his shoulder. He's also carrying some antiseptic, and I can't help but smile at him. "Where did you learn how to do all this?"
"An ex-sub of mine. She had a piercing, too, and kept getting infections, so she asked me to take it out. I researched it and took it out for her," he explains.
"I see. Well, at least you're not a newbie," I try joking, but I only get a small smile from him.
After soaking the area with warm water, he gets up close and personal as he examines the closure to see if he will need any pliers or forceps. "It looks simple enough."
I jump when his fingers brush against the sensitive area. "Sorry…"
"It's okay, just try and stay still while I do this." He doesn't wait for a response and gets to work immediately.
I don't know if he realizes the sensations someone gets with a piercing like this. I'm doing everything I can not to moan and embarrass myself. The worst part is not moving my hips. Thankfully, it's over in no time, but then he touches my labia piercing.
"What about this one or the one in your clitoral hood? Do you want those removed as well?"
All I can do is shake my head.
"Okay. I'll apply some of this ointment and call it good," he states, and his fingers are on me again.
