Page 66 of Bully

“Please, Rainbow.” I hissed, sagging into the cross from the overwhelming weight of the sensations in the room.

“You can do better than that, Mr. Duke.” She whispered, leaning into me so I could feel the cold of the leather against the back of my thighs. “Use your fancy words to beg me.”

“Fucking do it already!” I barked, gritting my teeth when she pushed her hand against the back of my neck, bending me into the cross. “Yes.”

“What do you want?” She questioned, pouring lube down my crack and creating a mess. “If it’s too much for you, just sayblack. Say it and I’ll stop.”

“I want to come! Punish me as you see fit for my actions that first night. I’m not stopping!”

She snickered and then I felt it—the toy against my ass. I wished I could see her wearing it in her high heels and panties, but that would have to wait for another time. I could scarcely form a thought as it was. “You’re getting closer, Bully. You’re so close to being a good boy and begging for me. Let me hear it. Beg me.”

“Please!” I roared as she put pressure on the toy until I felt like I’d never take another deep breath again. “Fuck me, Sloane!”

“Who do you belong to, Tamen?” She asked, pressing the thick head of the toy into me. It felt like I was going to rip into two, a cold sweat broke out across my skin as my head swam. “Tell me who you belong to, Bully, and I’ll make you feel so good.”

“You.” I grit out, clawing at the cross with my fingers as she pulled out and pushed back into me. “I’m yours, Rainbow. Your good boy. Your toy. Bloody hell, just let me come, please. Please Rainbow, please!”

“There he is,” she purred, pushing the toy into me all the way and biting my shoulder. “That’s my good boy taking my toy. You’re so perfect.”

“Fuck.” I held on for dear life as she slowly started fucking my ass, speaking those annoying words repeatedly as she dominated me. The toy itself wasn’t painful like I thought it would be, and she was a master at her trade, reading my body as she fucked me. Twice she added more lube, mere seconds after it began to burn past pleasure and brought me back to that headspace between enjoyment and torture where I wasn’t sure if I wanted to beg her to stop or beg her to fuck me harder.

My body shook, trembling in my bindings as I moaned incoherently, feeling pleasure past anything I’d ever experienced before.

“Sloane.” My breath caught, her name escaping my lips in a mumble as she quickened her movements, pushing harder and faster against me, forcing me to sink further into my restraints to accommodate her.

“You’re doing so good, baby. You’re so perfect taking this like a good boy. Tell me how it feels each time I thrust into you.”

“Like I’m going to lose my mind.” I bellowed, fighting my bindings. “I must come, Rainbow. Please, can I come, please?” I fell into the submission she ached for so effortlessly it should have alarmed me. I had no problem letting a woman top me, but I never begged. Never like this.

“You want to come for me, good boy? You think you’ve earned it?”

“Yes! Oh, bloody hell, I can’t—” I tipped my head back and roared as my body felt like I touched a high voltage wire, spasming and locking up tight as fire erupted in my cock. “I can’t stop.”

“Come for me, baby.” She cooed, digging her nails into my side to hold me how she wanted as she fucked me through the painful orgasm. She never even touched my dick as I came, which made the orgasm nearly painful from the unfamiliar sensation, but damn, it was divine. Leaving me convulsing against the cross, she withdrew just as I was about to reach the end of my orgasm, almost causing me to black out from the overwhelming sense of relief.

Relief from the orgasm breaking over my body.

Relief from letting everything go and giving myself to Sloane in a way I’d never done with someone else. It wasn’t just the act of getting pegged, but being vulnerable with her that left me shaken and broken.

Or healed.

Lost, or was I finally found?

My arms fell to my sides, heavy and free, as she released the cuffs, and a padded bench pressed against my legs as she pushed me down before removing my blindfold. She thought of everything.

“Jesus.” I let out a croaking sound as she released my ankles; the world swam into focus as my eyes opened, her face was the first thing I saw. “You’re bloody perfect.”

Sloane let out a big breath of what looked like apprehension when I tried to grin at her. “Lay back and take some deep breaths.” She instructed, pushing me onto my back on the bench

With a dopey grin stretching my face, eyes squeezed shut, I lay there, a well-behaved dog following orders, trying to process the events that had just transpired. The lingering warmth of my climax slipping from my limbs.

When I felt her naked warm body gently straddle my stomach and curl forward to lay on my chest, I wrapped my arms around her back, clinging to her as the unspoken change between us settled in my brain. “Did you hate that?”

I snorted and rolled my head from side to side in exhaustion. “I’ve never come that hard before. And without a single thing touching my dick.”

She chuckled, kissing my chest over the scar on my sternum from that night she held me at knifepoint. “I’m quite impressed by your ability to do that. It was very entertaining to watch.”

Without opening my eyes, I cracked my hand onto her backside, causing her to shriek and buck against me, but I kept my arms tight around her body, immobilizing her. “Careful, Rainbow.” With a low, gentle warning, I sat up straight, and she settled onto my lap, her legs circling my waist, her eyes fixed on me. “Now, I think this has been a fun experiment and all—” I lifted her and carried over to the massive bed with red satin sheets on it and threw her into the center before walking away to the cabinet of toys I picked out specifically with a night like this in mind.

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