Page 39 of Dark Cravings

“Kenley, please.”

“Patience,” she grinned, knowing she was driving me wild.

She kissed her way down my leg to my ankle and then up the other side. I moaned loudly when she finally reached the place I wanted her most. She ran her tongue through my folds, gathering my arousal until she reached my clit. Pleasure coursed through me as she circled it slowly. I bucked my hips up against her mouth and she grinned against me as she spread my legs further apart and feasted on my pussy.

She slipped two fingers into my tight channel and sucked my clit into her mouth, her tongue flicking against it. She drove me more and more toward my release and I was panting, pushing myself impossibly closer to her. Her fingers pumped in and out of me, fast and hard, as she focused her tongue on my bundle of nerves. When she curled her fingers to drag over my most sensitive spot, I cried out, my climax crashing through me. She continued her attention on me until I came down from my release before licking her lips and moving to lay beside me.

I laid with her, my head against her chest as she ran her fingers through my hair. My body was spent but I knew what I wanted.

“Let’s do this,” I said softly.

She tipped my chin up and kissed me, my mouth parting to let her tongue in. She kissed me breathless and pulled me close.

“Best news I’ve heard all day,” she grinned.

I fell into a deep sleep, a smile on my face, with her arms wrapped around me.

Kenley and I had been back together for a couple of weeks before we decided it was time to play again. Because it had been so long, we didn’t want to involve anyone else yet. I would be Domme to her sub. I booked a private room at the club as we hadn’t played this way much and I wanted her to be as comfortable as possible.

“You look hot as fuck in that dress, Kenley, but you’d look even better out of it,” I grinned.

Her cheeks flushed and she smiled shyly as she dragged down the zipper and let the dress fall to the floor. I groaned when I looked at her and found her standing completely naked before me, her pussy already wet with need.

“Well, well, well. Someone was feeling naughty tonight.”

“Maybe a little,” she shrugged.

She threw her hair up in a ponytail and looked at me expectantly. I walked over to her and palmed her breasts, thrumming her nipples with my thumbs. She moaned as they hardened and I smirked as I dragged a hand down her stomach and then ran a finger through her folds. I circled her clit slowly, making her moan again, and then pushed two fingers into her tight channel. I fucked her hard, my thumb still playing with her clit as she clawed at my shoulders. It took only a few minutes before she came explosively, her juices running down my hand.

“Are you ready to play, sub?”

“God, yes, Mistress.”

I led her to the spanking bench and quickly secured cuffs around her wrists and ankles. I grabbed my bag and laid out the toys I planned to use with her. I loved that she had no hard limits, leaving me with endless possibilities. I grabbed the leather crop and started with gentle taps on her ass and the back of her thighs to warm her up. I got progressively harder with the strikes until both were a healthy pink. I soothed her with my hands and then landed my hand on her ass with a smack. She jumped a little and I smirked, lacing my fingers in her hair and pulling her head back.

“Color, sub.”

“Green, Ma’am.”

“Good girl,” I whispered in her ear.

I grabbed the leather flogger and swiped side to side on her ass with medium force. She let out a loud moan as I brought it down hard on the back of her thighs. After several more strikes, I grabbed what she referred to as my sting-y flogger and smacked her as gently with it. I grinned as she cried out, knowing from previous play just how much she liked this toy. I watched as red bloomed on her ass as I continued with the flogger. She grumbled when I stopped and I suppressed a chuckle.

Grabbing the cane, I flicked my wrist, a line of red appearing on her thigh. She was striped with red by the time I finished with it and was moaning almost constantly.

“Color?”

“Green, Mistress. So fucking green,” she moaned.

This time I did chuckle as I picked up the paddle. She cried out as it connected first with her left cheek and then the right. I smacked her only twice more before setting it down and picking up the last toy, a Wartenberg wheel. I started rolling it up her calf and then over her sensitive thighs. I moved to her hip and brought it down her ass and then over her other thigh and calf. After several times up and down each side, I put it back on the table and then rubbed my hands gently down her back and then over her ass and thighs.

I moved to the side of the table, up near the top, and lifted her head, kissing her softly. I quickly removed the cuffs and then helped her up. I wrapped my arm around her waist and she slumped against me with a quiet moan. I led her to the couch, sat down, and pulled her onto my waist. She leaned her head against my shoulder and sighed. After a few minutes of me cuddling with her, she sat up and smiled.

“That was amazing, Shelby.”

“Yes, it sure was. You did so well.”

I froze at her next statement, no longer as sure as I had been a second ago.

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