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He pulls off his black jacket and sets it on a bar stool that he moves back. I watch his muscles move under his vest and shirt. He removes the vest and sets it with the jacket. His tie comes off next. When he looks at me with it in his hands, I try not to squirm, but I can almost see the plan he has in his mind right now. I nod my head, letting him know I’m game.
“My princess wants to be tied up?” He groans as he steps toward me.
“Yes, Sir.” I give him the title, but he shakes his head.
“I’m your King, Daddy, or Master.”
I throw my head back as the erotic titles slip from his lips.
“Master, please,” I beg him. I don’t know where the words come from. It’s something new for me, but with him I like it. I’ve never had the desire to call a partner it, but I want him to have complete control of me.
“Fuck, my princess. I’m going to give you what you need.”
He lays the silk tie across my spread legs and steps back to unbutton his shirt. I watch as ink appears, and I’m more turned on. I recognize the Russian mafia mixed with other black, gray, and colorful tattoos. He strips his shirt, and as he turns slightly, I see a large piece across his back. I bite my lip as I think about dragging my tongue across all that ink. He must catch the movement because he growls as he steps back between my legs. He presses my thighs wider apart, accommodating his bigger body. My skirt climbs higher.
“Hands,” he orders, and I lean up, giving him them. He wraps his tie around my wrists, securing them tightly. “Over your head.” I do as he says.
He licks up my neck from my collarbone, and I tilt my head to give him more access. His hands work the zipper at the small of my back.
“You taste better than I imagined.” He grips my dress around my waist and lifts it over my head. I’m now sitting on the bar in only my thong and heels. The dress gets laid over his jacket and vest.
“I would’ve bought it for you. You didn’t have to buy something special for tonight.”
It takes a moment for his words to reach my foggy brain. I want to drop into subspace, but he ripped me from it.
“How did you know I bought that for tonight?” I remember seeing Ilya following me after I was at the expo but not before. “Ilya?”
“No. Not exactly.” Grayson’s big hands cup my breasts, pulling and tugging on the piercings. My head drops back as I start to climb up those stairs of desire again. “I watched you on a camera from my office.” I figured he was in security. That explains it.
“Do you like watching me, Master?” I give him a little more. His grip tightens on my breasts, twisting the piercings and giving me an edge of pain.
It’s been a while since I stepped into a session of a whipping and allowed myself to be filled with this new desire. I like the pain of a good whipping. I’ve had my nipples clamped before, but mostly I give others this instead of taking it. Grayson is giving me something I’ve always desired down deeply. One of his hands moves to my core.
“You are fucking soaked, princess. I’m going to lick up all this cream and give you the orgasm you are begging for.” Now both of his hands are at my core, and they rip my thong from my body. I lift my head up and watch him slip my panties into his pocket. “For your information, princess. I love watching you. I’ll always watch you.”
He grabs behind my knees and pulls, bringing my ass to the edge of the counter. He licks my pussy from bottom to top. Giving my clit an extra lick. I moan and start thrashing as I try to hold myself up without the use of my hands. He releases my thigh with one hand and grips my arm to slowly lower me back to the counter. The coolness causes a chill against my skin before my back curls and my body pushes my pussy deeper into his mouth. He fucks me with his tongue before he goes back to my clit. He sucks, bites, and licks it. Ramping me up fast. I’m running up those stairs to the very top. When he takes my clit in a deep suck, I can’t stop the orgasm as it hits me hard.
He continues to softly lick me through my orgasm, bringing me down gently, before he steps back. I tip my head up to watch him wipe his face and beard with the back of his hand. I’m expecting him to drop his slacks and take me, but instead he reaches for the tie. He unfastens my hands and carefully lifts me into his arms. I wrap around him and hold him close.
“I’m going to tuck you in, princess, and you are going to fall asleep thinking about what I’m going to do to you tomorrow. Meanwhile, I’m going to take a shower and take care of myself.”
I sit up so fast in his arms that my head hits his jaw. I cringe and rub my hand against it. “You’re going to fucking do what?” I push against his chest, and he lets me down carefully. We are now standing inside the bedroom.
“You need to be more careful, princess.” He starts to reach for me, but I slap his hand away.
“I wanted to fuck. I want to fuck. I’m a sure thing.” I wave my hand down my naked body.
“Princess,” he growls, “I’ll fuck you when I’m ready, not when you demand. Now get into that bed so I can tuck you in. If you try to pleasure yourself before I get in there, I’ll spank you so red you won’t be able to sit for your session tomorrow.” His words have me gritting my teeth. I reach for the robe at the foot of the bed, ignoring his command.
“Get out.” I point to the doors.
“No. Get into bed, now.” He stands his ground.
I try not to look at his sexy body. I try not to think of his face between my legs. I focus on him turning me down.
“Princess, this isn’t a one and done thing for me. You will obey me now, or I’ll give you an example of what I mean by spanking.
“I told you to get out. You had your chance. I’m not some stupid obey him sub. I’m a Domme switch.” My hands go to my waist as I stand before him. The robe opens slightly, showing my breasts. His eyes drag over my body and I’m almost ready to jump at him. He wants me as much as I want him.
