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I continue to punch the bag aggressively, throwing in a kick here and there. My focus is on one thing, hitting the fucking bag in front of me until I’m satisfied that each one of their faces are caved in. I’m grunting and growling with each hit, and my limbs are growing tired. I can’t feel sweat rolling down my front and back, but I still don’t stop.
Finally, I feel arms come around my waist and pull me back as I start to kick out with my legs, trying to hit the bag one more time, “Shh, baby. Stop, it’s okay.” I hear Jace’s husky voice in my ear, “Don’t hurt yourself over them, they aren’t worth it.”
The flood gates finally open up, and Jace turns me into his chest and lifts me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he moves us over to a bench where we can sit, and I can take a moment for myself. I take more than a moment, though. He lets me cry it out in the middle of the gym. Not too many people pay us any attention, they are here for one thing, and it’s not to watch a guy soothe his crying girlfriend.
After about ten minutes, I remove my wet face from his neck and look at him. He uses his thumbs to wipe away the wetness from my face, “Feel a little better?”
I nod, and then wipe my tears from his neck. Good thing he took his shirt off when we got here. I give him a small smile, “I feel a little better, but I will feel much better if you would take me home and finish making me feel better.”
The corner of his mouth kicks up, “What did you have in mind, Precious?”
Lowering my voice, I lean towards his ear, “I want you to make it hurt really good. I want to reach subspace, Sir. Can you do that for me?” I can feel his shaft twitch below me.
“I think it’s time that we get the fuck out of here, right now.” He stands up and I slide down his body, being careful of the huge bulge now tenting his shorts. He unwraps my hands and then grabs our things. Not caring that others may see his hard on, he leads me across the gym and out the front door.
We just barely make it to the car when he gets behind the wheel and moves his seat all the way back. He pulls his monster from his shorts and motions for me to come to him, “You are going to ride it right now and you are not going to come.”
My heart is racing with excitement as I glance around the parking lot, “What if someone sees?”
“Don’t fucking worry about it. If they see, they see. You can’t get your master hard like this and then not take care him when he demands it. Now, take off those shorts and fuck yourself on me.”
I’m already throbbing from his dominance, so I do as he says and take my gym shorts off. With one last look around the parking lot, I straddle his lap and his hands go straight to my hips. Using my hand, I grab his girth and place it at my entrance, and very slowly start sliding down on him. I watch his facial expression as I take him into my body. It feels so right having him inside me like this, like he was always meant to be here. He bites his lip as he watches his shaft disappear. Once I’ve slid all the way down, he closes his eyes and holds me in place briefly, as though he is savoring the feel of being deep inside. From this position, it does feel like he’s deeper than he’s ever been. I don’t ever get to ride him, so I’m going to enjoy this.
“Okay, Precious, have at him. Ride me like you want me.”
And I do. I start off slow, trying to get the right angle, and then I increase my speed. Soon I’m bouncing and grinding on him like it’s the last time we will ever be together. I move just how he likes it, moaning and groaning as he starts rubbing my clit. It doesn’t matter how sweaty I am, he lifts my top one-handed and takes a nipple into his mouth. His nips and bites drive me crazier and soon I’m fucking him like an experienced porn star.
“Do you like that, Sir? Do you like it when I take you deep into my pussy?” I don’t know where these words are coming from, but I can’t stop them from spewing, “God, Sir, I love the feel of your fat cock inside me!” I bite my lip and then look him in the eye.
He’s dropped my nipple from his mouth and he’s just gazing at me, eyes full of lust, “Jesus, Ella, you sound so fucking hot when you talk like that. You need to talk like that more often. Come on now, your master needs to fill you up, fuck me good, baby.”
Placing my hands on his shoulders, I fuck him as hard as I can, making him come really hard in less than thirty seconds, “Yes! God Sir… fill me up! Give me all of your cum!”
“Fuck…” he grabs my hips and holds me in place as he thrusts hard up inside of me. I throw my head back, enjoying the feel of him releasing his hot seed deep inside of me. I struggle to hold my own orgasm from happening, but I do. “Damn, Precious… what the fuck was that?” He rests his forehead against my chest, letting me run my fingers through his hair.
“I don’t know, Sir. I just got so turned on; it was like I wasn’t myself.” I try to explain but I didn’t understand it myself.
“I’m proud of you for not coming after all of that. I’m not sure how you held off, but I’m going to reward you when we get home. You were such a good girl, I’m very pleased with you.”
A warm feeling comes over me when he tells me this, and it’s like a huge weight has been lifted from me. I love hearing him tell me that I’ve pleased him, it makes me strive to do it even more, but then there are the times that I want to be naughty so I will be punished. Good girls get rewarded and naughty girls get punished, but I act naughty so I can be punished because that is a reward for me also. It can be confusing to some, but to me there is a clear difference between wanting to be his good girl and wanting to be his naughty girl. It’s the times when I really do make a mistake and disappoint him that I don’t like, and I try my hardest not to do that.
As we take the elevator to the top floor, Jace asks, “Are you ready for this, Precious?”
I already know what he means by this question. As soon as we step into our apartment, we will resume our D/s roles, only I want it to hurt, so it’s going to get rough, “Will you be able to do what I need, Sir?”
He stares at me for a moment, “I can do what you need, but know that I will stop if I feel that it’s too much, just like I did last time. I will take you into subspace, Precious, that you need not worry about, and I will make it hurt as much as I can. You must trust me, though. Trust me to know what’s enough for you, will you?” He caresses my cheek with his thumb as he pretty much begs me to trust him.
I smile and nod as I wrap my hand around his wrist, not to stop him from caressing me, but to keep him doing it for a little bit longer. When the elevator dings and stops on our floor, he drops his hand.
“You will go straight to the playroom and strip. You will then take the Nadu pose and wait for me to come to you.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Right before he opens the door to the apartment he cups my cheek, “I will try and make it feel better, Ella. I love you.”
“I love you too, Jace.”
He kisses my forehead and then unlocks the door, holding it open for me to go through first. I head straight for the room only I don’t wait to start stripping. My first naughty girl offense. Pulling my top up and over my head, I glance seductively over my shoulder at him as I drop it on the floor. I sway my hips as I start pulling off my sports bra, too, but I don’t look back this time.
