Page 44 of Sinner's Mercy


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For the first time since I had met him, I realized he’d never used his full strength to punish me. From this day forward, I would remember what he was capable of.

The touch of his hand while he ran it over my hot buttocks was soft, but the sudden thrust of two fingers into my pussy was not.

I muffled my cry in the tea towel as he stretched and pushed against my walls.

“Fuck, you always did like a good spanking.”

He sounded pleased.

Despite the pain caused by his expert use of the belt, particularly the last two strokes, my body was begging, demanding more of him, and my pussy dripped with need. He abruptly withdrew his fingers and tilted my head up to look at him. His thumbs brushed my tears away and he eased the tea towel out of my mouth. He hooked his fingers under the collar and dragged me sideways off the bar, letting me drop to the floor while he walked back over to a table and sat.

“Suck me,” he ordered, before undoing his jeans and dropping into a chair.

At his words, I crawled to him, the lead dangling from my collar. Desperate to tell him I was grateful for his chastising, I pressed my body against his legs and I lifted my mouth to lick his thighs, working toward his cock. His fingers twisted in my hair and he pulled me up a little and pushed my face against his groin. His cock was huge and hard. I opened my mouth obediently and sucked in as much as I could.

“Suck harder.”

I wanted him to forgive me, so I let my tongue swirl around the head and flutter against the shaft while I sucked him into my mouth. For a little while, he was still, letting me worship his cock. When he sat forward, his hands tightened in my hair and he pulled my face against him, his cock thrusting deep into my throat, and I gagged. He ignored me and continued to fuck my face, holding me still with his hands as his hips pumped his shaft deep into my mouth.

“I said suck!” he growled, his cock thrusting in and out of my mouth. I tried to obey his command by accepting the head deep in my throat and keeping my mouth open so he could fuck me any way he wanted. Saliva was running down my chin and my swollen lips felt bruised when he pulled out. I couldn’t hold the whimper back and my hands clung to his legs, to pull him back to me.

“Enough, turn around.”

As quickly as my body would let me, I turned, head and shoulders on the floor, thighs apart, and lifted my ass as high as I could for him. He moved forward on the chair and let his hands run over the welts formed from the final two blows. They ran across both cheeks, which throbbed under his hands. I could feel my pussy aching for his touch and moaned softly, pushing towards him.

“Open yourself for me,” he commanded.

Reaching back, I stretched my pussy open for him, showing the soft gleam of fluid on the swollen lips.

“No, your ass, as wide as you can.”

I bit my lip to stop the little sound of protest.

I liked it in the ass, but I had to be primed and hot.

I loved it when he had prepared me with his fingers or a vibrator, but I wasn’t ready. The bruised cheeks hurt under my hands, but I didn’t hesitate and moved my hands to open my sphincter as much as I could. His finger traced the puckered, stretched hole and he moved closer to the edge of the chair, tossing a couple of cushions from the chair to thud softly on the floor behind me.

He kneeled behind me on the cushions and I felt the swollen head of his cock push against my tight asshole. One hand steadied the shaft, and the other gripped the collar.

The involuntary whimper from my lips was quickly stifled.

“Breathe, Largo,” his voice commanded, but also encouraged.

It gave me enough strength to remain silent while his cock pushed deeper and deeper, easing in a little more with each thrust. Finally, his entire length sank into my hot, tight little asshole.

“Hang on,” he murmured while his grip on my collar tightened.

As vigorously as he had fucked my mouth, he fucked my ass.

I struggled to breathe as he pulled the collar tight, but it made it easier for him to pleasure himself when he slammed against my red and swollen buttocks. The pain of the unprepared entry was gone, instead I could feel his balls against my skin when his long, hard shaft pushed all the way in. I wanted to feel his fingers in my pussy or against my clitoris, but I sensed this fucking was not only for his pleasure only but also to reinforce that I was his.

He would not allow me the orgasm that my body desperately sought.

With one final groan, he let go of the collar and used both his hands to pull me hard against him. It seemed his cock had grown even larger and longer when his pulsing orgasm filled me with warm cum. For a long moment he remained deep inside me as the last of his orgasm spent itself before he withdrew.

I could feel a little of the warm cum ooze out and I moaned in frustration.

I knew my pussy gaped for attention, and I wanted desperately to reach back and play with myself, fingers working into the wetness and rubbing over the clitoris until I too lost myself in an orgasm.

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