Page 72 of Savage Games

I stroked and petted her hair. Taking my belt from her mouth, I tested its weight in my hand. In a moment of raw honesty, I confessed to her, “I need this, baby. I need to hear you scream. I need to feel your punished warm skin beneath my hand. Do you understand what I’m saying? I won’t be gentle. I’ve waited too long to feel… to know that you’re mine… truly mine.”

Elizabeth lowered her gaze and turned away from me. I watched as she crawled over to the bed. The curve of her beautiful ass on full display. Standing up, she reached for the wrist restraint that dangled from the left bedpost and slipped her hand through the thick leather cuff. Stretching her arms wide, she slipped her right hand through the other cuff.

Tossing a sultry look over her shoulder, she said, “Hurt me… husband.”

With a growl, I rose from my seat and tossed my glass into the fire. A burst of unholy flame flared as I tore off my shirt. Leaving my trousers on, I approached the bed. I loved how it made her feel more vulnerable to have me partially dressed while she was bare.

She cried out as I tightened then buckled the first wrist restraint. With my belt in my hand, I let the folded curve of the leather caress her lower back and the top of her ass as I moved to secure the second restraint, reveling in her raspy inhale from the contact.

Standing behind her, I yanked on her hair, wrenching her head back.

Leaning forward, I whispered into her ear, “Say it again.”

“Hurt me… husband.”

Placing my right foot behind me, I raised my arm, letting the belt unfurl from my grasp. Swinging wide, the sound of leather connecting with skin sent a resounding thwack that echoed around the room.

Elizabeth’s body jerked against the restraints as she cried out.

My belt swung a second time, striking her across both bottom cheeks, leaving an angry pink welt. Again I swung, connecting with her upper thighs.

Elizabeth screamed and went up on her toes as her hands clenched into fists.

With my demons unleashed, each strike of the leather on her ass sent a bolt straight to my painfully hard shaft.

Her buttocks glowed a bright, painful red. Her hair clung to the tears on her cheeks as she openly wept, but still I wasn’t finished.

Tossing the belt aside, I wanted to feel her skin. Raising my arm, I smacked her reddened cheeks with the palm of my hand, glorying in the punishing heat I felt radiating off her body.

“Richard! I can’t anymore. Please stop!”

Reaching between her legs, I felt the wet warmth of her arousal.

“I should keep punishing you just for lying to me,” I threatened as I pushed two fingers deep inside her tight cunt.

“Oh, God!” Her knees buckled, the weight of her body held up by her wrist restraints. I pulsed my fingers into her wet heat several times before pulling free.

Lowering the zipper of my trousers, my thick cock sprang free.

Stepping up behind her, I placed my hands on her lower thighs, bending her body in two as I lifted her high.

Shifting my hips forward, I lowered her cunt onto my throbbing cock, knowing the weight of her own body would impale her on me.

Her hair draped down my back as her head rolled onto my shoulder. “It’s too deep. It hurts,” she cried.

“Take it, baby girl. Take it all,” I growled. I knew it spread her open painfully wide with her arms outstretched and my grip on her thighs. I lifted her a little higher as I shifted my hips back before brutally shifting forward and dropping her back onto my cock.

Elizabeth screamed as her body clenched around me.

Unable to take anymore, I lowered her legs to the floor and clawed at the buckles of her restraints. Elizabeth collapsed forward onto the bed.

Spreading her ass cheeks open, I flicked the tip of my finger over her tightly puckered hole. Despite longing to sink my shaft deep into her ass, that would have to wait till later. There could be no doubt this marriage had been properly consummated.

Dipping my knees low, I positioned my cock at her entrance and plunged in deep. Her body rocked back and forth as I plowed into her from behind. Ruthlessly taking what was mine.

Pushing my fingers through the wild tangle of her hair, I pulled her head back, forcing her to arch her back, allowing me to press in deeper.

“Say it,” I rasped against her skin before sinking my teeth into the soft flesh of her shoulder, my other hand reaching between her thighs and pinching her clit. “Say it.”

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