the sting set in. She loved it and rocked her hips for more. He smacked harder, and she pulled on the cuffs. The dark world with restraints and discipline felt perfect to her.
He lifted her rear up and tongued her cunt as he squeezed her flesh.
“You like this?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir. Thank you!” she moaned.
When he eased her back down to the bed, he rubbed his cock over her bottom.
He was making her wait, and her wetness grew. She loved it. Her world revolved around that hard cock bouncing on her cheeks. Pressing her thighs together, she waited for her correction. He smacked her rear and straddled her legs. She moaned and arched her back.
Large hands slid under her chest and cupped her breasts, pinching her flesh. She pressed her face to the bed. “Please, Sir!” she begged.
He kissed the back of her neck and filled her. The tender and raw mixed so well her pussy pulsed around him. Her hips rocked, and no matter how hard he pinched her breasts or spanked her ass, she couldn’t stop if he’d ordered her to. There was frantic need, and he’d taken her there so fast she groaned loudly.
The thrusts came hard and fast, and she felt so tight in this position. The blindfold meant she couldn’t see him even if she were facing him so it only made things better. The pressure grew inside her as he stretched her. She was so wet and ready but fought her release as long as she could.
“Let me come, please!” she gasped.
“Come for me.” He filled her faster and had the bed rocking.
She let go, and the rush flooded her senses. “Oh God!” she screamed.
Her limbs trembled, her body felt like liquid and he was the one solid thing in her universe. His erection ground deep inside her so she squeezed him again.
As he grunted, his weight pressed her to the bed, and she had a safe and calm sensation no other Dom had given her. He had her trapped, and she loved it, especially when he kissed her neck.
Craning her neck and rolling her shoulders, she nudged his cheek then chin and finally caught his mouth to cherish a soft kiss as his afterglow wore off.
He kissed her harder then pulled back. The blindfold disappeared quickly. She watched him and waited patiently for instruction or more fun. He dumped the used protection and fished in his jeans’ pocket. She saw the key and smiled.
Seconds later, her wrists were free, and he kissed them. He lifted her back to the head of the bed and cuddled her in the pile of pillows. No good sub ever lacked for pillows. They came in handy, but he hadn’t used them to prop her in any way yet.
“Too much?” he asked.
She shook he head. “Perfect.”
Playtime was over, but his watchful eyes told her he expected answers.
“Don’t make me push,” he said.
“I wasn’t abused or anything like that. It’s just my nature. Honestly, I’m the middle of six. Four girls and two boys. Trust me, I didn’t get to make a lot of decisions. I was along for the ride. Whether you believe in birth order or not, I did what I was told and didn’t make trouble. I always craved more attention. I found a way to get it and have amazing sex as well.” She kissed his muscled shoulder and ran her tongue along his collarbone.
“I bet your brothers were protective.” He stroked her hair.
She shrugged. “I wasn’t the prettiest, and I developed late. Not much to protect.”
“Why the skirts?” he asked.
“You don’t like them?” She sucked his nipple.
He lifted her chin to look him in the eye. “Playtime is over. Just tell me.”
She relaxed and hugged him tight. “Strict Catholic school for twelve years. I rebelled and went to a non-religious college. But I was used to wearing skirts. Just like teaching. I loved school and got a scholarship. I had no idea what I wanted to do, but I love literature so I kept getting degrees in that. It all worked out.”
“You’re a good teacher. You’ll get tenure.” He smiled at her.
“Thanks. I hope so. I found you. That’s a step in the
He lifted her rear up and tongued her cunt as he squeezed her flesh.
“You like this?” he asked.
“Yes, Sir. Thank you!” she moaned.
When he eased her back down to the bed, he rubbed his cock over her bottom.
He was making her wait, and her wetness grew. She loved it. Her world revolved around that hard cock bouncing on her cheeks. Pressing her thighs together, she waited for her correction. He smacked her rear and straddled her legs. She moaned and arched her back.
Large hands slid under her chest and cupped her breasts, pinching her flesh. She pressed her face to the bed. “Please, Sir!” she begged.
He kissed the back of her neck and filled her. The tender and raw mixed so well her pussy pulsed around him. Her hips rocked, and no matter how hard he pinched her breasts or spanked her ass, she couldn’t stop if he’d ordered her to. There was frantic need, and he’d taken her there so fast she groaned loudly.
The thrusts came hard and fast, and she felt so tight in this position. The blindfold meant she couldn’t see him even if she were facing him so it only made things better. The pressure grew inside her as he stretched her. She was so wet and ready but fought her release as long as she could.
“Let me come, please!” she gasped.
“Come for me.” He filled her faster and had the bed rocking.
She let go, and the rush flooded her senses. “Oh God!” she screamed.
Her limbs trembled, her body felt like liquid and he was the one solid thing in her universe. His erection ground deep inside her so she squeezed him again.
As he grunted, his weight pressed her to the bed, and she had a safe and calm sensation no other Dom had given her. He had her trapped, and she loved it, especially when he kissed her neck.
Craning her neck and rolling her shoulders, she nudged his cheek then chin and finally caught his mouth to cherish a soft kiss as his afterglow wore off.
He kissed her harder then pulled back. The blindfold disappeared quickly. She watched him and waited patiently for instruction or more fun. He dumped the used protection and fished in his jeans’ pocket. She saw the key and smiled.
Seconds later, her wrists were free, and he kissed them. He lifted her back to the head of the bed and cuddled her in the pile of pillows. No good sub ever lacked for pillows. They came in handy, but he hadn’t used them to prop her in any way yet.
“Too much?” he asked.
She shook he head. “Perfect.”
Playtime was over, but his watchful eyes told her he expected answers.
“Don’t make me push,” he said.
“I wasn’t abused or anything like that. It’s just my nature. Honestly, I’m the middle of six. Four girls and two boys. Trust me, I didn’t get to make a lot of decisions. I was along for the ride. Whether you believe in birth order or not, I did what I was told and didn’t make trouble. I always craved more attention. I found a way to get it and have amazing sex as well.” She kissed his muscled shoulder and ran her tongue along his collarbone.
“I bet your brothers were protective.” He stroked her hair.
She shrugged. “I wasn’t the prettiest, and I developed late. Not much to protect.”
“Why the skirts?” he asked.
“You don’t like them?” She sucked his nipple.
He lifted her chin to look him in the eye. “Playtime is over. Just tell me.”
She relaxed and hugged him tight. “Strict Catholic school for twelve years. I rebelled and went to a non-religious college. But I was used to wearing skirts. Just like teaching. I loved school and got a scholarship. I had no idea what I wanted to do, but I love literature so I kept getting degrees in that. It all worked out.”
“You’re a good teacher. You’ll get tenure.” He smiled at her.
“Thanks. I hope so. I found you. That’s a step in the
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