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Chapter 6: Dom

Aspen giggled as my vines snaked around her body, deftly removing her clothing piece by piece. She clung to me, her fingers digging into my bark-like skin.

"Wait," she panted, pulling away from me slightly when she realized my intentions. Resisting, she tried to straighten herself, but my grip on her was firm.

"Relax," I murmured into her ear, my voice gruff but soothing. "I'm going to take care of you. Yes, I'll spank you, but trust me, you'll love it."

Aspen hesitated, her eyes filled with uncertainty. But I knew she craved this just as much as I did... the thrill of submission, the delicate balance of pleasure and pain. It pulsed within her like a hidden fire, waiting to be stoked. I'd felt the way her pulse picked up when I'd said I'd make her an orgasmic mess.

"Please, Dom," she whispered, her voice trembling with need. "I trust you."

That was all I needed to hear. Bending her over the edge of the bed, I positioned her so that her ass was exposed and vulnerable. She shuddered beneath my touch, her breathing erratic and shallow.

"Take a deep breath, Aspen," I instructed, running my hand over her smooth, round buttocks. "Let yourself go, and enjoy the sensations I'm about to give you."

Her body tensed, then relaxed as she surrendered to my control. With a soft sigh, she closed her eyes, allowing me to guide her through the experience.

"Good girl," I praised, my heart swelling with pride and desire.

As I felt Aspen's body relax more, the anticipation was thick between us, a palpable force that made my own desire flare.

"Are you ready?" I asked, trailing a hand from her shoulder down to her hip. I took delight in the shiver that ran through her body at my touch.

"Yes," she whispered, almost inaudible but brimming with need.

I reached out with one hand and began to massage her shoulders, working out any lingering tension as she melted into the bed beneath her. My other hand continued its exploration, caressing her ass and teasing her thighs. Each stroke, each graze of my fingertips against her skin built up her anticipation, making her quiver with excitement.

"Dom, please," she whimpered, her hands fisting the blankets as she pushed her ass toward me.

"Patience," I murmured, grinning to myself. It was time to take things further. With a thought, I shifted my hand into a soft paddle, smooth and supple, perfect for delivering just the right amount of sensation.

"Remember to breathe," I reminded her, my voice low and steady. As she drew in a deep breath, I brought the paddle down gently against her ass, eliciting a gasp from her lips.

"Again," she moaned, her body already craving more. I obliged, striking her again and again, the rhythmic smacks filling the room as her moans grew louder. Each gentle impact sent shockwaves of pleasure through her, her fingers gripping the blankets tighter and tighter until her knuckles turned white.

"Dom... oh, Dom..." Her voice, strained with pleasure, spurred me on. I paddled her ass until it glowed a rosy pink, each slap driving her closer and closer to the edge. I loved the sound, how her voice turned breathy as she begged for more.

"Beautiful," I whispered, my chest heaving with exertion and desire. "You were made for me, Aspen. And I for you."

Watching Aspen's flushed cheeks and the way her body quivered beneath my touch, I knew it was time to bring her even higher. My hand shifted back to its human form, fingers flexing as I prepared to give her more.

"Think you're ready for more?" I asked, my voice a low growl that sent shivers down her spine.

"Y-yes," she stammered, anticipation evident in her soft gasp.

Alternating between gentle slaps on her rosy ass and teasing strokes of her slick pussy, I steadily built upon her arousal. Her reactions fueled me... each moan and whimper only made me want to push her further.

"Dom... Please..." Aspen's voice cracked with need, her hips wriggling against me.

"Tell me what you want," I demanded, my grip tightening around her thigh.

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