Devoted to Him (6 page)

“Eager. I should make you wait.” He smiled and sat on the bed.

“We’ve got all night.” She sat next to him and wanted to take off the bandage to see it. “How does the arm feel?”

“Stings. Feels good though. Leave it alone.” He nodded.

“Promise me you won’t become a switch. I don’t think I could flog you.” She laughed at the very idea.

“No, it doesn’t feel good like that. I prefer to get you off with pain. This feels good because you didn’t ask for it. Doms need to revisit the sensations they inflict and the power they hold from time to time. I don’t ever want to lose perspective. Now remove that corset and kneel.” He pointed to the spot between his legs.

She slowly unhooked the long corset as he dragged his shirt over his head and stepped out of his shoes. As soon as she set the corset aside, she knelt at his feet and helped him undress. His cock was growing in the denim and she wanted a full ride tonight.

Slowly working his jeans down, she smiled when she saw he had no underwear on either. She kissed his thighs and sac as she helped him out of the pants fully. He sat back and reached for something.

Then his hand landed on her ass. “Be still.”

Moaning, she bowed her head and folded her hands behind her back.

He held the box under her nose. “Open your gift.”

“You didn’t have to get me anything else.” She looked at her nipple rings.

“I’ll enjoy this too. Open,” he ordered.

She pulled the ribbons and lifted the lid. Inside was a smallish paddle. The scent of roses hit her hard. The colour of the wood gave it away along with carved flower patterns in it. “Rosewood?”

“Turn it over,” he said.

She flipped the paddle and saw the customisation. It was rubber and there were little thorn-like pieces sticking up. Trailing her fingers over the mock thorns, she moaned. They were firm but had give. They wouldn’t break the skin but she’d feel them.

“Thank you. It’s perfect.” She hugged it between them.

“The first time I met you, I saw you prick your finger on a rose’s thorn and you smiled. You had no idea I saw that but I did.” He took the paddle from her.

“You notice everything. I love you.” She kissed him. “Thank you, Sir. Please break it in on me.”

“First go to my overnight bag and bring me the rope.” He stood up.

Quickly she retrieved the white rope and knelt before him, offering it to her Dom.

“Stand up,” he said.

He tied her hands behind her back then tied her thighs together. More rope circled her calves. “Don’t move.”

Obeying, she waited as he got something else from the bag. She’d wait forever. He approached her from behind and the world went black as he slid a blindfold over her eyes.

“But I love to see you, Sir,” she sighed.

“You will, later.” He pinched her ass. “Far too pale for a sub’s ass.”

“Please spank me, Sir. I need it.” She tested her ropes and it relaxed her. He had all the control and she was his. Both ceremonies done, they’d crossed the negotiations of their kink and marriage together.

“You do need it.” He twirled her piercings with his fingers and she gasped.

“Painful.” He kissed the undersides of her breasts.

“No, I love them. They remind me of you every time I move.” She waited and let the roped-up feeling sink in.

His heat left and she tried not to fidget. Then he grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him. Seconds later she was over his knees and his erection pressed into her side.

“You love me?” he asked.

“Yes, Sir,” she replied firmly.

She gasped when the paddle landed. Wood side down wasn’t bad, but he hadn’t spanked her since the greenhouse. That paddle reverberated deep in her body. “Thank you,” she said.

“More?” he asked.

“Please, paddle me red,” she said.

“Maybe. Maybe I want to work you over later as well? So greedy.” He gave her two more.

Moaning, she wanted to beg for the other side of that paddle but he’d only delay longer if she did. “I’m yours, play with me however you want. I need to be spanked and fucked to exhaustion.”

He chuckled. “Weddings are exhausting. You’ll be lying on the beach in a couple of days. You can rest then.”

“Yes, Sir. I want to please you now.” She wiggled in his lap. Her feet were off the ground and her hands were bound—she loved the floating feeling.

His rough hand rubbed her ass. “You are.” He swung the paddle twice more.

The stinging set in and her pussy grew wet. She lifted her hips and got another smack. Suddenly he slid her to the ground on her knees and guided her in between his legs. “Suck me off,” he ordered.

