Through the Dom's Lens (7 page)

"Put
you over my knee and spank you, yes, I will. Is that what you need, my pet?
To let go of those inane ideas swirling around in your head?"

Sally
blushed in that endearing, almost innocent way she had and nodded.

"I
think I might." She worried her bottom lip with her teeth and immediately
stopped when he raised an eyebrow. "I mean, if you see fit to punish me,
Sir.
I know, I've disappointed you."

"Stop
right there, pet. You could never disappoint me, not when you're open and
honest with me. We're new to each other, and as much I know your limits from
the form you filled in, we can still hit triggers.
Like
seeing your picture."

"Please
don't make me look at that again."

Her
voice sounded so small and lost that it tore at his heart. He had to help her
get over this—somehow.

"Why,
pet? It is only a picture. I get that you do not see the beauty that I see, but
you did enjoy the process of it being taken, didn't you?"

He
knew she had. His little pet had proven far more responsive to the rope bondage
than he could have ever predicted, but he needed her to admit that, so that she
would begin to associate positive feelings with that image of her. Junsako
didn't want her memory of her first suspension to be tainted by the fact that
she had seen a picture of herself while bound.

She
gave the tiniest of nods in answer to his question, and he did a mental fist
pump.

"I
want you to do something for me, pet. I want you to close your eyes and
remember that feeling."

She
frowned at him, but her eyes fluttered shut and after a while she smiled.

"Good,
you're there in your mind?"

"Yes,
Sir, I think so."

"Good
girl, now open your eyes and look at the screen again." She tensed
immediately and her smile slipped, but she did open her eyes and glanced at the
screen. He'd changed the image to a slide of the process of her being bound.
The first one showed her stood in front of him, looking nervous as hell, and
she tensed even more when she saw it.

"What
do you see, pet? Truly look at the picture, past the body, concentrate on your
facial expression and remember how you felt."

She
bit her lip, and her nose screwed up in concentration, but eventually she
answered him.

"I
was nervous…" she glanced at him and then continued in a whisper,
"and turned on."

"Good
girl, now the next picture. What do you see?"

In
this shot she was half in her chest harness and blindfold, and Junsako hardened
as he, too, remembered the heady thrill of binding her soft flesh in the rope.
The picture didn’t do the eroticism of the art justice. In his mind's eye,
however, he heard her soft sighs and mewls, he felt the rope slide through his
fingers and mark her skin, as she sank further into that blissful state of
submission.

Sally
remembered it, too, if her increased breathing and the dampness seeping through
his sweat pants were any indication. He didn't say anything else, afraid to
break the moment, just continued to bring up picture after picture, until she
wriggled on his lap, and he was hard enough to pound concrete again.

By
the time they were back at the picture he intended to use, tears were falling
down Sally's cheeks, but she was smiling this time.

"Thank
you, Sir, for helping me
remember
what it felt like. I
still see a fat woman, though. I know I'm not skinny and … oh."

The
breath whooshed out of her lungs when he stood up with her and flung her over
his shoulder. It was a matter of moments to cross the distance to his bedroom,
and Sally shrieked when he threw her on the bed face down.

Before
she had even stopped bouncing he grabbed her ankles and yanked her down until
her ass hung over the edge with her knees on the floor. He kicked her legs
apart, and took a moment to admire the view in front of him. With a flick of
the remote he turned on the ceiling spotlights. The soft lighting illuminated
Sally's shapely ass. With her legs spread wide, he had a perfect view of her
glistening pussy. Her cunt got wetter the longer he just stood there and
watched her, and when she tried to push herself up on her elbows he urged her
back down on the bed with his hand flat on the small of her back.

"Stay
still, pet.
It amuses me to watch you like this. You have the
most perfect ass, my love. It will look even more beautiful when it's pink from
my hand."

Sally
whimpered, and more of her juices slipped out of her clenching hole.

"I'm
going to spank that ass now, and then I'm going to fuck it.
 
My little pet will like that, I think. Give
me a color, pet."

Chapter
Seven

Sally's
heart beat so fast in her ears she was sure she'd have fallen to the floor had
she not been lying down already. Junsako's dirty words made her so wet her
juices were sliding down her inner thighs, and she found it difficult to
concentrate on his words.

An
open handed spank to her left ass cheek stung, and before she could open her
mouth another one followed to the right side this time.

"I
asked you a question, pet. What color are you?"

"Gr-green."
She
murmured the words into the cover, as he dug his fingernails into her tender
skin and grabbed a generous handful. That should have mortified her, but
somehow it didn't.

"I
can't hear you, pet."

His
strained voice soothed her concerns. He sounded like a man aroused, and it gave
her an enormous thrill that he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him.

"Green,
Sir. I'm so green. Please don't stop. I—"

The
next spank set her ass on fire and sent her further up the bed, until her hips
dug into the edge. It was padded, with little hard nobbles, and just the right
height to stimulate her clit, as she discovered with the next few well-placed
open handed swats from his hands. He hit a different spot on her ass every
time, and with the added stimulation from the torture devices attached to the
side, she was close to coming in record time.

Higher
and higher she flew until time lost all meaning, and all that mattered was the
breathtaking pause before he spanked her again. When he finally stopped heat
radiated from her ass all over her body in rolling waves of bliss, and she
ground herself against the edge. So close, she was so damn close.

Junsako
grabbed her hips and pulled her away from the bed, and Sally whined her
protest.

