Page 68 of The More the Merrier

Gregor navigated her to the opposite side of the room and helped her mount the spanking bench. Once she was in position, he took a moment to admire her swollen, glistening folds. He licked those sweet folds from her puffy entrance right to her anus.

A low moan met him from the other end of the table. He stood rubbing her clit, coating his fingers in her juices. Grabbing the lightest of the floggers, he reminded her of the color red in case she needed to call a halt, but he had the feeling she was more than prepared for anything he delivered.

Moving his arm in a figure-eight pattern, the soft thwacking sound of leather on skin quickly filled the room.

“Tell me how you’re doing, kitty-cat.”

“Mmm, really good, Sir,” was hissed in an almost whisper from the head of the table.

He switched up to a heavier flogger and watched as her ass twitched from side to side with the motion of the leather on her ass. It was almost a hypnotic dance between the leather and her jiggling globes.

Kitty, as he now referred to her, was deep in subspace by the time he finished with the flogger, and he was deep in Dom’s space, completely attuned to her every response and reaction.

Deciding it was time to change up the sensations, he grabbed a paddle from its hook. “I want you to count your strokes now, Kitty, this is your punishment for stomping your foot.”

He swung the paddle, and it landed across the fleshiest part of her cheeks.

“Yikes,” she cried out, then seconds later. “One, Sir.”

“Good girl,” he crooned in response.

His next stroke dropped lower, connecting with the bottom of her cheeks. Her cry was a little louder this time. “Two, Sir.”

Gregor rubbed the matching red spots, admiring the deeper color the paddle left compared with the light pink left by the whippy tails of the flogger.

Running a finger along Kitty’s, soaked folds, Gregor was acutely aware of how turned on she was, how her body begged for release. “When I say now, Kitty, I want you to come all over my fingers. Understand, young lady?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Gregor smacked her ass with the paddle and with the other, used a single digit to circle her clit. He was happy to see that she went wild with the pain/pleasure blend when delivered together. She really was perfect. Switching sides, Gregor brought the paddle down hard on her other cheek and tweaked her clit.

A tiny gush flowed from her sweet pussy. “Kitty,” he warned.

“Sorry, Sir, I’m trying so hard to be good.”

Gregor stopped circling her clit and instead brought the paddle down in the center of both cheeks, with a little more power than the previous ones.

“Owie, I’m sorry.”

“That’s the only warning you get, little girl. Hang in there, six more to go.” Gregor delivered the strokes and placed the paddle back. “Are you ready to come for me, Kitty?”

“Yes, Sir!”

He chuckled quietly so she wouldn’t hear him. Gregor wasn’t prone to bouts of affection, but he found her innocent comebacks highly enjoyable. It was hard to believe she was someone who did this for a living. If he didn’t know better, Gregor would think she was a young woman without much experience. That or she was a really good actress.

He slapped her nether lips and Kitty let out a screech. He slapped again and said, “Come!”

Kitty groaned as her pussy gushed all over his hand, her spasming walls greedy for something to be buried inside.

“Good girl,” he crooned as he unstrapped her from the table and carried her over to the bed, laying her on her back. “You have been a very good girl, Kitty. Would you like to come again?”

Her slitted eyes glazed up at him in complete surrender. “Yes, please, Sir.”

Lowering himself to his knees, he grasped her hips and tugged her to the edge of the bed. His face was now level with her glistening pussy, and he leaned forward, tasting her. Kitty moaned and bucked her hips. Gregor wrapped his powerful arms around her hips to hold her still while he went to town on her pussy, darting his tongue deep inside her quaking walls and drawing out to flick her clit expertly.

He was readying himself to bring his Kitty to her next climax.His?Since when had she gone from a one-nighter to his? He didn’t have time to think over his reaction to her because he chose that moment to clamp down on her hardened nub.

Gregor felt the orgasm rip through Kitty. Her walls shuddered and spasmed, filling his mouth with her sweet nectar. Her cries filled the room as completely as the sweet scent of her honey. Her body spasmed and writhed while her head tossed from side to side with the intensity of the release.

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