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“I wish to be punished for upsetting you, Master.”
“Do you like to be spanked Sherry?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you like to be whipped?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Do you like to have sex while other’s watch?”
She lowered her head. “No.” Taylor could hear the woman fighting not to cry.
“So how shall I punish you then?” His question wasn’t a question at all. He wanted her to say it. He wanted the witnesses to hear it.
“Fuck me here, Master. While they watch.”
“While who watches?”
“Your audience, Master.”
He smiled like he was pleased with himself. So this is like live porn. They are just acting. Taylor again felt relieved.
“Taylor, this is real. No actors.” Damien whispered again. “She has upset him and this is her punishment.”
Taylor turned her head slowly looking at Damien and then back to the woman. “Why?”
“Because this is the life they have chosen. This is what she wants. What she needs. What you read about.”
“But it reads so much better than it looks. She looks uncomfortable and ready to burst into tears.”
“She is.” His whisper tickled Taylor’s ear, sending a surge of juice between her legs.
The man on stage grabbed a bar that ran parallel with the woman’s body, spinning the platform, so that she was now sideways to the numerous eyes witnessing. He pushed her until she was in front of a table to the side. Reaching up he unclasped each arm. “Lean over the table.” He demanded. Instantly she did.
He stood opposite the table from her now. Her arms dangled down in front of him. He attached each arm into a cuff, tugging them, checking them. Then his fingers grazed over her naked back as he stepped behind her. He opened a drawer and pulled out a tube of lube laying it down next to her. “Face the crowd. Keep your eyes open. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Master.” Taylor remembered from reading that the Domme was usually called, Sir or Master. Both indicating authority.
Taylor watched as he quickly removed his pants and his cock hang free, fully erect. Proportioned correctly to the size of his body. He grabbed the lube squirting some into his hand, then he began to rub it along his shaft.
He took his hand and began to rub her there then pushed two fingers into her deep. Taylor couldn’t believe her eyes. She was starting to find it difficult to sit still. Her eyes were glued to the man. What he was doing. He moved his fingers in and out of her faster. She moaned, her eyes were growing heavy.
“You will not come, is that understood?” He said it in a threatening manner.
“Yes, Master.” Her breathing was heavy. Hell, just watching the scene was making it hard for Taylor, causing her to concentrate on slow deep breaths.
He lined his cock up to her entrance and rammed inside her all at once. His hands gripped her ass tight and he pulled back away from her flesh, then slapped the shit out of her ass.
Taylor jumped at the sound of the slap.
“Aargh!!!” She screamed out. Taylor could hear the force of his thrust. The liquid between them. She shook her head. Damn it! Why is this making me feel like this? She kept watching. Praying for this to end. She could feel an abundance of liquid between her legs.
“I’m glad you’re enjoying this.” Again she didn’t turn to look at him, when Damien whispered to her. She stayed tuned into the scene in front of her. She wasn’t shamed of it either. Weird she thought.
The man stiffened, moaned and stilled inside her. He pulled out, leaned down, pulling his pants back up, zipping them but leaving the button open.
Damn, that was quick!
