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“Stand up.” His voice is like gravel. “Face the bench.”
I swallow deeply as I feel his presence at my back, a chilling power that makes the hairs rise on the back of my neck with anticipation. His wet palm lands on the small of my back, fingers spread wide. Wordlessly, he slides his palm up my back, increasing pressure until I’m hinged forward.
He folds his body over mine, just barely grazing me. His lips brush the shell of my ear, “Grab the shelf.” I do exactly that, my hips back and my ass exposed.
And then he’s gone. I don’t hear his steps with the running water, but I feel his absence. I glance over my shoulder without removing my hands to see him stepping back into the large shower, something in his hands. Before I can make out what it is, he tells me to keep my eyes forward. Nervous-yet-excited butterflies tease my stomach as I refocus on the concrete wall and shelf.
Back behind me, he begins to knead my ass with firm hands. He’s so silent. He gives me no warning when I hear the lid of a bottle pop and then feel something viscous drizzling onto the tops of my cheeks.
He groans. “This ass—”
“Is all yours—”
My head is being wrenched back, his hand wound into my hair. “Fuck, say that again. Tell me who this perfect ass belongs to.”
“Daddy,”I breathe.
He thrusts forward, his cock sliding over my ass. It’s incredibly slick, and I realize he must have poured some sort of body oil. “And this pussy?”
“You,” I say with gritted teeth, his grip making my scalp prick with pain. Delicious pain.
“That’s right. And you’re gonna give daddy anything he wants?” It’s a taunt, bordering on a threat, but I trust him to break me down and put me back together. All without crossing the line I’ve drawn.
“Yes.”
He releases my hair with a push and then slots his dick between my cheeks. The hard length glides frictionlessly, even when he squishes my ass with both hands, providing a tight sheath for himself. “I’m gonna ride this ass,a chuisle.I’m gonna rut you like a fucking animal. And you’re gonna take it without moving your hands a fucking inch.”
I nod, my stomach coiling at the lewdness as he pushes his hips forward and back. “You’re gonna let me use you like a cheap whore. When I tell you to scream, you scream. When I tell you to shut the fuck up, you shut the fuck up.” He holds something black in front of me. I recognize it immediately as the same type of vibrator wand I own. “And when I tell you to come,you fucking come.”
I stare at the toy, not sure if this is a test. “You can remove one hand. Take it.”
I grab it and hesitantly lower it to my center. “Turn it on,a chuisle. I want you to come until you can’t stand, you hear me?” His voice cuts through the steam like sharp glass.
“Yes.”
“And then I want you to come one more time for me.”
I gasp my agreement as the wand vibrates on my already sensitive clit. “Oh, god…”
“That’s right, baby. I am your God. Your king and your fucking God.”
I sputter a curse as he begins to pump in between my cheeks, and the buzzing sensation sends me peaking. A moan spews from my lips and he slaps my ass—hard. “Bite your tongue, bitch, and take it.” I gulp back my next cry, physically having to bite my tongue as the muscles of my pussy are already spasming.
I raise the wand’s head just slightly above my clit to rest on my mound for a tiny bit of relief, my legs already feeling too weak. Pressure releases from one side of my ass and Cash’s hand is smacking down over mine, shoving the vibe back into place and turning it up one setting. “Don’t pull that shit with me,a chuisle.You give yourself to me, you better fucking do what I tell you.” He returns his hand to my ass to press my cheeks tight together and thrusts violently forward.
“And right now, I’m telling you to come.” He grunts with another powerful drive of his hips.
It’s an easy ask, the vibrations fast and steady, racing me toward my climax. “Fu-fuck—”
“Not a sound,a chuisle.”I moan in frustration as I bite my lip to contain the scream threatening to pour out of me. My legs shake when my orgasm barrels through me, my fingers hurt around the hard edges of the shelf as my knuckles whiten.
When my quivering settles, I’m left wobbly and shocked that I’m still standing. Cash slows his movements and purrs. “Fucking perfect, baby. You did fucking perfect.”
I glow under the warmth of his praise. The strain of the orgasm is worth it for this feeling of pride. He continues slow and deep strokes, his fingers digging harder into my flesh. When the head of his cock is pushed through, his breathing stutters.
“Again,” he says gruffly with a forceful push. “Again, and this time, I wanna hear you.” I nearly sigh with relief. The restraint of holding back is a unique type of pain. But giving Cash what he wants, my obedience, is a unique type of pleasure.
His grunts become rougher and more strangled the longer and harder he rides me. My moans fall uninhibited from my lips. “Take it. Take it. Take it.” Cash pants, turning to, “Give it to me. Give it to me,” when my climax starts to crest again.
