“I–I was a naughty pet,” I manage to choke out between breathy moans.
“And what do naughty girls get, Sweetness?”
He removes the leather riding crop from between my legs. I groan at the loss before a sharp sting lands harshly on my ass. The pain is immediate and intense but as the sharpness recedes, I’m left with blooming pleasure.
“I asked you a question,” he demands as he rubs the crop lightly over my pussy again.
“Bad girls get punished, Sir.”
“Yes they do. And you, my pet, have been a very bad fucking girl. Haven’t you?”
TWENTY
Luke
Control by Halsey
She’s a vision. Her pale and pristine flesh is beautifully blooming with streaks of red from my punishment. She takes the pain so fucking well.My perfect fucking pet.
I have her spread wide, splayed out and needy. Her tight little cunt is dripping down her thighs with unfulfilled pleasure. I know I’ve teased her all day, letting her come close to the edge of ecstasy without letting her fall over. She’s a damn mess. And I can’t get enough of it.
“Yes, Sir,” she concedes as I pull back the riding crop again.
Her plump ass is incredible. It’s round, thick, and oh so fuckable. But it’s uneven—only one side is red. I should really remedy that situation. I let the crop whip forward through theair. It lands with a loud smack on her left cheek. Her hips reel forward as the pain registers. Her skin immediately reddens and the sight travels straight to my cock. I love seeing her wearing nothing but my marks.
“Thank you, Master,” she moans as her hips desperately grind against the cross in front of her seeking friction. “May I please have another, Sir?”
Fuck me. This girl.
I let the crop fly twice more, hitting both beautiful cheeks. They bloom a stunning scarlet shade that has my cock thickening to an uncomfortable stiffness in the confines of my pants. Her breathy moans, the sharp intakes of breath when the pain hits, her gyrating hips, her beautiful pale skin, and raven hair—it’s all nearly too much for me to take. She’s fucking stunning, and she’s mine.
“Have you had enough yet, Sweetness?” I ask as I rub the smooth leather between her thighs. She’s absolutely fucking drenched. I can see the slickness from her needy cunt covering the black material of the crop from here.
“Please, Sir. I need…”
“Say it. Use your words and tell me what you need, pet,” I demand, my voice low and rough with my own pent-up desire.
“Please fuck me, Sir.”
How could I say no to an ask like that?
I swiftly loosen her bonds and let her limbs fall free. She stumbles slightly, but I catch her, pulling her back to my front. She hisses as the sore skin of her tenderized backside meets the coarse material of my pants, but I don’t let up.
I grind my hardened length into her ass. “Do you feel what you do to me?” I grit out as I rub my cock against the warm welts blooming on her skin, desperate to sink into her pretty pink pussy.
She moans and pushes backwards into me.
“Such a desperate slut for me, aren’t you?” I ask as I spin her around by the leash still secured to the collar on her neck and throw her onto the bed.
Her plump ass bounces as she falls onto the bed. It’s so red, so ripe. I can’t wait any longer to fuck her.
“On your back,” I command as I walk across the room, grab the bar, and begin prowling towards her.
My good girl complies readily and flips herself onto her back. She spreads her legs wide, exposing her sopping wet cunt to me. Her breasts look beautiful in the soft light of our playroom. They’re so pale and plump with perfect pink nipples dusting the tops. She still has a red ring on the left one—a bite mark I left the last time we played. It gives me great satisfaction to see my pet covered in my marks.
When I reach the end of the bed, I pull on her feet to make sure they’re spread widely with her feet flat on the bed. Then I place her slender ankles in the restraints of the spreader bar. I’m too worked up, too pent up tonight. I won’t have the patience to go slowly so that bar will make sure she stays wide open for me while I fiercely fuck her tight little cunt. I bring the metal leash up, wrapping it tightly around the bar until her legs are forced into the air to stop the collar from choking her. She gags slightly as fear makes her eyes bulge. But my pet doesn’t fight me as I bring her legs up above her hips. Now she’s spread wide and ready.
“Such a good girl,” I praise as I bring my fingers down lightly to her clit and strum slowly over her needy nub.