Page 59 of Training His Pet

She forced herself to relax, which went completely out the window when his mouth covered her clit.

“Oh!” She bolted forward, but the ropes held her steady.

He chuckled and continued his assault, licking and sucking on her and all she could do was take it.

“Hmm, make that sound again, pet. I like it when you whine.” He dug his fingernails into her ass cheeks. Nails dragged down her cheeks toward her thighs, a sharp burn took over and her eyes rolled with the heated pleasure building inside her.

“Yes, that one, just like that.”

Had she made a noise? She wasn’t paying attention to anything other than the beautiful pain he inflicted when he dug his nails in again, making more scratches across her ass.

“Fuck, like music, sweet girl.” He placed a hard kiss to her clit and hopped up to his feet.

The head of his cock pressed against her pussy entrance. Again, the ropes held when she jolted forward.

He laughed.

“Where are you going?” He pressed his cock further against her, the very tip popping through the rim and into her pussy. “Erika. Do you want this?” he asked. All the playfulness fell away; he really wanted to know, he was asking, making sure she was okay, making sure he wasn’t hurting her.

“Yes. I really fucking do.” She looked over her shoulder at him. If he teased her any more she’d lose her mind.

His lips spread wide into a dark grin that awakened her nerve endings. She fisted her hands, readying herself for the beast behind her to unleash his carnal desires on her.

Dax gripped her hips and thrust forward in one forceful push. She cried out, feeling the intense stretch his cock created, and the fullness from the plug adding to the instant sensations.

“Fuck,” he growled from behind her, his nails pressing against her hips. “So fucking tight.” He started to move. “And hot, fuck, your cunt is so hot.”

She gritted her teeth as he pulled his cock back from her. No matter how strong the urge to buck back at him, she couldn’t. Bound tight to the bed, she could only wait for him to fill her again. This was all at his discretion.

Slowly, he pressed his cock back into her. It was as though he could sense how much she wanted him to plow her, to fuck her senseless, but was waiting to give it to her.

She licked at her dry lips.

She mewled.

He thrust harder into her and she mewled again.

“Fuck. Yes,” he said, slapping her ass through the bars of the footboard.

He didn’t make her wait any longer; he plunged forward again and again. His body slapped against her ass, his balls smacked her pussy. She fisted the bedding beneath her, gritting her teeth. Not being able to move, to take him like he was her, wore her down.

“You want to move?” he asked as though he could hear her thoughts.

She tried to buck back at him. “Yes.” She nodded, thinking he would untie her.

He pulled his cock almost all the way out, leaving just the head inside. “What is going to happen here, do you think, pet? Do you think I tied you up here so you could take over or did I tie you up because I’m using your hole for my pleasure?”

A wave of humiliation crashed over her. Her hole.

Her mouth dried.

“Answer me, sweet girl.” He was petting her ass again, the gentleness of his touch smoothed out the edges of the words he’d spoken.

“You’re using my hole for your pleasure,” she said, her voice cracking midsentence.

“That’s right, pet.” He plunged forward again, filling her and making her cry out. He fucked her harder, not sparing her a moment. Over and over his cock thrust into her, hard and unyielding. She felt him fill her, leave her, and fill her again.

“How do you ask if you want your pussy played with?” he asked, keeping his thrusts going. How was he not out of breath like she was?

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