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Dottie shuddered and her pussy gushed even more. Who knew something like this would turn her on? Maybe she did want to explore more with Derek.
He started rubbing his hand in slow circles over her lower back and buttocks, slipping his fingers into her crack and rimming her asshole. “This little hole will be mine. Soon,” he murmured, and pulling his hand back, smacked her right cheek.
“Oh.” She grunted. She hadn’t been expecting it, and the shock of it startled her.
After the smack, he went back to rubbing, slipping his fingers in her slit and stroking her clit. After a few seconds of the stroking and rubbing, he applied another smack, making her jerk again.
Every time he smacked, she jerked and her breasts jiggled, moving the clamps and causing her pussy to gush more.
He continued in that way, smacking and rubbing until all ten smacks were done. Flipping her over, he cuddled her in his lap, one hand flicking the clamps on her breasts. “Oh God, Derek, what are you doing to me? I need to come so bad, please.” She moaned against his chest where he was holding her.
“Are you okay, baby? Did you like that?” he asked her, slipping one hand down to her slit and slowly rubbing her clit.
Arching in his lap, she moaned again and looked pleadingly into his eyes. “Please, Derek, you have to make me come.”
Continuing to play with her clit, he smiled an evil smile. “Dottie, orgasm denial is another form of punishment. I can keep you on the edge for hours and not give you what you need.”
“Huh? Denial, what…why would you do that?” Dottie was sure she hadn’t heard him right.
“Baby, that’s just another punishment or I could make you come so many times that you screamed for mercy,” he told her, upping the pressure and speed on her clit.
She was now arching and writhing on his lap and really needed relief. “There’s no way you could make me come so many times I screamed, but I’d take once right now.”
“Baby, it’s called ‘orgasm torture’ and I can and will do it. That sounded almost like a dare, are you daring a Dom?”
Needing to come so bad she didn’t care, she grabbed his wrist and tried to get him to speed up or press harder or something. She answered. “If you’re so big and bad, then do it, Mister.”
“Oh baby, you are so in for it, but first—” he quickly flipped her onto her back in the middle of the bed and was crouching over her. Using one hand, he flicked the clamps on her nipples, moving back and forth between them and applied more pressure and speed on her clit with the other. Even though he was applying more pressure, it still wasn’t enough.
“Oh please, don’t torture me, please,” she pleaded. She was arching off the bed and pleading for him to end the torment. He kept it up, keeping her writhing and pleading for what seemed like an hour, but was only a few minutes.
When he finally let her come, she felt like she was levitating off the bed. Her whole body was suspended in space and her limbs were no longer attached. If he kept giving her orgasms like this, she would never leave. She would be his slave forever and do anything he asked.
When she finally found the power of speech again, she looked at him and asked, “How do you do that? Each one is better than the last and they are all better than anything I ever experienced before. You’ve ruined me for any other man. After you, no one will ever match up.”
“Exactly, baby, there will be no one after me. If another man even thinks about looking at you, I will knock him off his feet. And you had better not think of looking at another man or your ass will be so red and hot that you won’t sit for a month and you won’t come for a month either. Do. You. Understand?”
Wow, not possessive at all, but somehow she loved it. Smiling, she nodded, unable to form words.
He leaned down and took her in a branding kiss, marking her as his. “Don’t forget it either.”
Now for the other side of the spectrum, he thought, he had just shown her what orgasm denial was like, time to show her what a few forced orgasms were like. Dottie had dared him and he never resisted a dare. Never.
“Okay, baby, you issued a dare earlier. Now for a few forced orgasms. Before we start, I need to prepare a few things and I am going to restrain you. You lie here and rest. I will be right back.” He planted a quick kiss on her already throbbing lips and tweaked the nipple clamps.
Leaving, he left her lying on the bed to contemplate what he had said while he quickly ran down to the playroom to get a few toys and some soft scarves. They really should have been doing this down there, but he didn’t want to take her there yet. He had planned to, but he didn’t feel she was ready. Depending on how well she took what he had planned next, maybe they could play there tomorrow afternoon. The next day was Monday and back to reality. He didn’t know if she would give him more than the one weekend or not, but he was going to try for more.
He knew he would see her again. He couldn’t avoid her. Between what had happened with the General and his work, he would be seeing her all the time. If he was lucky, maybe he could get himself assigned to protect her. That would be perfect. If he could do that, then he would have an excuse to be with her 24/7 and she would have to put up with him.
Grabbing what he wanted from the toy room, he sprinted back up the stairs. When he got to his room, the bed was empty. What the hell? He hadn’t been gone more than two minutes.
Looking in the bathroom, he found her sitting on the toilet crying, the nipple clamps in her hands.
“What are you doing, baby? I thought I told you to stay still.” He asked, taking the clamps from her.
“I needed to come in here, and then those were hurting so I took them off. Why didn’t you tell me how bad they hurt coming off?” she asked accusingly.
“Baby, you weren’t supposed to take them off without me. How was I to know you would do that? Here, let me see if I can help.” And he leaned down to take one of her poor nipples in his mouth.