She leaned in and found his cock with her cheek. Adjusting, she licked up the shaft and sucked the tip. She wanted to be fucked. “I need you inside of me, Sir.”

The paddle landed again and she groaned. Still not the side she wanted, but he had such patience. Deep down she knew he wanted to see how she reacted to it as well. She sucked his cock and moaned on it as he softly tapped her bottom with the paddle.

When she worked on his balls, he dropped the toy and fingered her pussy. Rocking her hips, she couldn’t be still now.

“Soaking wet, horny slut.” He grabbed her hair.

The tug made her smile as he pulled her head back. “Yes, Sir.”

He stood and guided her to her feet. Then he picked her up and sat her on the bed. “Lie on your back.”

She fell back on the soft covers and waited. She slid her hands to one side so she didn’t lie directly on them. The weight of the paddle rested on her stomach and she smiled.

“Let’s change this.” He untied her wrists and tugged her arms over her head. Again her wrists were bound together but she could lie flat.

“Thank you, Sir,” she said.

He turned the paddle over and the prickly rubber made her shiver. “You like your gift?”

“I love it! You’re so creative.” She pressed her lips together as the tears welled up. “Please spank me with the other side. Please fuck me!”

“You want it all.” He ran the rough side of the paddle over her neck, tender breasts, down her ribs and stomach to her hips. He used the corner on her pussy for a second then it was gone. Then he continued down her legs to her feet. The tickling sensation made her forget for a split second how wet her cunt was.

“I do. I need it. Please, Sir.” She trembled as he pushed her legs up in the air.

Her ass and pussy were exposed now. What would he choose? She’d love him and the consequences either way. He rubbed the rough side of the paddle over the back of her thighs and her ass.

Moaning, she arched her back and waited.

When he leaned her legs to the left, she knew what he’d do to her and loved him more because they knew each other so well. He snatched the blindfold off her face and looked her in the eyes as he thrust deep into her cunt.

“Thank you, Sir. Take me, please.” She licked her lips and pulled on the ropes on her wrist.

“I will spank you red by morning. That plane ride will be torture,” he warned.

She smiled up at him. That brilliant plan to extend the play even in public proved his love and devotion. “I love you too.”

“You better.” He flicked her old piercing.

Moaning, she rocked her hips to him as he fucked her cunt over and over. With her thighs pressed tight, the throbbing in her clit became deeper. He picked up the pace and pounded fully into her.

The heat spread from her pussy and consumed her body in an orgasm that made her buck into him for more. He rubbed her clit and she screamed his name at the top of her lungs.

Shaking, she took deep breaths as he continued to fuck her. He leant down and kissed the new piercing and she whimpered at the intimacy as well as the slight ache. The tissue would swell a bit at first but more fun for the plane.

“You’re so beautiful. Dressed in white and angelic isn’t the real you.” He picked up the pace again.

“I’m only this way for you,” she said.

“I know. That’s why I love it.” He ground into her pussy and grunted. “Mine.”

She watched the relief register in his face and smiled up at him. “Always yours.”

As soon as he pulled free, he rolled her on her side and grabbed the paddle. “Let’s see if you really like this.”

Smiling, she relaxed to fully experience it. He rubbed the paddle over her ass to tease her. She forced herself to be patient. He gave her a little tap and the fake thorns pressed to her. Shivering, she moaned. “More, please.”

“It’s a test product. Custom-made. I want to make sure it doesn’t hurt you.” He swatted her a little harder this time.

Her mind floated as the sting and pinches set in. “Harder, please, Sir.”

He gave her three more before he untied her legs and rolled her face down on the bed. “Let’s see.”

One strike made her moan. Then he added force on her other cheeks and she gasped, wiggling her ass.

“Like it?” he asked.

“God yes, Sir!” The thorns added pressure points that she couldn’t verbalise but felt intensely amazing. “It’s so arousing.”

“You just got off, you little slut.”

“I know, Sir. I’m just telling you what it’s doing to me. You must sell these. Stock them in the dungeon.”

“You’re thinking of business now?” He gave her the hardest swat yet and she groaned as her hips snapped.

