Page 24 of The Club

The bondage horse interests him. He walks around the padded bench mounted with restraint and handholds. I reach down and grip my aching cock through my g-string, stroking as I watch him inspect the suction masturbator mounted to the horse. I sip my drink and cross the room to join him.

Dominic is eyeing the positioning of the mechanical thruster with its black silicone dildo.

“You let this thing fuck you?” he asks as I hand him his drink.

“Yes.”

“For how long?”

“Until I’m done.”

He sips his drink. “What does done mean?”

“I think you’ll know it when you see it.”

With his free hand, he loosens my tie. I let him pull it over my head and toss it onto one of the curved tantric couches. He sets his drink down on a table. Then he steps near and starts working on my g-string, leaving it on me but pulling my cock and balls free of the cloth.

I love the feel of his fingers on me, the tug and twist. He hums as he looks down at the jutting length of my cock. He takes it in his hand and strokes. I let my eyes close, enjoying the tender moment because I know it won’t last. He takes my drink from me. That’s my warning.

I’m belly down on the bondage horse before I know it. I struggle just enough to make it difficult for him, to make him angry. He slaps my ass and shoves my head down. He lays his full body weight over me as he gets my wrists buckled into the restraints. My cock is pressed sideways against the wooden side of the horse, missing the entrance to the masturbator. I want inside it.

Dominic’s weight lifts as he secures my ankles and knees. I’m in a modified kneeling position, forced to hug the bondage horse and offer my ass. Once I’m secure, Dominic draws away. His retreating footsteps make my heart skip, but then I hear the rattle of my toy rack.

When he returns, I expect the sting of a whip. Instead, he takes my balls in a firm, slick grip. I guess he found the lube. Of course, it’s everywhere.

He tugs and stretches my balls. Fuck, it feels good. Then he grabs my cock, slicks it in a single glide, and pushes it inside the masturbator.

I want to immediately start fucking it, but he still has hold of my balls—and there’s a threat in it. Then he clamps a ball stretcher around them at the base. The combination of the weight and pressure, the feel of my dick in the suction of the masturbator, is more than I can take. My hips rock forward.

“You fuck that thing and it will be all you get.”

“Dominic—”

“I mean it, Rafael. You willwait. The only thing that’s going to drive your dick into that sleeve is me driving my dick into your ass.”

I groan in frustration and force myself to lie still. I’m shaking, though. I can’t help that.

Dominic makes a satisfied sound. I hear movement, then his shoes hit the floor. I hear his zipper. I hear the sound of his pants coming off. I’m shivering, so frustrated and so turned on that I can’t think.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he mutters. “You’re so goddamn beautiful.”

My eyes squeeze shut at those words. That’s what I hate to hear. That’s what I need to hear.

When I feel the pressure of his cockhead at my hole, a needy sound escapes me. He pushes inside in a smooth, relentless glide, stretching me wider and deeper. It hurts of course, but it’s exactly what I want, exactly what I need. To be filled. To be fucked.

“Fuck, yes,” he breathes as he bottoms out inside me, his pelvis flush against my ass. He doesn’t ask if I’m okay, doesn’t let me adjust to the brutal intrusion of his huge cock. He just leans over me, grabs the handles, and starts to fuck me.

At first, it’s only pain. It takes me over, drives everything else out of my mind, so I give myself to it, relax into it, let it happen.

Pleasures starts to break through. Dominic’s muscled chest and abdomen are flexing against my back. His grip on the handles has his arms locking me down as much as the restraints do. His hips punch forward, making his pelvis slap my ass as his cock drives into me again and again.

I moan.

“There’s my dirty whore,” he rumbles above me. “Needs his hole fucked by a big cock. Needs his ass ruined.”

God, I love how he talks to me.

“You like fucking that toy?”

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