Authors: Cynthia Rayne
TietheKnot (6 page)
Oh fuck. It had been so long since
someone had controlled him. He hadn’t anticipated that she would have a little
bit of Dominatrix in her. He fucking loved it. “He gets disciplined, ma’am.”
“Yes, he gets disciplined.” She
smacked his bottom, alternating left to right. Quick little hits that made his
toes dig into the carpet. Nothing too painful, but it got his attention. She
was still learning. He could hardly wait until she gained confidence in the
role, came into her own. The long, lovely Sunday afternoons he’d spend bent
over as she took his ass with a dildo or perhaps even her little fist.
“Mmm, look at how red.” She settled
her palms on his ass, her fingers felt cool on his fiery flesh. She soothed the
skin, rubbing her palms against it to take the sting away. “Your skin is so
hot.”
She removed her hand again and
resumed spanking. Slapping both right and left, like a maniacal ping-pong
player. He hissed, starting to feel it. His cock ached now, just as badly as
his ass.
“Isn’t that nice?” She tossed the
paddle on the floor and caressed his cheeks once more. “Lesson learned?”
“Oh God, yes.” He needed her hands
on him. Wanted her on his cock so bad he ached. That wet little cunt of hers
wrapped around his flesh. She reached around with her other hand and grasped
his cock. He moaned, hips bucking against her. She fisted his cock, pumping the
head rapidly in her hand, his hips jerked along with her movements helplessly.
Abruptly, she stopped.
“Maggie, wait, no, I—”
“Shut up and lie down on your
back.” He did so, gingerly sitting on the bed and then stretching out. Even the
soft fabric of the bed against his stinging ass made him wince. She moved to
lie between his legs, shoving them apart. She removed a small bottle of baby
oil from the nightstand and dripped the cool liquid over his cock. It lay
helpless against his stomach, red and twitching. Hard and eager. She rubbed it
with her hands, petting it as she trapped his erection against the skin of his
belly. It was agony. Her hands were shiny and wet and so was his captive dick.
She circled her fingers and moved up and down at a frustratingly slow pace. She
squeezed his balls, palming them before returning both hands to his dick. He
wanted her hands on the head, stroking him fiercely, pushing him to orgasm, but
he lay there, under her control.
“What’s wrong, Sax? You look
pained.”
“Such a mean girl,” he murmured.
“I’ll have to return the favor.”
She bit her lower lip. “Oh, I hope
you do.” Then she brought his cock upright and began to stroke. Hard.
“Oh God, I need your hand on the
head.”
“No.”
“Please.
Please.
I need to
come. I can’t—”
“Silence.” She slapped his thigh.
“I’m playing with you at my pace.”
She resumed stroking. Slowly,
doubling her fists on his member, plunging them up and down. The head when it
emerged from her grasp was a furious shade of red and purple. His hips moved
involuntarily with her and grabbed fistfuls of the bedspread, holding on so he wouldn’t
explode right then and there.
She finally deigned to play with
the head, rubbing her fingers over the tip, circling the opening.
“Fuck!” he cried, bucking. “I’m
going to come. I’m going to come.”
“Poor boy. I didn’t give you
permission to come,” she teased.
“Oh, oh please.” He couldn’t help
but thrust into her hand, he was on the edge. He could feel the cum boiling up
from his balls, ready to explode all over her.
“I like to hear you beg.” She
leaned closer, stopping her ministrations and he howled in frustration. She got
down and placed her lips just above his cock head.
“Oh fuck,” he growled. He wanted to
thrust between those pouty lips. He could feel the heat of her breath and she
blew on the tip of his cock.
“Jesus, you’re killing me,” he
growled, unable to help himself. It had been so long since he’d given control
and giving Mags his submission felt so good. He wanted her to have that gift,
to hear him beg for her favors. “Let me in. Please suck my cock. Please suck
it. God, I want it in your mouth.”
“No, not yet.” She let go abruptly.
He groaned in frustration. Sax
fisted the covers, ripping the coverlet up from the tucked edges of the bed.
