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Vin

Her eyes are glowing, burning bright as she begs me to climb onto the bed with her and fuck her. She’s floating in subspace where pleasure becomes something else. A combination of endorphins and adrenaline is crashing through her system. The pain is gone, leaving her dizzy and joyful. Wanting her Master to soothe the ache between her thighs, heightened from hours of play without release.

I’ve seen her this way before, after a particularly intense session. But Cadence has never given herself up to the feeling. Instead, crashing back to Earth as she tries to readjust her reality to something resembling normal. She’s never begged to be fucked before while in subspace, preferring to care for herself. I couldn’t be happier with her reaction. She trusts me to care for her, not to hurt her.

I reach back and pull my T-shirt over my head, tossing it aside. Next my jeans. Then I climb on the bed, on top of her. She eagerly parts her thighs, bringing them up to cling to my hips. She gasps and I see the moment she’s reminded of the anal plug as it shifts within her body. I cradle her face in my hands, feeling the softness of her hair beneath my rough skin. Watching the incredible beauty of her flushed face and glassy eyes. She’s so fucking perfect I know I’ll never want anything else. It’ll always be Cadence. Has been from the moment I set eyes on her.

I reach down between us and guide myself to her entrance. She’s soaking wet and I glide right through her, making her moan as I touch the tip of my cock to her clit. She arches against me and I grunt at the shot of pleasure I feel in her touch. I push myself inside her, going deep. Her pussy grips me harder than usual, the plug filling her ass making her a tighter fit.

She gasps at the sensation of being filled in both holes at the same time. Her face is concentrated and she tips her head back, closing her eyes. I grip her hair in my fist and force her head up, force her to make eye contact. Her dreamy gaze grows sharper as I move within her, gliding through her welcoming passage.

“Vin,” she moans and clings to my shoulders, scratching her nails lightly across my skin. She’s close to losing herself completely. She scratches subconsciously when she’s reaching for the bliss of her orgasm.

“Are you going to come for me, Cadence?”

She moans again at my words and tightens her knees against my hips, hooking her heels against my ass. This position allows her to use her stomach muscles to lift herself into my thrusts, pushing back against me. I fucking love when she does this. Love how she loses herself to enthusiasm. Her mouth opens and she lets out sounds that are almost animalistic as she claws, climbs and fucks her way toward orgasm, using my body to get herself there.

I hold her hair tight, keeping her face tipped up to mine so I can watch every single expression as it passes. She shrieks as the first wave of orgasm hits her, washing over her in sharp relief. As it crests, I bend toward her nipple, taking it in my mouth and biting down on the aureole. Not hard enough to break the skin, but definitely hard enough to leave a bruise. She surges against me, arching her breast into my mouth. I suck hard, dragging out her pleasure, giving her another hit of pain. She jerks her hips up against me, taking my cock deep. I lift my head, bury my face in her neck and fuck her hard.

Taking her hands in mine I lace our fingers together and drag her arms over her head, pinning them. She rolls her head against mine and sinks her teeth into my ear. I grunt as her small teeth drag across my skin. I turn my face and kiss her neck before biting and sucking the tender skin, marking her. She arches her head up, giving me better access. Though Cadence has complained in the past about me marking her where the skin is visible to others, she still loves it. Still craves the mark of her Master.

Too soon my balls ache for release. I want to prolong this time. Draw it out. I love being inside her. Cadence’s pussy is my favorite place on the planet. It’s tight, wet and delicious. Too fucking good for me to hang on. Doesn’t matter. We’ll fuck again. Just as soon as I recover and reassure myself that Cadence hasn’t been harmed.

I groan my pleasure against her skin as I flood her with semen, pumping my cock into her until I’m empty. She sighs in my ear and clings to me as close as she can get. I lift my head and watch her face, absorbing the dreamy expression. So fucking beautiful. I smile and smooth the hair from her face.

We lay that way for awhile. I don’t know how long, but long enough for me to go flaccid and slip from her body. Her pussy clings greedily to me, unwilling to let its toy go. Cadence makes a tiny sound as she yawns. She buries her face in my armpit.

“I don’t think I’ve ever been so tired in my life,” she mumbles against me.

I grin and kiss her forehead. “Just a few minutes and then you can sleep.”

“No, I want to sleep now.” The complaint is only half-hearted though. I can hear the happy afterglow in her voice.

I push off of her and sit up. “Roll onto your stomach, baby.”

She slowly obeys, rolling onto her side and then over onto her stomach. She cushions her head with her arms and watches me as I kneel between her spread legs. “Take a deep breath in and then let it out slowly.”

She nods and I see the rise of her shoulders as she breathes in. When she lets the breath out I gently pull the plug from her ass. She moans a little at the sensation but I know she isn’t hurt. The plug is still fully lubed. I lean over and nip her ass, enjoying the view of bruises beginning to form from her beating on the spanking bench.

I walk across the room, open the bathroom door and toss the plug into the sink. Then I head back toward the bed. I grab the aftercare lotion on my way. Kneeling on the bed I rub her down. Her shoulders, back, ass and thighs. I get her to roll over and then go over her front, paying particular attention to her nipples. I’ll check her again in the morning just to make sure there’s not more damage than appears now.

Her eyes have drifted shut and I can tell from her breathing that she’s seconds away from falling asleep. Her hair is a tangled mess around her head, but it looks beautiful to me. Dark brown, almost black at the roots and a deep, lovely red shade throughout the rest of the length. Cadence takes care to get her hair done every few months, usually dying it whatever shade she’s feeling at the time. In the time that I’ve known her it’s been black, blond, red and black again.

Though I’m a nature guy myself, I seem to have fallen for a girl that comes with all the bells and whistles. She loves getting her nails and hair done. Leaving the house without full, dramatic makeup is never an option for this girl. Yet, far from being high maintenance, Cadence takes care of herself. She’s independent. Doesn’t rely on anyone else to lift her up or take care of her. She just loves playing with all that girly shit. And I love watching her do it.

“Up you get, baby,” I say as firmly as I can.

Her lashes flutter, she frowns and reaches out patting around, looking for me, but misses and pats the bed. “No, sleep now, Vin.” Her voice is a breathy moan, which makes my cock jerk in response.

I swallow a chuckle and put on my best Dom face. I grab her by the waist and lift her up, dragging her off the bed. Her eyes pop open and she growls an unintelligible protest.

“No, baby. You sleep in the cage.”

“But Vin,” she whines, staring miserably at the cage door that I’ve opened. “I promise I won’t try to run again. Please just let me sleep on the bed.”

“Do you want another spanking?” I ask sternly. Normally Cadence would love another spanking and the act wouldn’t be a punishment. But she desperately needs sleep and is swaying on her feet, fighting to keep her eyes open.

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