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I arched my back, lifting my hips as he spanked me. His palm slapped hard three more times against my pussy before his fingers returned to my needy clit once more.
My body burned with fire. My need grew greater and more intense. I found myself grinding my pussy against him, trying to bring myself to orgasm. He didn’t let me though. Instead, he took control of me and edged me, again and again until I was begging desperately for release. Then he made me beg some more.
“Please,” I pleaded. I felt like my core was simmering with fire. It was as though my desire burned hot beneath my skin and nothing would put it out until he let me come for him. I shuddered under his touch and he taunted me with those incredibly skilled fingers. I bit my lip and lifted my hips, trying to use my body to tell him what I needed. He knew what I wanted though, even without saying anything at all. I knew this, but still I tried anyway.
That didn’t stop him from teasing me. It probably made him tease me even more because of it. His fingers were gentle at first, pressing harder and harder until I thought I was going to come apart all over his hand. Maybe that’s what he wanted. I didn’t know. But something different happened this time.
I accepted everything.
My entire body tensed hard and my core twisted impossibly tight. Cain grasped me around the waist and tossed me back on the bed, not caring that my stinging bottom ached as it pressed against the blankets beneath me. He forced my legs open and I whimpered as he moved between them, using his fingers to spread my folds wide so that he could see all of me. I shivered, feeling shame well up from deep inside me, unbidden and uncontrollable.
I liked it when he looked at me like this, but I liked it even more when he fucked me.
My hips arched up as I tried to beg for him to take me with my body. Instead of his cock, those fingers slipped into my pussy. He fluttered them gently against the place deep inside me that drove my need even higher and I moaned desperately as my body started to move of its own volition. My hips rocked back and forth, needy and wanting.
“Does it make you blush to know that I know how much you want me, angel? Does it make you tremble that I know you want my cock? You desperately want me to fuck this tight little hole, don’t you?”
“Yes, Master,” I whimpered.
He slid those fingers incessantly slowly in and out of me, and I trembled hard. I tried to push even harder against him, to take those digits deeper and faster into my body, but he wouldn’t let me.
“You think you can tempt me, angel? Do you think you have control right now?” he murmured quietly, his voice dangerous.
“Yes,” I answered, hoping that I was right.
“You’re wrong, sweet girl. I’m going to remind you of that right now,” he warned.
My entire body simmered with heat.
“You want to come for me. I’m not going to let you until I decide that you should. Perhaps I’ll decide to allow you the privilege, maybe I won’t,” he threatened dangerously. My pussy almost spasmed from his words alone. He slid his fingers in and out of me achingly slowly. My hips rolled toward him as my body pleaded for what I wanted, yet still he didn’t give it to me. Occasionally, he would graze his thumb over top of my clit, lightly teasing my needy bud and I whimpered with the force of my arousal.
I’d been edged before, but never like this.
I had no idea when this would en
d. There was the possibility that he wouldn’t allow me release at all, that I would just remain a needy, wet little mess after this was all over. I sincerely hoped he wouldn’t, but I knew what this was.
This was a reminder that he was in control, that even though I was a powerful being myself he could still break me if he wanted to. With pain. With pleasure. However he wanted. Whenever he wanted.
I knew that, but it was still so hard to take when my pussy was throbbing with need like it was right now. I wanted to come so badly, but I didn’t control that. He did and the more he teased me, the more that lesson began to sink home.
I moaned and cried for mercy. He didn’t give it. I could beg all I wanted, but he was going to decide when and if I came for him today. It wasn’t up to me. It never had been.
My skin heated with fever. Every nerve in my body was pulsing with electricity, just begging to surge with endless sensation. He pulled his fingers free from my pussy and spanked it hard, using the flat of his hand to punish my extremely sensitive flesh. It hurt so much more now that he’d stoked my pleasure, edging me close to orgasm and then denying me the privilege. He thoroughly spanked my pussy and I had no choice but to take it. I couldn’t help myself as my thighs tried to close in order to block the punishing slaps, but he pinned me to the bed with a single hand. He spanked between my thighs with ruthless efficiency, quickly bringing me close to tears as a result. I cried out, my desperation and pain clear in my voice. That didn’t stop him.
“I want to spank this needy little pussy bright pink, so that’s what’s going to happen, isn’t it, my naughty little angel,” he murmured, and a hard shiver tore down my spine.
“Yes, sir,” I gasped.
His palm cracked hard against me and I keened. He punished my sensitive flesh several more times before sliding his fingers back inside my slick channel. He pumped them in and out of me, pressing them against my stinging flesh as a reminder that he could give me pleasure or pain or even both, solely because he wanted to.
That turned me on. I never knew what he was going to do with me and that made my pussy quiver with need.
“Freshly spanked and soaking wet,” he said softly, and I quivered. He pulled those delicious fingers free from my pussy and pressed them expectantly against my lips. I opened my mouth.
“Suck them,” he demanded, and I did. I curled my lips around his fingers and sucked hard, cleansing him of the rampant evidence of my own arousal on his skin.
He groaned.
