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Of course she didn't react. Just as I had taught her. She had learned these rules quickly. And obviously Nika had no problem sticking to them, except for when she wanted to challenge me. These were the moments when she seemed to forget everything. So I learned what sort of reaction she expected from me and played along.
But that would not be the case tonight, so I let my fingers run through her hair until I finally decided it was time to move on to the fun part.
So I grabbed her by the hair, wrapped it around my fist, and in one fluid motion pulled her to her feet, dragging her behind me as I headed for the bedroom.
There was no need to force her into any position. As soon as I led her to the bed, she automatically got down on all fours before lowering her upper body so only her bare ass was facing me. My eyes slid over the flawless skin and between her legs. Her pussy gleamed.
Words and gestures. Nothing more.
For I had not yet touched her in any place that could be described as an erogenous zone.
Without me being able to stop it, I made a satisfied, almost appreciative sound. Whenever I had Nika wet in front of me, I wanted nothing more than to bury my face between her legs and taste her until I could no longer breathe. But this was a small detail I would rather keep to myself.
"The plans have changed. I want to see how long it takes for your arousal to run down your thighs while I spank you. If you're good… we'll see if it's enough to make you come." I loved playing with this idea. To make her think this was not going to end with her coming. It had recently become one of my favorites, watching her come uncontrollably after torturing her for a while by denying it.
In an inviting gesture, she stretched her ass toward me again. As if she couldn't wait for me to start torturing her. Smirking, I slid my hand down her back before moving over her hips and finally to her ass, which nestled perfectly and roundly in the palm of my hand.
At first it was just a light slap, warming her skin and testing how sensitive she was today. It was not our first time in this position, so I was not surprised how quietly she accepted the first smack.
I increased the intensity of the slaps as Nika's skin began to redden.
"If you could see what I see…" I murmured. There was no hiding the excitement in my voice.
Her hips swayed from side to side. Back and forth, always waiting for the next blow to come down. It was certainly unintentional, which made it all the more seductive.
But it was equally attractive to see the marks of my hand and fingernails on her ass. The light scratches, the red discoloration, the way she moaned when I switched sides, without the slightest hint of pain in her moans… It was moments like these that made me wonder who was controlling whom, who was twisting whom around their finger.
I was the one who dominated Nika. But she had at least as intense an effect on me. I was into manipulating her body and getting the reactions I liked– only most of the time it was the same things she liked. Which made it even better…
I struck again, enjoying the way she drew in the air sharply, and then let my fingers slide through her folds, only to bring them to my lips and taste her. A soft moan escaped my lips before I slid my fingers through her core again. This time I spread her wetness all over her ass.
"Do you feel that? You are soaking wet. It's from my spanking, isn't it? Do you think other women get so wet when you spank them, whisperinggood girlinto their ears? Or is it the thought of calling youmy dirty little whoreagain?" I tried a different combination of words each time we played. Sometimes I would just praise her and tell her how much fun I had playing with her. But other times I would use much harsher language. In a normal context, the statements were in no way perceived as nice or flattering. Nika accepted them all. A little voice in my head kept whispering that it wouldn't be long before it became a fixed term of endearment. I would no longer be able to hold myself back when she accidentally used one for me.
Feeling her pussy throbbing, I trailed my fingertip over her clit, letting her soar in the pleasure this simple touch brought, before sliding back down to her reddened ass to continue what I'd done before. But not without giving her what I had hinted at earlier.
With a smug grin, I reached for the vibrator and turned it on at the lowest level. It was only then that I reached out for the tape. Without commenting, I pressed it against her thigh and taped it down. The head of the vibrator rested just below her pussy. She felt the vibrations but had no direct contact.
What was sure to become torture sooner or later, because to have her own orgasm just out of reach again and again, without making it over the edge, would soon be more painful than any spanking I could give her. Regardless of whether I used my hand or the paddle I had prepared.
I watched in amusement as her leg muscles tensed and she moved her hips, this time looking for a position that would allow her to press her pussy against the vibrations and give herself the release she desperately needed.
I stroked her hip with a reproving sound before giving her another slap. Once again the imprint of my hand appeared. There was no doubt that she would think of this moment over and over again tomorrow whenever she sat down. And I liked the idea of her walking around for a few hours with my handprint on her ass, even though we both agreed there would be no permanent traces of our games with each other. Maybe later I would add the marks of my teeth…
Her frustrated moans encouraged me, so I reached for the paddle. Sliding the smooth wood across the back of her thighs, I let her know what was coming next.
"I hope you are prepared," I mused. The combined pain and pleasure, the constant arousal, would bring her to her limits sooner than I preferred. I knew the addiction from finding pleasure in the combination of the two. As long as the pleasure was greater than the pain, the latter would always fade into the background, a mere side note that added to the overall mix and provided additional stimulation.
I let the paddle whiz across her bottom and watched as she jerked, followed by an uncontrolled sigh. Her hands dug into the mattress but her body made no attempt to escape me or the source of the blow. Instead, she tilted slightly, exposing her neck.
Whether it was an invitation or a natural movement of her body, I leaned forward. I let my tongue slide over her shoulders and continued upward until my erection pressed against her ass through my trousers. She let out a sharp hiss. The friction against her irritated skin must have given her an exceptional sensation…
Grinning, I moved to her neck. I kissed it and let her feel my teeth. I sucked the sensitive spot under her ear until she moaned in pleasure and bit her lower lip.
"I know what you're doing," I murmured. Leaning over her, I could almost feel the vibrations hitting her clit. "But it doesn't work like that. You'll get to the point where you'll find out how it works," I assured her as I pulled back to give her the next stroke. Nika jumped.
"What the hell could I possibly want from you, huh?" I asked, letting my hand glide over her ass for a change. I felt the heat of the skin, the swelling that appeared and especially where it was now most sensitive.
From the very first second, I had secretly waited for those words to come out of her mouth. I wanted her to beg me to fuck her. I wanted to hear her say she finally wanted to feel my cock inside her. That she needed me and was ready for anything I could give. Time and time again she had come close. Only to bite her tongue and remain silent.
