Dark Demands 03: Totally His by Nell Henderson Page A

cupping her sex in his hand.  “ Nothing t o o harsh – just a few carefully aimed lashes that’s all,” he assured her positioning himself at the end of the bed between her legs.  
    He carefully ran his fingers over her labia – he opened her gently so he could see how highly aroused she was . 
    “I’m going to get something else,” he smiled.  “You don’t mind if I leave this here – do you?”  He smiled again – well his mouth did but his eyes didn’t – they were cold and dark as he slowly and carefully inserted the large whip handle into her vagina pushing it all the way up before giving it a sharp twist .
    Gina squealed – it hurt.  It hurt because it was too long and very thick and because she was still sore up there from yesterday.
    “Matthew ,” she cried. “I can’t take it – it’s too…”  Then she squealed and moaned and he wat ched her thighs quiver with the pain .  As h e returned to her side she whimpered louder, her hands clench ing into fists within her manacled wrists .  
    “Take it out, Mathew or I’ll stop this – I’ll apologise – apologise for everything.  Or I’ll use my safeword,” she threatened.  
    He shook his head – there was something hot and predatory flashing in those dark eyes.  He watched her as her lips moved and she almost uttered the word but before the sound could escape into the room he’d fixed a gag tightly around her mouth.  She couldn’t say anything at all now, well nothing he’d be able to decipher, he thought with a chuckle.
    He tore the flogger from her body ignoring her muffled scream s .  He trailed the soft, silky tails over her body – slowly, sensuously.  The feeling was pleasant, Gina thought – almost ticklish.  But then raising it high , and with some power behind it, he lashed at her breasts catching her sensitive peaks with the knots and that didn’t tickle at all.  Another lash – this time between her spread thighs and another muffled shriek but Matthew continued to ignore her protest s and continued to lash – he knew the truth .  H e knew she really loved each cruel, dark stroke he delivered.  
    At last h e stopped .  He was hard again - his penis thick and erect and he stroked it admiringly.  H earing her screams and seeing her discomfort had done its work beautifully.  T hrowing the flogger to the floor   He looked up at her face, her beautiful, blue eyes fearful, pleading with him to stop this. 
    He gave her another small, cold smile and thrust into her - burying his erection deep inside her sex .  She arc hed her back in utter bliss, she couldn’t help it, it was an automatic reaction to him – and, as was now becoming the norm, she climaxed almost insta ntly. 
    But Matthew didn’t stop he pushed into her with slow, deep moves.  Pulling out and plunging in again – each time filling her, using her to stroke his penis into the ecstatic state he needed.   She mewled with pleasure and with pain – she was still bruised from the rough way he’d taken her yesterday.  But Matthew didn’t care – he was intent on his own pleasure and he knew that having ejaculated before that he would last.
    Gina closed her eyes, she’d climaxed once but she was too sore now to climax again – for the first time with Matthew she just wanted this to be over.    His demands on her body were becoming too much, too e xcessive .   She was still gagged and retrained – she couldn’t stop him – so she closed her eyes and screamed silently with each and every thrust.  Finally she felt nothing – she seemed distant – as if she was somewhere else.
    He was stroking her face.  “ Y ou wield a strange power over me, my sweet,” Matthew whispered and kiss ed her lips lightly.  Gina was surprised , surprised enough to gather her wits and realise that he’d finished and had freed her from both the gag and the restraints .
    ‘A strange power ? ’   Coming from him that was some admission.
    “ And you