Page 121 of Serving the Mogul

Letting go of her hips, I grabbed the spreader bar instead and pushed down, forcing her knees to her chest and opening her even more.

She flew apart.

I clenched my teeth against the urge to come and thrust into her silky pussy again and again.

While she was coming down from her second climax, I caught her hips and eased them onto the bed before stepping away.

I grabbed what I needed and dropped the items on the bed. I released the chains that bound her hands. I brought them forward, clicking them into place with a shorter length this time, guiding her legs until her knees bent with wrists between her open thighs.

Hazed eyes met mine, and she blinked, looking sleepy and sated.

I picked up the sex toy I’d recently bought with her in mind and slicked lubricant over it before turning it on.

She arched with a ragged sob as I pushed it into place. The flared nodule in the middle held it in place as it vibrated, the penis-shaped extension thrusting into her as the external “butterfly” fluttered against her clit.

“Do you like your new present?” I asked, standing in front of her now as I poured lubricant into my palm.

“I…I…oh!”

She jerked against the restraints, her fingers straining as if she wanted to grab the teasing toy working its magic in her pussy.

She couldn’t. I hadn’t allowed her that much give with the chains.

Cock, now slick with lube, I added more to my hands and slicked my fingers over her anus. “I’m going to fuck your ass now, Tina. Hard. Are you ready?”

“Yes!” she all but shouted.

Smiling, I tucked the head of my cock against the tight hole and watched hungrily as it yielded to me—assheyielded. She went still, shivering and tense, body gleaming with a flush as I filled her.

Halfway, she tensed. I stopped and withdrew, then pushed into her again. She tensed again, so I gripped her ankles and rocked against her, letting her acclimate to my possession. “Open for me,” I said, staring into her eyes. “Give me everything…you know I won’t hurt you.”

She shuddered and jerked. Through the thin membrane separating me from her pussy, I felt the vibrations. “I feel that toy in your cunt, Tina. It’s fucking you good, isn’t it? Do you like it?”

“Yes,” she said, a whimper following the confession.

“I’ll fuck you better. Relax…”

She clenched instead, a loud cry escaping her. “Harder, James…please!”

I froze, not sure I’d heard her right.

But then her eyes flew wide and locked on mine. “Harder…please…now…”

I drove into her, not fast, but relentlessly, the soft tissues of her anal sheath yielding to me. When I withdrew, it was to her pleading moans for more.

“Do you want more, Tina?”

“Yes…James, please,yes!”

I slapped her ass. “You’re my sub, Tina. When I’m fucking you, you don’t call me by my name unless I give you permission.”

“Yes,” she sighed, squirming to deepen our connection. “Yes, master…I’m sorry.”

I went rigid, eyes boring into hers.

A teasing smile flirted with her lips, and I cursed. She was teasing, pushing, but I didn’t care. Holding her hips in an iron grip, I drove into her, harder this time, and she cried out in pained pleasure. “Yes…yes…please…”

“Call memaster, pet,” I ordered.

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