AllFreeNovel
Share Us
“Yes, well, it’s that submissive part that I’m not so sure of.”
He slapped her ass. “As if that weren’t already obvious.” He slapped the opposite cheek then continued with his fondling caress until he heard her begin to groan.
“You love this don’t you?” he said.
“Oh, my yes!”
He slapped her ass again, and she liked that too.
The gentle fondling became more vigorous, the slaps more regular, her bottom reddening with his efforts. One hand slipped underneath to find her cunt moist and warm.
“How easily you’re aroused.”
She groaned happily, thinking this one of the most lewd things she’d ever done, though it was just one in a long line of many lewd things Reggie had put her through in the few weeks of their curious relationship. Practically naked, practically standing on her head in the small train compartment, while the train wound its way through rural Germany, there was a surreal quality about it. Was it really even happening?
Reggie brought her back to reality regularly with a firm smack to her ass cheeks. He continued fondling her, bringing her almost to orgasm several times, but sensing the climax building, he backed off each time, denying her the pleasurable climax. And then, when she least expected, a finger slipped inside her rear door, pressing beyond the sphincter.
“You’ve been taken here?” he asked, as the finger moved gently in and out.
She seized up for a moment and then relaxed. “No,” she answered. The unplanned pleasure of that place, like someone shooting darts inside her, made her scared and hot and wild.
“Then you will be tonight.”
He put his plans into words. Maybe it was easier that way; knowing what to expect made her less frightened.
It had grown dark outside. The train would be stopping in a couple hours, where they’d disembark for the night, take a hotel room, and then resume their trip in the morning on another train. Between then and now, Reggie planned to fill the moments with his unusual erotic theatre. The object of his plans had been primed. He’d see just how far she was willing to go.
Withdrawing both of his hands from her body, Reggie stood up, and began to rummage through a travel bag. Jocelyn tried to rise, though Reggie barked a command to remain where she was, and so she did.
When she turned her head to see what he was doing, he had a length of rope in his hands. He intended to bind her. Briskly pulling her to her feet, he brought her hands in front of her in prayer fashion, and fastened them together securely. Tying them to a bar overhead, she was stretched as tautly as she’d been when reaching for her paperback.
“Spread your legs,” he ordered.
She spread them wide.
“Wider,” he demanded. With each command he became more gruff.
&nbs
p; Legs wider still, her body immobilized by the physical and psychological bondage, she didn’t have to guess what would come next.
A wide strap began to flail on her back side. The unforgiving leather brought the craziest sensations to her already aroused flesh. Not like any other punishment, this one didn’t hurt as much as torture her with feelings so rich she could hardly stand them. When she relaxed into the strokes, something in her would fly free for just a minute, though the pain would capture her back and she played seesaw with the fine agony.
Reggie in his most dominant form applied the leather lash with an attentive zeal, seeing Jocelyn’s rear beginning to glow red, her thighs and ass a ravishing hue. He sensed her willingness, an unforeseen letting go that reminded him of the best of submissives when their hearts were where their fondest desires belonged. That she responded so well that it made him all the more eager to continue. And the two moved together in this erotic bliss for what seemed like an hour.
He finished when her bottom was bright crimson.
Untying her from above, though leaving her wrists still bound, he pushed her to the floor of the compartment and knelt behind her. His hands were on her ass again with gentleness and fierce slaps that moved her to an erotic edge one more time. She wanted to cum. All that fire he raised in her, she wanted to cum. But he was fingering her asshole again, one, then two, then three fingers thrusting into the tight space so she thought he’d rip her apart.
“Oh, my god, no!” was the first real protest she uttered.
He backed off, and had her thinking he would stop. But he returned moments later with his hand swathed in cream that made the entry easier. She swooned to feel the savage heat plummeting through her. His hand in her ass moved from gentle to vigorous to ruthless in force. Despite the fear that raced though her body, alongside the generous thrill, she didn’t balk.
At last, he moved in close behind her, removed his hand thrust his cock inside her ass.
“Ohmygod!” she cried out, not too loudly.
He moved deeply inside her rear hole, penetrating her as never before; she didn’t want him to stop. She cried and purred and uttered all kinds of nonsense, which only inspired him more.
