Page 55 of The Shame Game


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He grabbed her arm when she stopped in front of him and spun her to face the foot of the bed. “Feet apart,” he ordered in the same cold voice. She widened her stance, pushing her feet farther apart when he slapped the inside of her thigh. “Stop.”

He crouched down, pulled something from beneath the bed, and placed it between her feet. She looked down when it bumped her heel, her fuddled mind struggling to keep up, and by the time she realized it was a spreader bar, he had secured it with clips to the D rings in her ankle cuffs. He attached a short chain fixed to the middle of the bar to the bed frame, then pushed to his feet.

She gave an experimental wiggle, rattling the chain. The bar kept her feet spread firmly apart, and the chain ensured she couldn’t even shuffle a few inches to the side.

“Hold the fuck still,” James said, his voice like an arctic wind, and his hand landed on her ass with a crack. She barely stifled a squeak and nearly fell onto the bed in front of her. She managed to stay upright, but her relief was short-lived.

“Hands.”

She obeyed, putting them behind her, and felt him clip the wrist cuffs together. Then his hand was in the middle of her back, pushing her down so her face and torso rested on the mattress. She turned her head to the side, her cheeks hot. Her torso was slightly lower than her hips, so her ass jutted out, and with her legs spread, her pussy and asshole would be clearly visible, shiny wet with the lube she’d prepared herself with, and her own arousal.

The mental image made her cunt clench, and she wondered if he’d seen that telltale sign of her arousal. Then she stopped thinking at all, because he stepped closer, planted his hands on her ass to spread her wide, and unceremoniously shoved his cock deep.

The impact jolted her forward, pushing her hips into the edge of the mattress and forcing a grunt past the gag. He held himself deep for a moment, his hands tightening on her butt, then he pulled out and shoved in again. No gentle warmup, just hard and deep, doing what felt good for him and to hell with what felt good to her.

Just like he’d said.

She almost laughed—probably would have if the gag hadn’t been in place—because as it turned out, what felt good to him felt fuckingamazingto her. His cock felt huge in this position, thick and hard, exactly what she needed after feeling empty for so long. Between the lube and her own natural wetness, there wasn’t even a pinch of friction, just the smooth glide of hard flesh into soft. Every thrust was like a punch, but it wasn’t painful. It woke her up, made her eager for more, and she would have begged for it if she’d been able to talk.

He released his death grip on her ass and slapped both cheeks, one right after the other, getting her attention. “Tighten up that cunt, fuck toy. It feels like I’m fucking a sloppy wet sock.”

Wet sock, my ass, she thought.You love me sloppy wet.But this was the game, so she clamped down on his invading length as best she could. But the spread-eagle position made it almost impossible to tighten her inner muscles effectively, and after a moment he smacked her ass again.

“I said tighten.”Smack!“Your fucking.”Slap!“Cunt.”Smack!

The blows were hard, making her wince and bite down on the ball in her mouth. She tried again, but it wasn’t enough.

“Goddammit,” he growled, anger finally breaking through the ice in his tone, and he smacked her harder. “If you can’t even do this right, what’s the point in keeping you around?”

Blows continued to rain down on her butt, sharp and stinging while the verbal assault continued. “You think you’re special? You’re not. Fuck toys are a dime a dozen, disposable. I could replace you in an hour.”

He yanked his cock free and stepped away, the abruptness of it making her grunt with shock. She started to turn her head—he hadn’t told her she couldn’t look at him—but then he was back, jerking at her fisted hands. He uncurled the fingers and pressed them into the hot cheeks of her freshly beaten ass.

“Spread your ass open,” he demanded.

Her fingers tightened reflexively, her wrists as far apart as possible in the linked cuffs, pulling her cheeks wide. Between the spreader bar and her bent-over position, she was already spread about as far as she could go, but she held herself open to his gaze, her cheeks heating once again with embarrassment.

Then came the firm press of cool silicone on her anus.

She flinched, an automatic reaction to the temperature and pressure. She recoiled again when he slapped her thigh, then sucked in a breath through her nose as he pressed the dildo in.

“I’ll force it in,” he warned her, his voice somehow hot and cold at once. “Open up that hole and take it.”

She struggled to direct her attention to that tight ring of muscle, tried to force it to relax, but the stretch and the burn was overwhelming, the pain sharp and bright. When the head of the toy popped through into her asshole, she couldn’t prevent the high whine that escaped, but he didn’t seem to care.

“Take it,” he muttered again, almost to himself. He slowly but inexorably forced the dildo deep, not stopping until the base brushed her cheeks.

“A temporary fix,” he declared. “But it’ll have to do. Let’s see how this feels now.”

How what feels now?she thought hazily. The sharp pain had faded, an almost uncomfortable fullness settling in, and her asshole fluttered with spasms as it adjusted to the invader. They echoed in her cunt, her needy flesh pulsing with flashes of pleasure that only made her want more. Then his cock brushed against her pussy.

James fisted his cock, allowing the head to brush against the opening of Amanda’s cunt, his eyes narrowed as he gauged her reaction. Her eyes widened in shock, and her hips bucked forward as though she wanted to get away. He didn’t know if it was purposeful or instinctive, so he moved slowly, giving her plenty of time to safeword.

Then her ass tilted up, just a fraction, and he grinned.

The dildo in her ass was taking up a lot of real estate, and her already snug cunt—definitely not a sloppy wet sock—would be even tighter. She was still struggling to adjust to the dildo, though she’d thankfully taken his hint and thoroughly lubed up her ass. Normally he’d go slow at this point, penetrate her vagina in increments with plenty of pauses that would give her time to adjust. But today, for this scene, she’d had all the time she was going to get.

Still, he was careful as he fitted the head of his cock to the soft, wet hole and pushed. He gritted his teeth when she clamped down on him, tight and hot, so much tighter with the dildo in her ass. He held his breath and pushed through, digging her fingers into her hips, not stopping until his thighs were pressed against hers.

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