Page 39 of Salacious Devotion

“I bet you need to come more than ever.”

I nod again.

“Do you think you’ve been a good girl who deserves to come before I paddle your bottom?”

I nod more vigorously. What he doesn’t know is that I might come whether he permits me to or not.

I gasp, and my eyes roll to the back of my head when he thrusts two fingers into my pussy. “Come, baby. Now.”

My orgasm is ripped from my body as if it belongs to him and not me. My legs wobble as the pulses of my release consume me. If it weren’t for him holding me, I would be dangling by my arms.

He has me, though. He has me.

Before I fully come down from my orgasm, Dane yanks his fingers out of me and rubs them against my clit. “Again, baby. Give me another.”

I scream against the gag. It’s muffled, but it’s still loud. This second orgasm is almost too much. I’m raw and dizzy. My clit is throbbing. All the blood in my body seems to have gathered in that tiny nub.

“So fucking sexy.”

I let him take my weight, grateful he knows me so well and won’t let me go. It takes a few minutes for me to breathe easier and find my footing.

Dane kisses my neck over and over, whispering words of praise about how sexy I am and what a good girl I am.

“That was a lot, baby. Do you still want me to paddle you?”

I nod. I know I’m going to be destroyed, but I really need the pain. What we just did fulfilled a different need, a need for humiliation and pleasure. I still need the pain.

“Okay, baby. I’m going to let you go. Can you stand?”

I nod again and brace my feet. I’m gripping the rungs so tightly that my hands are going to hurt tomorrow. It will be worth it.

Dane is back in seconds, his palm at the small of my back. “Thrust your bottom out, baby. I’m not going to warm you up with a spanking. I’m going to paddle you hard and fast so you get what you need before your legs give out.”

He’s so fucking in tune with me. My heart races.

The first swat is jarring without the warm-up. He doesn’t use as much pressure as I will need, but it was a lot for the first slap of wood against my ass.

He gives me another, and another, staying high on my cheeks, avoiding the plug. After several more, he strikes harder, the sting intense and welcome.

I know I’m sliding into a delicious subspace, and part of the reason he’s striking me hard and fast is because he realizes I won’t be able to hold myself up for much longer. This isn’t the same as a bench where I can collapse against it. I’m standing, my feet taking my weight.

The first strike of the wood against the plug makes me cry out. It’s shocking. The bulb seems to vibrate inside me. He does it again and again. My ass cheeks are burning. My rectum is screaming. It’s the best feeling in the world. So much more intense than being spanked without a plug in my ass.

Dane delivers two more hard swats in quick succession right at my sit spots, and I break. I scream right before the tears fall. I’m drooling, and snot is running down my face to join with the tears and saliva. I’m slightly aware of what a mess I am as I sob.

Dane unfastens the gag and pulls it from my mouth. He grabs the ball from my thumb next. “That’s it, baby. Take a breath. Let it all out.” He has a wet cloth, and he cleans my face while I cry. More tears and snot fall. He wipes them all away.

When I lose my footing, he grabs me before my knees buckle. He holds me with one hand while he reaches up with the other to release my wrists one at a time. “Keep your hands on the pegs for a minute, baby. I want to rub your arms and ease them down so they won’t hurt as much.”

I obey him, still sniffling.

He massages the muscles on my arms back and forth. “Okay, baby, lower them slowly.”

I wince as I bring them to my sides. I hadn’t realized how tense I was. My whole body hurts so deliciously.

Dane helps me step back and then sweeps me into his arms, cradling me as he hurries over to the couch. He sits us down and rocks me against him, holding me close.

As my breathing slows, I realize he’s silently crying, too. This is emotional for him, and I’m glad I’m not the only one so deeply affected by our reunion.

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