“Yes, Mistress,” he said, immediately getting up and doing as she said.
“Now since you think you can run the show, bend over on the bed with your ass up,” she snapped.
I purposely waited for a few seconds. “Yes, Mistress,” I said, getting up very slowly, walking to the bed and assuming the position she had demanded. I arched my back teasing her, and possibly my husband if he had stolen a glance.
“Chest on the bed with your arms crossed behind your back,” she commanded.
I laid my cheek on the soft comforter, crossing my arms behind my back feeling way too exposed. The first hit was a shock to my system.
“Thank me,” she snapped.
“T-Thank you, Mistress,” I said, getting my bearings.
The second hit was not much better.
“Thank you, Mistress,” I said.
The third hit was painful, but she rubbed my ass, making the sting go away a lot more quickly.
“Thank you, Mistress,” I said, almost forgetting to address her.
“Luke, suck on your wife’s pussy,” she said before his delicious tongue licked me, making me groan.
He sucked on my clit, making me cry out from the pleasure and thanking Genevieve. His mouth left my pussy, and I wasn’t ready for the next hit that stole my breath away. Luke immediately licked my pussy, easing the pain and bringing pleasure to the forefront of my brain. It was jarring to go from one to the other.
The next five hits were similar. Hit, play with my pussy, hit and sucked on my pussy. My body was so aroused and sensitive that each time I thought I was going to come, but he stopped right before my orgasm hit me.
Smack!
I cried out, leaning back a little to find friction.
“Thank you, Mistress,” I cried out.
“On your knees at the foot of the bed, Luke,” Genevieve commanded.
“No!” I whined.
“Shh…. I’ve got you, Little Minx,” Genevieve whispered.
A slow languid lick up my pussy had me sighing in relief. Genevieve's mouth was talented, and I leaned into her face, desperate for release.
“Such a needy little whore,” she said, spanking me.
I moaned when she sucked on my clit. She teased my hole with her finger, sliding it into my pussy slowly as she placed kisses on my clit. A second finger entered me, slowly driving me mad. I huffed in annoyance, but was given a small reprieve when she skimmed my g-spot. A whine came from behind Genevieve, and she chuckled against my clit.
“You want to watch, pet?” Her seductive voice made my stomach clench in arousal.
“Please, Mistress,” he whimpered.
“Sit against the headboard,” she clipped.
“Yes, Mistress,” he said.
Luke came into my line of sight as he climbed on the bed. I almost raised my head to look at him when she rubbed my clit.
“Hold on, Little Minx,” she said, slapping my ass. “You better stay still too.”
“Yes, Mistress,” I said, having the urge to look up.