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By the time he pauses to survey his work, I'm trembling and soaked, each mark tingling on my flushed skin.
"There," Wyatt murmurs in satisfaction. "Now everyone will know you're mine."
I let out a sharp gasp as his hand suddenly cracks down on my bare ass cheek. The sting instantly morphs into dark pleasure that has me writhing beneath him. His hand just barely grazes over my folds, finding me dripping in response to his ministrations. He chuckles again and clicks his tongue before withdrawing once more, and I whine before I can stop myself.
"Count them," Wyatt orders sternly.
"One," I gasp out. His hand strikes me again.
"Two!" I cry raggedly, the intoxicating mix of pain and pleasure pushing me higher. Again and again he spanks me as I struggle to remember to count each blistering smack through the haze of blissful torment.
By the time we reach ten, I'm a panting, begging mess, my ass burning deliciously. Wyatt's large hand smooths over the sensitized skin almost tenderly even as his weight still pins me down.
"What a good girl," he praises, voice rough with obvious arousal. "You were made for me.”
“Yes,” I whimper. “Please, Wyatt…”
He hums approvingly, and the sound echoes through me like an electric shock as he reaches for the nightstand drawer. I feel him shift on the bed until I feel his hand dipping between my legs, fingers delving into my slick heat.
“So wet for me…”
He rubs a thumb over my clit and I cry out, struggling in the confines of the restraints. He moves away again, reaching for something else, but the anticipation has me tightening up around his fingers reflexively. I hear the blunt click of a cap and feel the cool liquid dripping over my skin. Before I can even process what it is, he’s spreading the liquid over my ass and back, massaging the oil into my skin until I’m panting even harder.
“Relax, pet.” He breathes, moving his fingers over my lower back almost soothingly.
I gasp as the pain begins to fade, the oil spreading warmth over my skin. He spreads my legs, and I groan as his fingers slip inside my pussy, stretching me. A moment later, something cold is pressed against my clit. I bite back a yelp as I feel him wrapping something around the base of the toy before I feel his weight shifting on the bed. I'm still too dazed to fully understand what's happening until he's giving me a warning command.
“Don’t move.”
I stiffen, suddenly realizing that I'm now spread out underneath him, completely immobile and at his mercy. And rather than fear the realization, I feel my body come alive, anticipation and arousal pulsing through me. The thing on my clit starts vibrating and I cry out in shock. "That’s a vibrator, pet," he says conversationally. "It's going to keep you ready for me, all night."
"Yes!" I nearly sob, trying to move into the vibrations. "Please! Wyatt, please!"
"Almost, pet,” he chuckles darkly. His hand moves and I hear a second vibrator snap on. Then I feel it, the tip of the toy nudging at my entrance. I try to brace myself even as I wiggle, desperately trying to get more of the delicious pressure.
“Now,” he rumbles.
The toy fills me in one quick thrust, and I feel my cunt spasming around the thick head. I let out a keening cry as he grabs my hips and lifts them high and in place for him, thrusting slowly at first. Soon, the toy is buried in me, and I'm desperate for more.
His hand is rough as it grips my hips and he begins to use his other one to thrust in earnest, the toy pulsing deep inside me in time with his movements. I scream as he hits my g-spot, pleasure and pain swirling together until I'm lost in a sea of sensation.
“Beautiful,” he rasps, his voice filled with arousal as he watches me thrash against the sheets. “So fucking perfect.”
I can barely hear him through the haze of lust, and I can't focus on anything but the delicious pressure building up inside me, my body tightening almost painfully. I can feel my orgasm hovering just out of reach, driving me higher and higher until I'm a writhing mess beneath him.
I feel his cock twitch against my skin, and I can't bite back the needy sound that escapes me. "Wyatt, please!"
"Please what, pet? What do you need?" He doesn't stop the tortuous thrusts of the toy, in fact he seems to only pick up the pace with each word that leaves his mouth.
It's both way too much, and not enough all at the same time.
"You. I need you!" The words leave me on a strangled cry as he hits a certain spot that has me contorting in place like I'm being exorcized.
"Beg and you shall receive," he chuckles before letting go of the toy in my cunt, leaving it in place, and spreading my ass cheeks apart. The head of his cock nudges at my rear entrance and shock freezes me in place as he presses a soft kiss to my spine. “Shh, pet. Trust me. Just relax and relish the burn…”
And with that, he begins to push into me, his cock barely fitting past the tight ring of muscle. I let out a strangled scream as the pain has me feeling like I'm a live wire. He pauses often, allowing me to adjust to the feel of him inside me every delicious inch at a time.
The burn is almost too much. It's overwhelming. Destructive. But soon the burn begins to morph, to blend with the sensations of the vibrator still wreaking havoc on my clit. The pleasure pushes in, relaxing me, and I can feel my body opening up to him.