“I love it, Sir. Other subs should get this toy.” She didn’t care about money but sharing the gift.

The ropes suddenly loosened on her legs and he rolled her on her back. The paddle under her ass, she pressed down on it and moaned as it kept her nerve endings on edge.

She looked up, expecting to see him towering over her. Instead his face was between her legs. He ate her pussy and pushed her hips down on the toy.

“Thank you,” she gasped.

His tongue worked her clit as he held her legs apart. Fighting the orgasm, she tried to make it last. She wiggled her ass to add friction. When he nipped her inner folds, she lost the battle and came in shrieks.

Jason stood and licked his lips. “That’s a good start. You’re still only pink. Lots more to go.”

“I’m ready when you are, Sir.” She smiled.

He untied her hands and pulled her to sit up. “You like it?”

She caressed the handle of the paddle beneath her. “You know me too well.”

“I do. But you still teach me things every day. So brace yourself.” He kissed her slowly and deepened it.

Her tongue curled with his and she leaned in for more.

“Brace myself? For what?” she asked.

He smiled. “One round of vanilla sex to prove I can thrill you that way as well. Then I’ve got a fresh set of small candles in my bag.”

The thrill welled up in her but she reached for his arm and kissed the bandage gently. “You don’t have to prove anything. But I can take vanilla now and then. As long as you promise not to burn yourself again.”

“That was a one-time display. In the morning you can change the bandage and fuss over me. The wax is for you.” He kissed her and pulled away all the ropes and her new favourite paddle.

He’d always keep her on her toes. That paddle was so special and she couldn’t wait to see her ass in the morning. She caressed her new piercing and took in the moment.

Kinky sex enhanced a very committed marriage. She had a man in her life she could trust absolutely with every fear, fantasy and dream. She’d definitely picked the right Dom to be devoted to forever.

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Keeping It Interesting

Cheryl Dragon

Excerpt

Chapter One

Jenny O’Connell knelt on the bed. She’d already striped down to her lacy blue tank top and grabbed her favourite toy. The thick gel vibrator always left her satisfied. Watching herself in the mirror, she couldn’t resist. Normally, she didn’t masturbate in the middle of the day, but she’d run all her errands in a short skirt without anything underneath, just like Mitch, her boyfriend, wanted.

The wind outside had made it a challenge and a turn on, leaving her ready. She rubbed the thick head of the vibrator tip to her bare pussy and her wetness grew. It’d been so hard not to get wet in the stores with her skirt blowing up or while she tried to keep covered when she bent down to get something off a bottom shelf. There was nothing to hide her arousal. Yet she’d succeeded. No one seemed to notice.

Sliding her toy back, she rubbed it to her core and pulled it out to look at how wet she was. Her arousal always built so fast, and it never seemed like she got enough relief. She yanked down one side of her top, exposing one large breast. Men went wild for her chest. Jenny loved the attention. No matter how strict her parents had been when she was young, they couldn’t control nature. Her breasts were sensitive while her pussy needed a little extra attention to do the job.

She wiped her juices on her free breast to see it shine.

He’d be home soon.

She knew it.

Jenny knew she should wait.

But her pussy tightened in anticipation of the toy, and her hands overruled her head. The toy slid in, tight but with only a few thrusts it slid freely as if she needed a bit bigger one. When she turned on the vibrations, it’d all come together. Still she held off on turning that dial.

Mitch had left the windows open. Anyone could see in, and she’d been too horny to stop and close them. Or maybe she wanted the added thrill. Jenny didn’t care. She fucked herself faster. Her hips snapped and her breasts bounced as she worked her way towards a release.

It was Mitch’s fault. Not screwing her in the shower like she’d wanted this morning then taking her thong off her as they’d walked out to the garage to leave for errands. The garage sex she’d hoped for hadn’t materialise either. He’d wanted her to miss him and be desperate for more. He got his way, and Jenny loved it all!

Fucking herself harder, she rolled her nipple between her fingers to set herself off. The waves of intense release slammed her. Trying to bite back her screams, she shook from head to toe in raw pleasure.