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Michelle
What had he said? She should have been paying attention but between the ropes and that playful spanking, she was practically floating. Not quite in subspace, but she had a feeling it wouldn’t take much to send her there.
Something tapped against her bottom, and her mind struggled to make sense of what it was. She was still trying to puzzle it out when the tapping stopped and a moment later pain exploded across her backside, millions of pins and needles stabbing at her skin, along with a deeper pain that seemed to radiate through her muscles.
“Sir!” Shocked by the brilliant pain, she jerked against the ropes, but he hadn’t been lying when he said he had a knack for them.
She wasn’t going anywhere, until he decided it was time.
A second swat fell, and she threw her head back with another pained cry. The pain, along with that feeling of complete helplessness the ropes provided, had her pussy aching, dripping with need.
After the third stroke of what she now realized was a paddle of some sort, he stopped to run his hands over her heated skin. Down over the swell of her ass, to the place where she desperately wished he would touch her.
And he did, though once again it wasn’t enough to give her the relief she needed, only enough to extend her torment. Normally she was the one doing the teasing, and the switch in roles added a layer of frustration to the entire situation, pushing her much closer to her breaking point than she should have been after three measly swats.
“Sir, please,” she managed to gasp out, wiggling her hips as much as her restraints allowed. “Please, it’s too much.”
“Is it?” There was just a hint of cruelty coloring the amusement in his tone, enough for her to know he was enjoying every second of her distress. “What color are you, pet?”
Damn him. When he asked her directly like that, it was impossible to lie. “Green, Sir,” she begrudgingly admitted.
“Then it’s not too much, is it?”
“No, I guess not.”
There was a pregnant pause, and too late, she realized her mistake. The paddle was already connecting with her bottom again, this time three harsh, quick strikes in a row.
“How do you address me, pet?”
“Sir! I’m sorry, I’m sorry!”
“Good girl. Try not to forget again.”
Her ass was on fire, her arms ached from being in such an awkward position for so long, and her pussy was positively throbbing with the need to come. It was torture, in the most divine sense.
After another six with the paddle, he set it aside, and then his hands were finally on her in the way she’d been craving. Rough and brutal, one hand squeezing her aching, burning cheeks as the other drove her wild with want. Stroking, teasing, pinching, working her closer and closer to release, turning her into a sobbing, whining, begging mess.
Until, finally, she went flying over the edge of oblivion, the unbelievable pleasure tearing a scream from her throat. And still, he didn’t stop, not until she’d gone over a second time and she hung limp in her bonds, tears streaming down her cheeks, her entire body awash with that heady mixture of pain and pleasure.
“Fucking beautiful.” She heard the words from somewhere behind her, but they sounded far, far away.
Too far gone to keep track of his movements, she jolted with surprise when his hand fisted in her hair. His free hand was wrapped around the largest cock she’d ever seen. Whether it actually really was gigantic or she just hadn’t been with a man in so long she’d forgotten, she wasn’t sure. Either way, she was quite certain it wasn’t going to fit in her mouth. At least, not comfortably.
“Open for me, pet.”
But this was what she’d agreed to, and those dark, greedy parts of her still craved more. While he’d given her more than she’d dreamed of with this scene, he hadn’t taken. And part of the joy of submission, for her, was letting someone use her for their own pleasure whether she enjoyed the act or not.
So she opened for him, relaxing her jaw as much as possible in the awkward position he was holding her in. His groan of satisfaction thrilled her, and if he kept it up she was going to need to get herself off again before bed.
With short, shallow thrusts, he fucked her mouth. It wasn’t long before her jaw began to ache, but she didn’t try to pull away, didn’t complain. She was going to be so fucking sore in the morning, from head to toe, and she couldn’t have been happier.
“Fuck!” Jerking away from her, he pumped his cock with his hand, and she instinctively screwed her eyes shut. A moment later, a sticky warmth coated her face, dripping down her cheeks, and she sighed happily.
“Come on, pet. Let’s get you down.”
As he lowered her and undid the knots, released her from the bar holding her legs apart, he praised her with gentle, encouraging words. Told her what a good girl she was as she rubbed the soreness from her arms. Told her how pretty she looked covered in his cum as he gently wiped it from her face. Told her how proud he was of her, how amazing she was, how perfect she’d been as he wrapped her in a blanket and carried her to a couch where he held her and rocked her until she fell asleep in his arms.
Chapter 9
