Page 36 of Enslaved By Magic

Chapter 14

(Luke)

Everything in his world had changed since Amari burst into his life. He had more money now than he knew what to do with, two wishes still to make, and, of course, her. He hesitated to define their relationship, and they both understood that, until her connection to the bottle was severed, things would have to remain nebulous, but every day he loved her more.

She had a sensual kind of grace that could stop him in mid-word as he would first try to fight his body’s reactions and then eventually give in to the inevitable. They filled a lot of the time between filing for the lottery win and moving into the new house with indulging in their animal passions. Mixed in with the sex was quite a bit of kink—she was more experienced in some things than he’d expected, but it was the things she wasn’t experienced in that worried him.

She knew firsthand what whips and canes felt like and had no interest in experiencing them again, which told him that it hadn’t been playful. Maybe someday he’d show her what it could be like to feel the touch of leather from someone who cared about her, but for now he avoided things that would remind her of her painful past.

Spanking of all kinds was new to her, and she was usually dripping with desire when he pulled her across his knee, but she had no idea about safewords. If they’d even been a thing before the thirty years she’d been locked away, he doubted anyone would have given her one. So, he did, though he didn’t trust her pride to bend enough to actually use it. His Amari was stubborn, and he suspected that without that strength she’d never have gotten through the years without breaking.

When she’d come to him and said she wanted to try submitting to him consensually, he had so many doubts. It was probably a terrible idea, and yet he couldn’t say no. He wanted to see her on her knees and everything that went along with the package too much to say no, but he laid down his conditions and she’d agreed to them. Introducing things slowly and avoiding things that might trigger bad memories was the key to making it enjoyable for them both.

Now as she writhed underneath him full of frustrated need, it seemed like the perfect opportunity to throw something new into the mix. “Stay right there, don’t move,” he said as he slid out of her body. There was a moment of regret since it wasn’t just her he was teasing. His balls ached and his cock strained as his erection bobbed comically straight out in front, but he ignored it, with difficulty, and went to dig around in his ‘special’ bag.

He didn’t have enough belongings to make unpacking much of a chore, but he’d made sure to pack the fun stuff together so he could find it fast when he needed it. He turned back to the bed and caught her looking curiously over her shoulder. “Eyes front, Amari!” he snapped as he quickly hid the items behind him.

She buried her face and he shook his head, tsking as he grinned with amusement. “That’s going to cost you. I told you not to move,” he reminded her, already planning to add in the punishment as part of the fun.

There’d been some experimenting with anal-play, and it was something that Amari wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with, but only as a strictly sexual act. He was about to teach her a new trick and he started by lubing up and slowly working one finger inside of her. She jumped from the cold touch of slippery gel at first, but when he began to circle the tight ring of muscle, she let out a little moaning sound and relaxed to the touch. As his finger moved in and out, her body started to rock, following the motion, and he smiled as he watched her reaction because it was so different from the first time they’d tried it. She hadn’t been opposed to adding in some anal adventures, but she also was obviously not expecting to get much enjoyment out of it.

He had been glad to prove her wrong that day. He’d taken the time to stretch and tease her until he could insert three fingers into the orifice easily before he’d tried replacing them with something bigger. She’d tensed then, expecting it to hurt as the head of his cock pressed and slowly pushed inside of her that first time, but no discomfort came, and she’d relaxed. The surprise had been palpable when she realized it actually felt good for her too. Better than good if her loud cries were any indication.

As experienced as Amari was, and he’d come to enjoy her sensual skills in a way that was close to addiction, she’d only learned to please others. Having someone who took the time to ensure she got every bit as much pleasure seemed to be new. Once she realized that he enjoyed using his mouth to bring her to climax, or that taking his time to bring her body to a fever pitch made it better for both of them, she’d become even more responsive.

Today, she was as eager when he started the preparation for some anal fun as she was for any of their other games, and he couldn’t wait to see her reaction to his new toy, but first he needed to get her warmed up. He used his free hand to spank her each time she rocked back on his finger, starting with light smacks at first, letting her skin get nice and pink before he picked up a clear plexiglass paddle.

