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Angel’s livelihood came from helping women to know what a dangerous situation was and how to avoid them. She’d thought she would feel safe, but bent over and restrained she didn’t feel so safe anymore, but instead of screaming and struggling she wanted to moan with how hot and horny she felt.
Movement approached and Angel turned her head to see dark leather pants and dress shoes before Master Adam was crouching down beside her and studying her face.
“How are you doing, Angel?”
“Green, Sir. Very green.” If she was any greener she’d already be begging him to touch her. It was shameless he could make her so hot and wet when he hadn’t even done anything yet.
He held something up in between them. “Do you know what these are?”
It took her a moment to focus her eyes on the small silver, rubber tipped toys he was holding.
“Nipple clamps. Sir.”
“Have you ever tried them before?”
Heat rose in her face and she knew she was blushing again. “I’ve tried them on myself before, Sir.”
“Good, then no need for explanations.”
Angel moaned as he cupped the breast hanging down on that side of the bench; she couldn’t help it. His hand was warm, large, and it felt darn good cupping her flesh. A smug little smile traveled over his lips and she couldn’t even hate him for it, she wanted him to keep touching her.
Pain flared in her nipple and her back arched. Oh fuck it felt good. The sensations burst and popped in her breast, her pussy clenching as she panted through the initial sharp bite. She was barely aware of him moving around to her other side until the hot pinch flared on that side as well.
Making a mewling sound, she rubbed her lower body against the bench as best she could. Her body knew nipple clamps were usually followed by an orgasm. She only wore them when she was going to be playing with herself and she was feeling rough. They left her nipples sore and aching afterwards but it was always worth it.
Having someone else put them on her was so incredibly different she almost couldn’t believe it. The loss of control, knowing she’d given herself over to him, added an entirely new element she’d never experienced before. And the fact a man she’d fantasized about doing very similar things with was the one making her feel this way only intensified everything.
“Angel, how are you?”
“Green... oh so very green.”
The deep chuckle seemed to shiver up her spine and her pussy clenched again. Yes, this was what she wanted. What she’d been missing. Her fingers spasmed and curled around the hand holds. A smacking sound erupted in her ears before she even felt the pain in her bottom.
“Green what, sub?”
“Green, Sir.”
“Good girl.”
The same hand smoothed over the cheek he’d spanked, and Angel moaned again.
“That feels nice, Sir,” she murmured, rocking her hips again.
The hand stilled on her bottom, no longer caressing and Angel wriggled enticingly, earning herself another smack.
“Stay still.”
Adam
The little moan of protest had his cock throbbing, especially when she immediately stilled under his hand. She seemed so open and honest in her reactions, it was becoming harder and harder for him to remember she’d faked being a Domme only a few weeks ago. Successfully enough to fool everyone she’d interacted with.
Gripping her cheek tighter, he dug his fingers into the soft flesh and elicited another moan as she shivered and panted. Angel liked having her ass played with. Damn.
As if he wasn’t already having enough issues with how attracted he was to her.
“I’m going to plug you, Angel. And then I’m going to give you the spanking you so richly deserve.”
Unlike some scenes, that last part wasn’t only to help her get into the role. Both of them knew she did deserve a spanking.