He
kissed her shoulder, and chuckled into her neck, as his whole body seemed to
engulf her. His hard cock nestled in the cleft of her ass, and he delivered little
bites along her back, parallel to her spine. Every sharp sting made her moan,
interspersed as it was by his murmured words.

"So
beautiful, my pet.
This luscious body belongs to me, and
you will not come without my permission, will you, pet?"

Sally
groaned when he slipped the tip of his cock into her channel, and then rubbed
it back and forth along her wet slit. He bumped into her oversensitive clit on
every down stroke, and Sally fisted the cover in her hands and bit down hard to
stop herself from screaming.

Cool
liquid trailed down her ass crack, and then there was the unmistakable feeling
of a finger probing her nether hole.

Her
heartbeat kicked up another notch, as he slowly pushed that well lubricated
digit into her anus.

"That's
my girl, relax. Let me in."

Sally
blew out her breath, and he added another finger and started to thrust, at the
same time as a fly seemed to start buzzing in her ear.

When
that fly started to vibrate against her labia, Sally realized what it was, and
her body bowed off the bed when Junsako held it against her clit.

"Come
for me, pet."

Like
a cannonball her orgasm shot through her, and Sally screamed, barely aware of
the heavy sensation in her ass, as Junsako pushed something past the tight ring
of muscle.

He
kept up the unrelenting torture of her clit, and when he aligned himself with
her pussy and thrust into her body, Sally came again.

The
vibrator fell away, but with every slide in and out of her channel Junsako's
thrusts pushed her back into the edge of the bed, and when the butt plug, too,
started vibrating, Sally had no choice but to come a third and fourth time.

"Please
… please … I can't."

Her
incoherent pleas went unanswered as Junsako continued to push her up that hill
again. His movements became faster and more uncoordinated, as he slammed into
her repeatedly and pleasure overwhelmed her.

"You
can, baby, one last time, while I fuck your ass."

He
pulled out, and then there was a flash of discomfort as he pulled the plug out.
Before Sally could process the now empty feeling, Junsako was back. Fire
coursed through her when he first breached that tight ring, but the pain
morphed into waves of pleasure so intense that Sally floated away. With her
body shaking in the throes of a seemingly never-ending orgasm, Junsako sought
his own release until he came with a shout and collapsed on top of her.

He
had the foresight to roll them both slightly, and Sally smiled through the
discomfort as he withdrew out of her ass, and kissed her until she literally
saw stars.

Through
her tears of happiness she saw him sit up and get rid of the condom. He tied it
off and threw it in the waste paper bin, and then he pulled her on top of him.

"Don't,
I'm too heavy."

Junsako
grasped her tender ass cheeks and squeezed with enough force for her to yelp.

"Do
you really want to go there, pet? I have a flogger with your name on it. Maybe
that will convince you that I love this ass and the rest of you. All of
you."

He
looked uncomfortable for a second as though he'd said something that he
shouldn't have done, but then he smiled and disentangled himself from under
her.

"Stay
there, pet.
I'll run us a bath, and then you can tell me
exactly why the fuck you think so little of yourself."

Sally
would have protested. Her mind screamed at her to do just that, but in her post-orgasmic
haze and so deliciously sore, she only nodded and closed her eyes. She would
just rest here for a while and let him take care of everything. The thought
took a huge weight of her shoulders, and happiness suffused her whole being. It
was so nice to not have to think.

She
must have dozed off, because she startled awake when Junsako slid one arm
behind her back, and one under her knees. His muscles bulged as he lifted her
with seeming effortless ease, and Sally hung onto his biceps. He smiled down on
her when she traced a fingernail along the intricate tattoo of a dragon
covering the hard muscle.

"Why
a dragon?" she asked.

Junsako
didn't answer her. He shouldered the door open to the bathroom, and Sally
gasped. Scented candles filled the place, and the enormous bathtub was filled
with luxurious bubbles. Before she had a chance to process any of this, he
stepped into the tub with her still in his arms and sat down.

The
water stung as it hit her sore ass, and Junsako swore softly at her hiss of
pain.

"Sorry,
pet, this will only sting a moment. The water contains healing herbs that will
help to soothe you. I'm afraid I've been rather hard on you for your first time
in a scene."

Sally
shook her head and twisted her head to be able to see him. He looked tense, and
she smiled at him.

"No,
not too hard.
I needed that, Sir, and, besides, I loved it."

His
tense shoulders relaxed, and Sally, too, felt her muscles uncurl, as the water
worked its magic. Cocooned between his strong legs with her back resting
against his hard chest, she let her head fall back and sighed.

A
chuckle went through Junsako's big frame, and Sally marveled at the difference
between them. He was so dark, and tall, and solid compared to her soft body,
and it made her feel wholly cherished and feminine to have him surround her
like that.

"Better?"
he asked, and she sighed in bliss.

"Much,
this is heavenly. I wouldn't have pegged you for such a romantic, Sir."

Junsako
kissed her shoulder, using one large hand to pull her hair away from her neck,
and she could feel his lips curl up into a smile as he kissed her just under
the ear. Sally squirmed at the sensation, and he brought his other arm round
her waist to hold her still.

"Why,
my lovely?" His hot breath whispered across her wet skin, and she shivered
in response.

He
sat her up more and after filling a jug of water poured it up and down her
back, over her shoulders and her breasts, until her skin heated with awareness
of him.