“I seem to recall someone peeking when I told them not to, so I guess we better get the punishment out of the way,” he said, chuckling as he pressed the cool plastic against her heated skin. She made a little squeaking sound, and then a louder one when he pulled the paddle away and snapped it in a sharp arc against her backside.

He loved watching her skin turn red through the paddle; it was his favorite for just that reason. He gave her a dozen stinging swats to bring up that nice cherry color, but she was still eagerly pressing back for more. The next round was a little harder and she was slower to push her ass back for the next one.

“Luuuuke,” she said in a long whine, telling him that it was starting to hurt. Too stubborn to beg, but she had no problem letting him know when something stung.

Of course, it wasn’t a real punishment, and he had no intention of spanking her so hard that she lost the sexual edge, so he paused after those and begin to rub and massage the skin until she was practically purring. “You’re lucky I’m so nice. Submissives who don’t follow the rules don’t deserve rubbing,” he said, as he continued to caress the now hot flesh with one hand.

“I was curious,” she said. He thought it was meant to sound annoyed, but instead there was a liquid murmur of enjoyment underscoring the words.

He laughed and gave her a light smack. “I bet you were, but some things are better as surprises. And speaking of—” He pumped his finger one last time and then tugged it out of her greedy nether hole. The muscle tightened as though objecting to the withdrawal, and she made a little sound of protest. “Don’t worry, I’ve got something you’re going to like more,” he reassured her.

He hadn’t needed to stretch her, that had just been for fun. Her body was used to being penetrated there now anyway so very little preparation was required for what he had in mind. “Don’t look,” he said firmly. He picked up the bright purple toy, with its gradated series of beads. The seventh, and largest, bead at the top was only slightly thicker than his finger so it would go in easily without additional lube and then the fun would begin.

He settled the smallest bead against the ring of muscle and with the slightest push it popped through making her gasp. She didn’t make any other sounds, but he knew she was trying to figure out what was so special about this toy. It was different from other sets of anal beads he’d used before, and he was curious about how she’d react once he turned it on—because these were vibrating beads.

He took his time, pushing one orb at time through the relaxed hole and when it was seated to the hilt, he hooked his fingers in the retrieval ring at the end and gave it a twist that made her gasp. “What do you think this is?”

“Is it a butt plug?” she asked, but the hesitancy in the question showed that she didn’t think she’d gotten it right.

“Not quite,” he said, chuckling as he tugged the ring and pulled a couple of beads into view, and then pushed them back in again. The variation in size had to feel interesting going in and out, but then he picked up the remote control and played with the dials. One, of course, was for speed and he put that on its lowest setting—causing an immediate reaction from her.

“Oh!” was all she said, but the reaction of her body was much more telling. She shifted on her knees, squirming, and when he turned the second dial, the one that changed the pulse pattern to some random setting, she inhaled long and deep. “I can’t—that’s. It. It feels so good, Luke!” She had trouble being coherent and he laughed.

“That’s what I was hoping for,” he said. He settled back, cleaning his hands with an antibacterial wipe as he watched her writhing in place. When it seemed like she’d gotten used to the sensation, he changed the pulse pattern and bumped the speed dial up a notch. “Oh, Amari? You’re not allowed to come by the way,” he said in a teasing voice.

“I am going to! I can’t help it, Luke. I’m practically on the edge already,” she informed him. If she’d said it in a pleading tone, maybe he’d have let her, but there was an unspoken ‘so there!’ in her voice that needed correction.

“Don’t, or you’ll regret it. I can put something a lot less pleasant in your ass, Amari, and I will if you let yourself have that orgasm before I give you permission.” It wasn’t an idle threat either. He didn’t intend to push her too hard with the orgasm denial, not at this stage of the relationship, but he also wasn’t going to let her get away with not even trying to obey.

He turned the speed up two notches, but to help her stave off the rising pleasure he picked up the paddle and cracked it down hard across the base of her ass, just beneath the ring that was peeking out between her parted cheeks. “This should help cool you down—or, I guess I should say ‘calm’ you down. I don’t think it’s going to cool anything, do you?”

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