Page 39 of In His Cuffs

“Oh, Mr Tomlinson. That’s… It’s too…” she said as she wriggled, keeping her butt high.

“You’re a bit sensitive from earlier?”

“Yes. It won’t take much for me to come. I thought I should let you know.”

“I’m glad you did.” He changed the tempo to give her momentary respite. “Will the spanking be more memorable to you if you don’t orgasm?”

“Probably,” she admitted.

“Better not take the chance, hmm?”

“As you wish, Mr Tomlinson.”

“I could listen to you say that all day long.” After another stroke—because he could—he removed his hand. “Shall I choose the implement? Or is there something you prefer?”

“We’ll go with Dom’s choice.”

“Another good answer, Maggie.” She might not have got the hang of the whole respect thing at work, but when her clothes came off, so did her bad attitude.

She settled deeper into the mattress and into herself.

At some point, the only thing he wanted her to wear was a handprint.

He unbuckled his belt and pulled it free from the loops with a snap. She moved in response to the sound, perhaps preparing herself for the first blow.

David folded the leather over and gripped the buckle. She swayed as he spread his legs and turned sideways to her so that he could aim and hit with good, precise swings.

He caught her ass with a vicious smack, and the crack reverberated from the ceiling.

Her sigh flowed over him, filled with the softness of her satisfaction.

She stayed in position and he began the beating in earnest. He caught each of her ass cheeks in turn then landed a powerful blow beneath the curve of her buttocks.

Unlike earlier, she kept quiet, not requiring anything to muffle her sounds.

“You’re made for this.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He fell into a harsh, regular rhythm, bringing back his arm and blazing the leather across her tender skin.

The harder he hit, the more she seemed to relax.

With a hiss of leather, he caught her hard, just above the backs of her knees.

Her head came up a little. A moment later, she said, “Thank you, Mr Tomlinson.”

He landed a second on top of it. While he didn’t intend to bruise her, that part of her legs would ensure a different position when she sat in her work chair for the next day or so.

“Damn. That’s good. More.”

David changed his stance and flicked out the belt so it was a single tail. Now he could use the end to catch her skin with the vicious licks she asked for.

She whimpered when he marked her, filling him with the masculine urge to give his woman what she was asking for.

“Please spread your knees farther apart.” Once she had, he continued, able to reach more of her unmarred and tender places.

Her noises became a little more pronounced, especially when he lighted across her cunt. “Such a good pet,” he murmured.

“Oh, Mr Tomlinson.”

“Is that a request for me to slow down?”

“No.”

“Or the gag?”

“If it pleases you, Sir. But it’s not necessary. Just, please, more.”

He resumed his hits, most of them across her buttocks punctuated by an occasional and careful tease of her pussy.

She grabbed the bedding, bunching the comforter in her fingers. The sight of her, exposed and helpless for him, filled him with an intoxicating mixture of power and humility.

Driven by her greed, he measured his spanks, delivering them at the same interval until her sounds all but ceased and she relaxed her grip. He knew she was getting lost in the endorphins flooding her system, but she had the presence of mind to keep her body in the position he’d commanded.

Though his arm was tired, he stayed with her a few more minutes. “I’m going to bring you back,” he said, his words a whisper so as not to shatter her reverie. He continued to let the belt fall, but he used less and less force. “Take your time,” he said. “I won’t hurry you.”

He touched her shoulder, then stroked down her spine.

It took at least a full minute for her to begin to move. “That’s it,” he soothed, tossing the belt on nightstand. The buckle hit with a thud that startled her. “I’m going to release your cuffs,” he said with reluctance, remembering the way she’d run after their night at the Den. This time, he wouldn’t allow her to put immediate emotional or physical distance between them.

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