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I’d always loved doing this to a woman. It was so hot and tight in there. Taking Jodie anally was a dark and powerful way to make her mine.
Though she squeaked and attempted half-heartedly to get away, I leaned on her with my forearm. Then with my finger and thumb I forced the orgasm from her. A hot and incredibly long one.
Her high-pitched cries and the upward arching spasms of her back went on and on.
The best part was where my forefinger ended up. I smiled as I looked at where it was, buried to the second knuckle inside that little rosette of muscle. “I’m going to train you to take butt plugs, Jodie. In a week or so, we’ll be having anal sex.”
She grunted and levered herself up an inch off my lap. The word came out soft but very audible. “Nooo.”
“I heard that. It’s yes, and you’ve only made me work my finger in farther. Three strikes.” I angled my eyebrow. “But you were getting those anyway. Now, the crop. And the smallest butt plug.”
Sure she’d agreed to the crop, but the butt plug suggestion would make her fight. I knew that and I plain loved fighting her. With her flailing her arms, twisting, and struggling to rise, I forced her down, grabbed her wrists and locked them together. Then I clipped her ankle cuffs together. Last of all, I got up, and forced her to lean over the back of the chair so I could clip her wrist cuffs to the base of the arm rests. Her palms were set flat on the cushioned seat, her breasts were where I could feel them as needed, and her stomach rested on the thick, padded chair back. And boy, was she cross.
When I swept aside her hair to see her upside down face, her scowl would have flattened a six foot construction worker. Not me.
“Save that for someone who cares.” I grinned and straightened. I interlaced my fingers, turned them inside out and stretched my finger joints. “You’re all mine, darling.”
She hadn’t spoken again, no matter how much she hated this, she hadn’t spoken. Priceless. I surveyed my little victim.
Her thighs and pink ass were right where I wanted them. Jodie was trapped and ever so croppable. I worked the chair forward so it was wedged into the corner of the cupboards, and I attached her ankle cuffs to the base of the chair. Then I took up the crop and gave it a practice swish.
“Wait there.” I backed away. She couldn’t go anywhere. Except… “Don’t wriggle or the chair could turn over. “I’ll be back in a sec.”
I knew some of the rules now. The safety ones. Like don’t leave anyone tied up and unsupervised for long.
