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All she did was moan again as his finger slid down the soft mound of her bottom and circled around the roseate of her anus. Sometimes it could be a little awkward touching a woman he’d just met this intimately, even if they were attracted to each other. With Angel, he was having trouble keeping himself from doing even more.
Reluctantly he pulled his hands away from her before he lost even more control. She made a little mew of protest and wriggled a bit but otherwise stayed in position, so he didn’t say anything as he coated a thin layer of lube on the plug he’d gotten. Since she’d done some anal play before he’d chosen a medium sized one. If she’d lied about that then she deserved the extra stretching and discomfort which would come with having to accommodate the plug.
But when he placed it against her small rosebud, all she did was moan and lift her hips as he began to slide it in. Carefully he worked it back and forth as he reached the wider part, watching her body. Everything said she was loving every single thing he was doing to her. It took all he had not to reach down and rub his cock as the plug slid snugly into its new home, much easier than it would have if she wasn’t used to some kind of anal play.
She hadn’t been lying.
In fact, she’d reacted as if he’d been touching her pussy rather than her ass. The pink folds below where the plug peeked out between her cheeks were glistening with cream, sweet and hot, filling his nose with the musky scent of her arousal.
Couldn’t fake that. He hoped. His rock-hard erection certainly was real enough.
“How are you doing, Angel?” he asked, twirling the plug. Not that he needed the confirmation at the moment, he wanted to hear her say it.
“Green as an Irishman, Sir.”
Since she couldn’t see him, he allowed himself to smile. She wasn’t exactly what he could call bratty, just snippy. Spirited. Fiery. Everything he’d ever said he wanted in a sub. His smile faded.
If she really was a submissive and not playing head games.
Turning his attention back to the enticing curves of her bottom, he raised his hand and brought it down on one cheek. Enough to make her cry out, but not too hard for a beginning spanking. That was all the warning he gave her before he began to pepper her bottom with short, hard smacks. Just enough to begin to pinken her cheeks, warming up her skin.
Angel
She moaned and rocked, her muscles clenching as best they could when she was in restraints, and then relaxing again, over and over as he spanked her from the very top curve of her ass down to her sit-spot. It hurt. There was no denying that.
But it hurt so good.
The growing burn licked along her senses, mingling with the throbbing tingling left in her breasts from the clamps. Her pussy clenched with every slap, her inner muscles spasming around the plug. Having her ass filled was making her desperate for an orgasm, even more so than the clamps had. Angel loved having her anus stimulated, loved being filled with a plug, and now she was discovering she loved being spanked.
This was the kind of spanking she’d wanted when she’d asked her ex to try. He’d been far too tentative and then when she’d asked for it harder, he’d gone too rough without warming her up. She could tell the blows were becoming harder as Master Adam continued the spanking, but she liked it was getting harder. She needed it to be harder.
It was a crescendo, a beautiful build of pain and pleasure that had her insides convulsing and her body aching for more.
Closing her eyes, she sank into the rising bliss, giving herself over to feeling and letting go of all of her thoughts.
Adam
From her whimpers and moans, Adam could tell Angel was enjoying the spanking. He watching as the pink and red bloomed on her ass cheeks, the flesh jiggling every time he struck. Juices were literally dripping down from her pussy to her thighs and onto the bench, which she rubbed against every time her hips pressed downward.
There was no point in telling her to stop. It was an automatic response for anyone on the bench. He was enjoying watching the movements of her body far too much anyway.
A little voice in the back of his mind, the last of his self-control, was all that kept him from taking her right there. Her ass was a hot cherry red, the plug winking as her muscles squeezed it, and all he wanted to do was pound into her from behind and watch her reddened flesh jiggle as he fucked her hard. Maybe twist the plug and simultaneously fuck her with it.
He reached down with his fingers and slid them into the molten sheath of her pussy instead. Tight, soaking wet, and spasming around his fingers. Normally during an Introduction Scene he’d be more inclined to use a toy than his actual fingers, even if the submissive had indicated she was amenable to it, but he wanted to touch her too badly. Needed to feel her climaxing around him, in some manner, even if it wasn’t around his dick.
The plunge of his fingers inside of her, a stroke of his thumb against her swollen clit, and he twisted the plug in a slow circle as Angel screamed out her orgasm. Her pussy clamped down on him, rippling in a way that would have milked his cock if he’d had it in her.
Pleasure surged, burst, and he groaned, his free hand braced on her bottom as his fingers dug in and he fought not to completely embarrass himself by cumming in his pants. The way he was squeezing her ass only seemed to intensify her pleasure and he couldn’t help but think of how damn satisfying it would be to be inside her for a moment like this.
She was perfect.
Beautiful, attractive, mouthy without being bratty, hell she’d even made him want to laugh when he was angry. Going by her survey she even had the same kink preferences he did.
If the survey was real.
Resentment welled up inside of him. He’d spent the past weeks thinking maybe she was confused, thinking maybe she was a submissive and didn’t know it, thinking maybe she was a switch. Whenever he’d thought maybe she was a submissive, he’d always assigned the best of intentions to her. He’d truly believed she thought she was a Domme.
Instead, it turned out she’d been deliberately lying. One of the biggest red flags, in his opinion.
