Page 25 of Love on the Run

“Such a bad, little slut running from me. Causing me to worry needlessly.” Again and again, he brings the flogger down meting out his discipline. “Denying me the pussy you promised only to me,” he sighs, forlornly, his voice is deep, the tonal variancegiving away none of his true feeling. It’s as if he’s moved from husband to dominant.

“Arch. Your. Back.” Shuddering, I do as he says. The sadist has emerged and revels in the pain he’s inflicting on me, his willing submissive.

“Good, girl.” I hear a swish as he draws back. He brings it back and lashes my entire ass. It covers me this time entirely, wrapping around the curve of my hip.

“Ahh,” I hiss, feeling the sting as he withdraws. The combination of my over sensitized nipples, the thrashing he’s mercilessly dispensing, and his words make me spiral higher and higher. I’m tittering on a precipice of ecstasy.

“Look at you loving how I punish you. Your pussy is dripping. I can see how wet your thighs are. Open yourself,” he commands.

Reaching behind me, I gasp, moaning, pulling my bottom cheeks apart to show him my pussy.

“Fat ass pussy,” he groans behind me. I feel two of his long fingers slide along my seam. His touch is firm, gentle; up and down barely breaching me.

I arch into his touch. He flutters his fingers like he’s playing the piano then removes them. I whimper when he steps back.

“Damn.” I hear him groaning around his fingers sucking his digits.

“A month and a half that’s forty-five days.” My mind trips over what he’s saying. I don’t think, no correction I know I won’t be able to endure forty-five lashes.

He steps closer pressing against my burning flesh. “In due time.” His dick pressing into the crevice of my ass makes my eyes water.

“A—” I swallow back his name. He presses a kiss just below my ear. Pulling the flesh between his lips, sucking steady and hard. I’m flush with the window at my front and him at my back.I can’t move. Trapped in this moment, I don’t want to be free wouldn’t want it even if it were offered. I love being caged by him.

His hand snakes around and down spearing into my bare pussy. “You let them wax you,” he tsks, slowly starts working my clit. I want to open more for him but the way I’m trap between him it’s impossible. Canting my hips, I try to reach for more.

“Oww. Fuck,” I cry when his hand comes down on my mound.

“Eager little cumslut, you don’t run this. You won’t rush my pleasure. What did I tell you?” Another, smack has me crying out. Tears spring free. It would be excruciating if the head of his dick wasn’t breaching me at the same time, so the quick slaps following add pressure to the area already being filled by him.

Of its on volition my body opens to receive more and more of him. Slick and hot, the big head of his dick works into my pussy with me helping it along with my wiggles. I know it’s not his intention. I know he’d rather torment me more. I hear him swear but he seems helpless to stop himself from sliding deeper.

“Dammit.”

He lowers to match my height arching into me. I feel the burn from not having him in more than a month. He gives me barely a moment till he drives deep in an endless thrust.

We can barely stand one another but our sighs sync when he pushes, presses in with hard persistence until he bottoms out.

“This motherfucker so tight.” He pulls out then fucks me deep. “So fucking good.”

He holds my waist coming back to his height. I scramble to find purchase on the window. I press my palms against the window. Like a ragdoll, I’m suspended between him and the window. Holding my hips he impales me on his dick, fucking me into the window.

“Akchiro,” I scream. He’s fucking me so hard, so relentlessly. My muscles spasming around him, my nipples are no longer pressed against the glass, I count that as a blessing. Sensations exploding through me from the sheer force of him slamming his huge fucking dick into my warm, willing, flesh is enough to send me into a cataclysmic orgasm. Hard shudders shake my body.

“Ohmygoodness, I’m coming.” I sob, babbling, mingling his language and mine.

“Good. I’m going to fuck you through it, make you come again,” he growls and proceeds to keep his word.

I see stars, feeling streams of essence run down my legs splattering on the glass.

“Fuck, I love that shit. That’s right, Hana show your sensei how you much you missed this dick.” He pistons into me.

“Yes, yes.” I squeeze trying to keep him deep. He’s hitting my spot so good. I feel another climax just out of reach. I ride his dick doing my best but this position leaving me at his mercy. “Please,” I beg, feeling the urgency to come but unable to get there.

“No,” I whine when he withdraws. He turns me to face him, lifting me then sliding me down onto his dick, already slick with my come. “Look, at my messy girl needing more of my dick.” His eyes hold a cold fire.

My body archesas I’m pinned against the window. Now, he’s driving up into me. “You want this?” He spanks my nipples in tandem. Over and over he fucks me doing that and I can’t even form words. All I can think is to let him do whatever he wants as long as he doesn’t stop.

“You know how bad you are, such a naughty, dirty little cumslut. Show me how much you need to come.” I work myselfon his dick. “Thank you, Sensei.” We fuck each other. Raw, hot, nasty, mixed with anger and want.

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