Page 15 of Whiteout

She cries out, the sound echoing through the cabin. I raise my hand, about to bring it down again, when she speaks up.

"Please..." She's begging, her voice hoarse from the gag and her cries. "Please, I need to come."

I smirk, loving how desperate she is, but I'm not done playing with her yet. "Say thank you."

She blinks at me, confusion clear in her eyes, but then understanding dawns, and a look of horror crosses her face. She shakes her head, denying what we both know she wants.

"No, I won't."

I raise an eyebrow, my hand still hovering in the air, ready to deliver another smack to her ass. "Won't what? Tell me howmuch you love my cock? How thankful you are that I'm giving it to you?" I lean down close to her ear, and whisper, "Say thank you, and I'll let you come."

She whimpers, shaking her head.

I pull back and bring my hand down once more. Harder this time than I had before. A perfect red handprint decorates her lush ass. "Last chance. Say thank you, or we're done here. I'll tie you back up and you can watch while I finish myself."

I can see the internal struggle playing out on her face, but finally, she gives in. "Thank you." Her voice is little more than a whisper.

I grin, leaning over her I wrap my hand around her throat. "Louder," I order.

"Thank you!" she cries out.

Fuck, that's hot.

"Good girl," I praise, releasing her throat and moving my hand down between her legs. I find her clit and rub it in tight circles, teasing her.

Her legs shake with need as I thrust back inside of her, she cries out, trembling against the counter as I bring her closer to the edge. "Come for me. Now, Ivy."

My words are like a trigger, and she does as she's told. Her bodyconvulses as she falls over the edge. Her pussy pulses around my cock, her release coating my length. I growl, my balls drawing up tight as I thrust into her a few more times, riding out her orgasm before I spill my own inside her with a groan.

I grip her hips tightly as I fill her with my come, burying myself as deep as I can go.

Fuck, it's even better when she's awake.

We're both drenched in sweat, breathing heavily. I lean over her, resting my forehead against her shoulder as I catch my breath. Her chest heaves against the counter, her body still trembling with aftershocks.

"That's my girl," I whisper against her skin, pressing soft kisses to her back. "You did so fucking good for me."

I slowly pull out, and my come starts to drip out of her, coating the inside of her thighs, but I catch a good bit of it with my thumb, smearing it over her ass. I slap her ass, leaving a red handprint over her creamy white skin to match the other cheek. "There you go. Wear that as a reminder of who you belong to now."

Her breath hitches, and she looks back at me over her shoulder, a mix of emotions flashing in her eyes.

I step back, taking in the sight of her. Her hair is tangled, her lips are swollen from my kisses and bites, and mycome coats her ass and thighs. Her body is dotted with pink marks from where I struck her with the spoon. She looks thoroughly fucked. The devil on my shoulder urges me to keep pushing, to keep playing, drawing out her pleasure and pain for as long as I can.

"I can't believe you just made me tell you thank you for giving me your dick," she huffs rolling her eyes and I can't help but laugh.

Oh, she's feisty. I like it.

I grab her by the throat, squeezing gently, and pull her back against my chest. "Roll your eyes at me again and next time it'll be a lot fucking worse for you than just saying thank you and a few smacks to your ass."

She gasps, her eyes widening as I trail my hand down her body to cup her pussy. I gather some of my come that's still dripping out of her, then bring my fingers to her mouth.

"Open up," I command, and she obeys, sticking out her tongue and taking my fingers into her mouth. She sucks on them, cleaning them of our combined juices.

I smirk, satisfied. "You're fucking welcome, by the way."

Her eyes darken at my words. "Does that thought scare you, Cherry? Knowing it can get worse?"

She whimpers,a soft keening noise that goes straight to my cock, making it stir with interest. "I-I don't know. Maybe."

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