She moved away and stood for a
second staring down at him. For a moment he was afraid she’d walk out, leave
him in this unbearable anguish. But instead, she undid the Velcro at the back
of her skirt and it dropped to the floor.
Just when he thought he couldn’t
get any hotter, she did something like this. There was her pink, puffed pussy.
No panties, just wet, glossy flesh that he ached for.
She put one leg up on the bed and
spread the lips, giving him the view he craved.
He shuddered, pre-cum dripping from
the head of his cock. She hardly ever played with herself for him, never gave
him this particular treat without some urging from him. She ghosted her
fingertips over the trembling flesh, stroking the lips, the wet opening where
he longed to be and finally her little clit, which made her cry out.
With a wicked grin, she brought
that dripping finger to his mouth. He captured it in his mouth, watching her
shudder as he tasted her cunt. God, he wanted to spread her legs wide and bury
himself there for a couple of hours, making her come again and again. “You want
it don’t you? You want my pussy?”
He shuddered. Maggie could have
given his first Dominant lesson on sexual torture, the little minx. “Yes,
please yes, Maggie.”
“I should leave you like this.
Hungry and wanting.”
Oh God, please don’t let her do
that. He was smart enough to say nothing, aching to hear her answer.
“But I guess I’ll take pity on
you.” She straddled him and placed the red head of his cock at her slick
entrance. She teased him, letting the tip into her moist heat just an inch.
Just one little maddening inch. He wanted to fuck, to thrust up into her.
His breath hissed between his
teeth. “You’re killing me!”
“You want more, Sax? You want me to
let you all the way inside?” she purred.
“Yes. Yes. Please give me more.”
She slid down, inch by tormenting
inch until his cock was fully seated inside her hot cunt. Warm, wet walls that
held him snugly, but it wasn’t enough. He was too far gone. He needed to move,
but she waited, watching him.
Then finally she glided on his dick
slowly, undulating against him. A slow, sultry pace that was another tease in itself.
He reached between her legs to rub her clit and she arched her head back for
him.
He thrust into her fiercely, his
hips coming off the bed, and she rolled her thighs in time, sliding up and down
in response to his movements. Finally, when he thought he would burst inside
her, she wailed. Coming hard. She collapsed on his chest, sweat sheening her
skin.
He took several slow, calming
breaths. Willing himself to cool down. Give her a good ride. “Did you enjoy
torturing me, minx?”
“Truthfully?”
He nodded.
“I loved it.”
He chuckled. “Naughty girl, I think
you’ve earned another fucking, don’t you?” He rolled her over onto her back.
“Lift your arms up.” She did, hooking them into the headboard. He splayed her
legs and knelt between them, thrusting his raging cock into her. He slammed
into her several times, loving the way her breasts jiggled in time with his
thrusts. The way she half-closed her eyes, opened her mouth to groan in abject
pleasure. He pounded into her, loving her submissive pose. He moved her legs
farther back, pushing them against her chest, and fucked her harder.
“Who is fucking you, minx?”
“You are.”
“And who do you belong to?”
“I belong to you, only you!” With
that, she came again, wailing her release, and he plunged and then howled as he
came. It seemed to go on forever. They both stopped for a moment, panting.
Sax couldn’t remember ever coming
that hard. He felt as if he were floating, on the verge of passing out. He
pulled out and wrapped his arms around her, snuggling her in against him. Loved
having her in his arms, in his bed permanently. “I love you, Maggie. I’m sorry
I handled all of this so badly.”
“I love you too, Sax, and we won’t
bring it up again. It’s done with.” She kissed him, softly pressing her lips
against his own.
“Thank you. Thank you for forgiving
me, for putting up with stiff upper lip British crap.”
“You are worth the extra effort.”
She slapped his arm playfully. “And hey, I didn’t ask you. Who do
you
belong
to, Sax?”
“You, minx, only you.”
Cynthia Rayne is a multi-published author in many romance,
erotica and erotic romance fiction genres including romantic comedy,
bondage/discipline, contemporary, fantasy, gay/lesbian and light and dark
paranormal. She currently resides in northern Ohio.
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