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“Ready for more pain, my beautiful whore?”
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Iwasboundtightly,but not too tightly. Rick made certain of that several times. As much as his lust drove him, Rick was constantly concerned about me.
His eyes met mine time and again as he watched for clues to my well-being. I was blissed out when he first bound me, his hands on me, his mouth. He kissed my lips tenderly before he started to get brutal again, asking if I was okay and if I needed anything.
“Just you. That’s it.”
“I do love you, Kanan.”
“I love you…so much.”
“Let’s see if that’s still true once I’m finished with you tonight,” he said ominously with a tittering laugh.
“You’re sounding me with the ginger, aren’t you?”
He nodded, losing his smile. “It’s going to be painful, Kanan. It’s going to be torture, and even this isn’t the end of things. I’ve planned this night for a while now, easing in somewhat. I want to do this now, and with your permission, the next weekend at Cowpokes, I want to show you off on stage.”
That shocked me more than the ginger. “Sir?”
“We’ll talk about it later. Right now, I’m going to fuck your dick hole with this piece of ginger. Shout out if you must but keep as still as you can for me. I don’t want to hurt you seriously.”
I’d been sounded before, though it had been done with a metal rod, thin. I hadn’t minded it, but Jeffery lost interest in doing it once we’d tried. He had rarely tried new things, but when he did, he lost interest after trying them.
I served Jeffery, so I didn’t mind, but with Rick, I knew things were different. He would try something, and then if he liked it, would improve on it.
My cock was stroked until fully hard, but Rick didn’t let go of it once it was. He took the piece of ginger to my piss hole, setting it just at the entrance. That was enough to start the burning, and fuck, it burned.
I hollered out, wordlessly, but I didn’t call my safeword. The burning was like acid again, but like it had while in my ass, the oils of the ginger caused me to desire so badly that I thought I’d lose my mind.
It seemed impossible, that pain and burn delivered such arousal, but I’d experienced it twice now. I wanted to beg for him to fuck me, but Rick had a night planned. I knew the begging wouldn’t bring me satisfaction.
The ginger dipped deeper in my urethra, bringing more pain, more need for climax. My eyes rolled back in my head as I groaned in pain, my fists clenching, making the curtain ties tighten.
Even that bit of pain was welcome. Each bit of pain brought more arousal, and it shocked me as well as made me want to squirm.
“A little more?”
“Sir! I can’t take it, I want to be fucked, please, I need it!”
“Shhh, Kanan, you’re going to be fucked. I promise you that. You won’t come, but you’ll be fucked.”
I made certain to keep my body still, but my head thrashed side to side at hearing that unwelcome bit of news.
“I know, baby, that seems so harsh. You’ve been such a good boy, and for me to deny you that seems like I’m punishing you for nothing. Please, my Kanan, know that isn’t the case. It’s not a punishment.”
Opening my eyes to look right into his, I grunted, “It’s a gift.”
Granted a beautiful smile by my Dom, I was blown a kiss. “You’re perfect, Kanan.”
The ginger dipped deeper, bringing a new flash of white-hot pain, and I started to fly.
Buried in my heart, so deeply that I couldn’t find my way out of it, I was comforted, enclosed in the love I felt for this man. On that cushion, I floated, the air thick with electricity, the warmth of his love keeping me safe and warm. The music came out of nowhere in my mind. Its melody was in tune with how my body floated, like I was doing a dance in the clouds.
That tiny bit of ginger inside me was bringing a lot more than pain. It was bringing me completion. I felt complete, my body and soul finally at ease.
Rick began to fuck me with the sliver of ginger, in and out of my hole. It was slippery even without lube and moved easily deep into my hole, out, in and he was steady with his hand. I never felt the slightest shaking.
