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My inner walls clenched hard enough around him to make him grunt out loud. A tiny hope blossomed in my core that maybe he wouldn’t last as long this time, but I knew it was a foolish thought as soon as it came over me.
This was far from over and we both knew it.
He drove into me with vicious cruelty as I came once again. My fingers dug in harder as my body seized with brutal savagery. My screams echoed off the walls as I struggled to hold on for as long as I could. Every nerve in my body fired all at once, then again and again as I suffered through that vicious climax. There was nothing I could do to quell its intense force, so I did the only thing I could.
I surrendered to it.
Wave after wave of blissful agony tore through me, electric shocks of pleasure driving deep down into the depths of my core with building intensity until I threw my head back against the bar top. Every muscle in my body quaked, and still he fucked me with the same ruthlessness as he had when all of this began.
A strange fear wallowed inside me. He was going to last far longer than me. By the time this ended, and he finally came, I was going to be a wet, exhausted mess. My pussy fluttered around him with excitement. As much as my head was resistant to the idea, my body was a seemingly very willing participant in all of this.
When my orgasm finally started to dissipate into a slow, flowing trickle, my ragged breathing echoed throughout the restaurant. My clit pounded beneath his pelvis, over-sensitized and still somehow greedy for something more. His movements slowed as I tried to pull in one lungful of air after the next, but the frantic beat of my heart seemed to keep outpacing me no matter what I tried.
He pulled his hips back, removing his cock from my pussy inch by slow inch until I was completely empty. As soon as he was gone, I immediately realized that I missed the feeling of being so full of him after such a long stretch. I made a quiet noise to let him know my displeasure, and the menacing smirk that played on his lips made my breath catch in my throat.
“I enjoyed that very much, Ada, but I think it’s time I reminded you who is king when we’re in private,” he whispered.
My heart skipped a beat.
I didn’t respond, but I didn’t really need to. Still reeling from my last few orgasms, I couldn’t put up much of a fight as he jumped down from the bar and lifted me off it. With ease, he carried me over to a nearby table. Gently, but still somehow with an air of roughness, he bent me facedown over the edge.
I looked over my shoulder as his warmth disappeared, watching with growing anxiety as he strode over to his slacks. He grabbed the buckle of his belt and pulled hard, the swish of the leather against fabric menacingly loud.
I cried out in fearful arousal before I could stop myself.
Somewhere amidst all the orgasms and the hard fucking, I’d forgotten about his threat to use his belt. But now that it was in his hands, it was the only thing on my mind. My trepidation only escalated from there as he folded it over in his hands and walked purposefully back to me.
“My sweet Ada,” he purred, and I shivered, unable to take my eyes off the swinging leather strap. I gulped, squirming a little against the table. When he noticed my struggle, he knelt down and grabbed his long-forgotten tie off the floor.
He rounded the table, grasped my wrists, and bound them in front of me. He wrapped the silky fabric several times, instructing me to try to get out of it once he was done. I struggled and quickly realized that I couldn’t. His knots were as thorough and secure as they could possibly be.
When he walked back behind me, I stiffened as his hand pressed down on my lower back.
“I love how your gorgeous little ass is trembling for me, little girl. Are you nervous?”
I didn’t answer then, either, and I tensed as he laid the supple leather against my waiting, vulnerable cheeks. It was just as soft as when I’d touched it with my fingers, but I had a feeling I wasn’t going to be thinking that for very long.
“Answer me, Ada,” he demanded, the warning thick in his tone.
“Yes,” I answered, annoyed, aroused, and edgy all at the same time. I shifted a little bit and brought my thighs closer together. His foot pushed between mine.
“Spread your legs, naughty girl. I want to see how wet this deliciously tight pussy gets as I welt your ass with my belt,” he growled.
I hid my face in my forearms as I inched my feet apart. My efforts weren’t enough for him, however, and he forcefully spread my legs wide enough so that the view of what was between my legs must have been obscene.
“There. That’s more like it,” he purred.
For a long moment, I could feel his eyes on me. Every inch of my naked body was on display for him, and I shivered, overwhelmed with shame that I was bare for him like this while also desperately wanting him to look. It was a heady sensation that made my entire world tilt on its edge.
“I think it’s time you learned what my belt feels like, naughty girl. That way, you know what you’re risking each and every time you tease me like that in public,” he remarked, his tone promising and haunting all at once.
His hand trailed across the length of my lower back, spreading liquid heat across my bare flesh as I waited for that first fateful lash.
My heart seemed to beat as loud as the ticking of a clock. Time slowed as I pulled air into my lungs. As I breathed it all out, the loud swish of the belt cut through the air as my body relaxed against the table.
The deafening slap of leather against flesh caught me by surprise. Had I not been bent over a table with my ass bare, I would have thought someone had shot a gun in the room. The shock of the sound was short-lived, however, as the line of fire that followed quickly took over my every waking thought.
A soft squeak of surprise fell off my lips.
