Page 25 of The Dom with the Kink Monsters

“Is this what you want?” Ramsay thrust a finger into her pussy, then a second. How could she still be so tight, considering how often they fucked?

She grunted at the sudden invasion, then almost purred as her body adjusted. Her clit trapped between two fingers of his other hand, he squeezed and rubbed it until her body grew taut with imminent release. Every so often he’d pause, stalling her orgasm and letting her arousal spiral higher.

Just as her body clamped down, rippling around his fingers, he brushed his thumb over the sensitive skin around her other hole. She froze, whimpered. He did it again and she exploded.

“No! No, please!” She was coming and couldn’t stop even though she didn’t like what he was doing. Didn’t want to like it.

He pulled his fingers out of her, using those ones to play with her clit. Grabbing the lube he squeezed some directly into the crevice of her ass, then threw the tube back on the table.

“Please, Master! No!” Her orgasm wasn’t subsiding, and she squirmed and moaned piteously but didn’t try to get away.

Ignoring her pleas, Ramsay coated his index finger in lube and pressed the tip against her tight hole. She was begging him to stop, but there was no mention of her safeword, so he let the desperate sounds feed into his excitement rather than spoil it.

“Relax your muscles. Push out,” he barked, swatting her thigh with the hand that had been stroking her clit.

Saya settled, and when he tried again her body slowly admitted his finger up to the first knuckle.

“It’s too big! It’s too big!” she complained.

“No it isn’t. Quit being a baby.” Playing with her clit changed her plaintive noises to moans. He pulled his finger out and gathered more lube, then pressed in again. Thesecond time, her body received him a bit more easily, and he slowly fucked her ass with his finger until he got to the second knuckle.

“It hurts!”

He stopped. “It hurts? Honestly?”

She stayed very still and seemed to think about it for a moment. “Well it doesn’t hurt. It’s just uncomfortable and it feels –”

Ramsay moved his finger again, slowly, and she gasped.

“Is this mine?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Do I own this?”

“Yes.” She groaned.

“Say it.”

When she failed to comply, he pinched her clit hard.

Saya screamed as another orgasm wracked her. She clawed at his legs, not really coherent enough to know what she was doing. His cock throbbed, aching for relief.

Sometimes being the Dom was both a power trip and the worst possible torture.

While she was centered on her orgasm, he slid his finger in the rest of the way into her ass. Her babbling made no sense, but the gist was she wanted him to stop and the orgasm was too intense. When he tried to coax a second finger into her, there was too much resistance. Admittedly, his fingers were huge.

Her ass was so tight he wondered how he’d ever manage to fit, even with taking the time to loosen her up. Getting his dick into her pussy the first time had been challenge enough. Patience was going to be key, and it sure as hell wasn’t happening right then.

Instead, he withdrew his finger again, picked up the plug then lubed it up. It was slightly bigger than his finger – he’d try, and if she couldn’t take it, maybe they’d wait for another day. While playing with her clit, he worked the plug into her ass. The fascination of watching her body take it, inch by inch, almost set him off. Gritting his teeth, he fucked her with the plug until it was all the way in and she came again.

By the time he was done, she was a whimpering, wrung-out mess. He grabbed her under the arms, kicked the ottoman out of the way, and put her down between his feet. It only took a moment to free his throbbing cock from his track pants, and guide it into her mouth. She was barely with it, but in that moment his need took over and he didn’t care ifshe wasn’t totally aware of what was going on.

Like the good girl she was, Saya latched onto his cock, sucking the way he’d trained her. Mouth and tongue, suction and the vibrations from her moans. Pressure built, barely reined in. He thought of the plug in her ass, of her taking it to please him, and didn’t last long. He lost control of himself far sooner than he wanted to. Stars burst behind his eyes and he came hard, thrusting deep and hitting the back of her throat. She choked on his flood, gagging and gasping for breath as he controlled her head with a handful of hair.

When she’d cleaned him off, he pulled her into his lap, cuddled her for a moment then carried her into the bathroom. He set her on the edge of the tub, chuckling when the base of the plug meeting the hard surface made her hiss. It was short work to start the bath, and he gathered some towels while they waited.

“Master?” she wheedled. “I feel all dirty. Can I please take the plug out before we get in the bath?”

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