sorry.”
The jangle of his belt buckle and the whoosh of it clearing his belt loops told me all I needed to know about his intentions. My buttocks clenched in anticipation of the first hit, but none came. Instead, he looped the belt around my neck, yanking my head back.
At first the pressure to my throat panicked me, but I forced myself to inhale slowly. Yes, I could still breathe. Fear of his absolute control over me sent my pulse skyrocketing. So defenseless. So exposed. My mound throbbed, clit and nipples tight nubs. I thrilled at the new game, but what if he went too far? I tugged at the restraint.
Black slapped my ass, his hand stinging as much as the belt would have. “Don’t touch it.”
Sucking in more breaths to calm myself, I closed my eyes. I imagined what I looked like, Black mounting me, his cock buried in my cunt, the belt around my neck. My pussy pulsed harder, contracting around his shaft. He knew my every desire—even the ones I never imagined testing.
A hand tangled in my hair, Black picked up his rhythm, fucking me hard and fast. My cunt shuddered against his cock, cream wetting my pussy lips. Clit swollen, vulva so engorged it hurt, I loved being at his mercy. Each moment of helplessness only increased my arousal, my craving for the man inside me, the man ruling me. I gasped and moaned.
Black yanked at the belt again. This time I did choke a bit, just for a second, the belt cutting into my skin. Gulping air, I adjusted my posture to relieve the tension against my neck.
“Shut up,” he commanded.
Rhythm slowing a bit, he plunged into me and then drew out the head of his cock. The variation drove me wild and though my arms shook, my legs trembled, I remained as still and silent as I could.
Releasing his grip on my hair, he snaked a hand around my waist and stroked my clit. Pleasure coursed through me. Quaking, I struggled to contain my reaction. He pulled the belt tighter. His cock crushing my inner walls, he thrust with savage force. Giddiness overwhelmed me, I needed more air, but I also needed more of Black. I let myself go limp, completely at his will. Euphoria gripped me just as I neared orgasm.
And then I felt it. He exploded inside me, jerking the restraint harder.
“No,” I gasped, closing my eyes.
The belt cut off my ability to draw in air. Unconsciousness loomed behind my eyelids, which only served to heighten my arousal—arousal I knew he’d leave unfulfilled.
I collapsed forward and Black released his hold on the belt. All my weight on my elbows, I struggled to suck in a few faltering breaths. His cum wet my cunt, leaking out of me and streaming down my thighs.
I quaked, unfulfilled but relieved that he hadn’t choked me more. A few more pulses of his cock and then he jerked free. Immediately I felt empty. My pussy clenched, trying to recapture the sensation of his shaft stretching me.
“No,” I murmured again.
“You don’t deserve to come yet.”
The belt loosened from my neck and then disappeared altogether. I looked back at him, his chest heaving as he seemed to struggle to catch his breath.
“Take off my shirt. Wasn’t I clear this morning about touching my things?”
“Yes sir.” I cast my gaze at the floor. “I was only trying to please you.”
Sitting back on my haunches, I unbuttoned the shirt, hands trembling, and then slipped out of it. He snatched it from me, shoving me forward onto all fours again. Several powerful smacks crashed against my bare ass. My eyes prickled with tears, the hot glow from the spanking radiating out, torturing my still swollen mound. I needed release, but I also knew I’d never get it if I asked for it or complained that he hadn’t let me come.
“Go make me the drink I asked for while I decide your punishment.” He punctuated the order with a slap to my thigh, stood and then strode off toward his bedroom.
I struggled to my feet and wobbled into the kitchen. More punishment? My nipples hardened, cool air moving over
The jangle of his belt buckle and the whoosh of it clearing his belt loops told me all I needed to know about his intentions. My buttocks clenched in anticipation of the first hit, but none came. Instead, he looped the belt around my neck, yanking my head back.
At first the pressure to my throat panicked me, but I forced myself to inhale slowly. Yes, I could still breathe. Fear of his absolute control over me sent my pulse skyrocketing. So defenseless. So exposed. My mound throbbed, clit and nipples tight nubs. I thrilled at the new game, but what if he went too far? I tugged at the restraint.
Black slapped my ass, his hand stinging as much as the belt would have. “Don’t touch it.”
Sucking in more breaths to calm myself, I closed my eyes. I imagined what I looked like, Black mounting me, his cock buried in my cunt, the belt around my neck. My pussy pulsed harder, contracting around his shaft. He knew my every desire—even the ones I never imagined testing.
A hand tangled in my hair, Black picked up his rhythm, fucking me hard and fast. My cunt shuddered against his cock, cream wetting my pussy lips. Clit swollen, vulva so engorged it hurt, I loved being at his mercy. Each moment of helplessness only increased my arousal, my craving for the man inside me, the man ruling me. I gasped and moaned.
Black yanked at the belt again. This time I did choke a bit, just for a second, the belt cutting into my skin. Gulping air, I adjusted my posture to relieve the tension against my neck.
“Shut up,” he commanded.
Rhythm slowing a bit, he plunged into me and then drew out the head of his cock. The variation drove me wild and though my arms shook, my legs trembled, I remained as still and silent as I could.
Releasing his grip on my hair, he snaked a hand around my waist and stroked my clit. Pleasure coursed through me. Quaking, I struggled to contain my reaction. He pulled the belt tighter. His cock crushing my inner walls, he thrust with savage force. Giddiness overwhelmed me, I needed more air, but I also needed more of Black. I let myself go limp, completely at his will. Euphoria gripped me just as I neared orgasm.
And then I felt it. He exploded inside me, jerking the restraint harder.
“No,” I gasped, closing my eyes.
The belt cut off my ability to draw in air. Unconsciousness loomed behind my eyelids, which only served to heighten my arousal—arousal I knew he’d leave unfulfilled.
I collapsed forward and Black released his hold on the belt. All my weight on my elbows, I struggled to suck in a few faltering breaths. His cum wet my cunt, leaking out of me and streaming down my thighs.
I quaked, unfulfilled but relieved that he hadn’t choked me more. A few more pulses of his cock and then he jerked free. Immediately I felt empty. My pussy clenched, trying to recapture the sensation of his shaft stretching me.
“No,” I murmured again.
“You don’t deserve to come yet.”
The belt loosened from my neck and then disappeared altogether. I looked back at him, his chest heaving as he seemed to struggle to catch his breath.
“Take off my shirt. Wasn’t I clear this morning about touching my things?”
“Yes sir.” I cast my gaze at the floor. “I was only trying to please you.”
Sitting back on my haunches, I unbuttoned the shirt, hands trembling, and then slipped out of it. He snatched it from me, shoving me forward onto all fours again. Several powerful smacks crashed against my bare ass. My eyes prickled with tears, the hot glow from the spanking radiating out, torturing my still swollen mound. I needed release, but I also knew I’d never get it if I asked for it or complained that he hadn’t let me come.
“Go make me the drink I asked for while I decide your punishment.” He punctuated the order with a slap to my thigh, stood and then strode off toward his bedroom.
I struggled to my feet and wobbled into the kitchen. More punishment? My nipples hardened, cool air moving over
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