Her Pirate Master (Entwined Fates) by Trista Ann Michaels Page A
Authors: Trista Ann Michaels
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her gasp in surprise.
“Relax, sub. You may find that you like this punishment.”
She snorted softly. Haydrien moved to grab a few toys from the shelf closest to him. He pulled down a long, thin dildo and held it up. He peered at her around the rod. Her eyes narrowed slightly. “No?” he asked, just before setting it aside. “This one I think would be better.”
He pulled down a thicker one and covered it with lube. He walked over to her and placed the toy between the legs. She gasped as the cold lube hit her folds. He gave her a second, then pressed the toy deep inside her. She visibly swallowed. Haydrien didn’t miss the tremor that skimmed along her flesh or the flare of heat that made the gray in her eyes deepen like storm clouds.
Her face flushed as Haydrien turned the rod, positioning it so the flare at the base would rub against her clit. He used his fingers to spread her, making sure the toy fit perfectly against the tiny nub.
He looked at her face and was fascinated by the play of emotions. She was angry—that was obvious—but she was also aroused and slightly intrigued. He moved his palms over her breasts, lifting them as he squeezed. She narrowed her eyes, and her breathing became more shallow and quick. He lowered his hands to her waist and dipped his head. He slowly swiped his tongue over an extended nipple.
She gasped, and her whole body tensed. He gently sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, then rubbed his tongue back and forth over her hard nipple until he eventually heard a soft moan escape her lips. He shifted to the other breast and repeated the motion, smiling to himself at the hitch in her breathing as she struggled to not show how much she was actually liking this.
JACK COULD HARDLY breathe when Haydrien covered her second breast with his mouth. Every part of her body burned from the feel of his hot lips against her skin. Without intending to, her hips shifted slightly, forcing the base of the rod to rub against her clit. She gasped again at the spark of lust that touch sent to her core.
This was what he considered to be punishment? God help her.
He moved away, and despite the heat lingering on her breasts, a blast of cold air hit her moist areola, making her shudder. She watched out of the corner of her eye as he brought two devices from the shelf. One was a flogger; the other was a small box he put in this pocket. He again reached toward the shelf and pulled down what looked like two gold pieces of jewelry.
Jack knew instantly what they were and began to shake her head.
“Nos aren’t allowed here, sub,” he said as he walked forward.
Jack tensed as he placed a clamp over her right nipple. The sting burned straight to her womb. She winced and bit her tongue as he placed the second clamp over the other one. Both her breasts throbbed, and heat continued to travel in waves throughout her body, coming to rest in the quivering walls of her channel.
Next he pulled the box from his pocket and hit a button. The rod in her vagina began to vibrate, and the elongated base hummed against her clit. She groaned as wicked sensation shot up her spine.
He was going to make her come. That was her punishment: to make her scream in pleasure while he watched on and smiled in delight. Damn son of a bitch. She would show him. She would fight this. She refused to come for his amusement.
He shut off the device, and Jack breathed a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, that relief was short-lived.
He swung his arm back, and Jack braced herself for the lash of the flogger. The leather straps hit her flesh just below her ribs with a resounding slap. Pain made her skin quiver, and she hissed. He swung again, this time catching her midthigh. The lashes curled around the back of her leg. Pleasure-pain made her gasp in startled surprise; then she bit down on her tongue, refusing to make another sound.
He swung again, letting the lashes curl around her hip. Her body jerked, but her hold on her tongue
“Relax, sub. You may find that you like this punishment.”
She snorted softly. Haydrien moved to grab a few toys from the shelf closest to him. He pulled down a long, thin dildo and held it up. He peered at her around the rod. Her eyes narrowed slightly. “No?” he asked, just before setting it aside. “This one I think would be better.”
He pulled down a thicker one and covered it with lube. He walked over to her and placed the toy between the legs. She gasped as the cold lube hit her folds. He gave her a second, then pressed the toy deep inside her. She visibly swallowed. Haydrien didn’t miss the tremor that skimmed along her flesh or the flare of heat that made the gray in her eyes deepen like storm clouds.
Her face flushed as Haydrien turned the rod, positioning it so the flare at the base would rub against her clit. He used his fingers to spread her, making sure the toy fit perfectly against the tiny nub.
He looked at her face and was fascinated by the play of emotions. She was angry—that was obvious—but she was also aroused and slightly intrigued. He moved his palms over her breasts, lifting them as he squeezed. She narrowed her eyes, and her breathing became more shallow and quick. He lowered his hands to her waist and dipped his head. He slowly swiped his tongue over an extended nipple.
She gasped, and her whole body tensed. He gently sucked the tip of her breast into his mouth, then rubbed his tongue back and forth over her hard nipple until he eventually heard a soft moan escape her lips. He shifted to the other breast and repeated the motion, smiling to himself at the hitch in her breathing as she struggled to not show how much she was actually liking this.
JACK COULD HARDLY breathe when Haydrien covered her second breast with his mouth. Every part of her body burned from the feel of his hot lips against her skin. Without intending to, her hips shifted slightly, forcing the base of the rod to rub against her clit. She gasped again at the spark of lust that touch sent to her core.
This was what he considered to be punishment? God help her.
He moved away, and despite the heat lingering on her breasts, a blast of cold air hit her moist areola, making her shudder. She watched out of the corner of her eye as he brought two devices from the shelf. One was a flogger; the other was a small box he put in this pocket. He again reached toward the shelf and pulled down what looked like two gold pieces of jewelry.
Jack knew instantly what they were and began to shake her head.
“Nos aren’t allowed here, sub,” he said as he walked forward.
Jack tensed as he placed a clamp over her right nipple. The sting burned straight to her womb. She winced and bit her tongue as he placed the second clamp over the other one. Both her breasts throbbed, and heat continued to travel in waves throughout her body, coming to rest in the quivering walls of her channel.
Next he pulled the box from his pocket and hit a button. The rod in her vagina began to vibrate, and the elongated base hummed against her clit. She groaned as wicked sensation shot up her spine.
He was going to make her come. That was her punishment: to make her scream in pleasure while he watched on and smiled in delight. Damn son of a bitch. She would show him. She would fight this. She refused to come for his amusement.
He shut off the device, and Jack breathed a sigh of relief.
Unfortunately, that relief was short-lived.
He swung his arm back, and Jack braced herself for the lash of the flogger. The leather straps hit her flesh just below her ribs with a resounding slap. Pain made her skin quiver, and she hissed. He swung again, this time catching her midthigh. The lashes curled around the back of her leg. Pleasure-pain made her gasp in startled surprise; then she bit down on her tongue, refusing to make another sound.
He swung again, letting the lashes curl around her hip. Her body jerked, but her hold on her tongue
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