Page 30 of Dominate Me

Her head tilted up and her large green eyes met mine. Nothing but trust shined from her, and it hit me like a punch to the gut.

“I didn’t bring the crop or floggers tonight because when I redden your ass it’s going to be with my hand.”

“Oh.”

Yeah...oh.

I gestured toward the bed. “On your feet. Hands and knees on the bed, show me your pretty ass.”

She’d dimmed the lights in the room, turning off the main overhead lights and leaving two lamps at the sides of her bed on. It gave me just enough light to see the crimson creep up the column of her porcelain throat.

As she moved into position, I removed my shirt and my pants. “Scoot back until your ankles are at the edge of the bed.”

Without her feet to help balance her, she’d be entirely unable to control anything.

I grinned as I crouched down to pick up the plug and then moved behind her. On the bed, she’d left the bottle of lube, which I picked up before pushing the other items out of the way.

I reached out and dragged my hand teasingly down her spine to the globes of her small ass, through her crease, and stopped at her slick pussy.

“You’re wet for me already?”

Her head bobbed. “Yes.”

I didn’t warn her verbally. She had to learn and with her ass presented to me, there was no better time.

I lifted my hand and brought it down on the right side of her ass. It was a warning shot, but she understood.

“Sir. I’m sorry for forgetting, sir.”

“Very good.” I ran my hand over the area I’d just spanked. Her pale skin reddened easily. I’d have to be careful. I wanted her marked, not bruised. As pale and sensitive as her skin was, I’d need to be gentle until she became used to me.

“Are you ready for this, Haley?”

I pressed my thumb at her puckered hole, not entering, just teasing.

Soon, I’d quit asking. But it was important our first few times together for comfort and trust to be established.

“Yes, sir.”

“Good girl.” I reached around her and grabbed three of the pillows at the top of her bed. On her hands and knees, it was easy to slide two of the pillows beneath her stomach and then one beneath her head. “Drop your head to the pillow and hug it with your hands.”

She moved, and it put her ass at the perfect level. “You’re doing so well, Haley,” I whispered, running my hand in soothing circles on her ass, warming it and preparing her. BDSM was less about pain and kinky sex than it was the experience. It was the anticipation. It was the preparation.

It was the deeper understanding between two individuals.

She was giving me the deepest parts of her, her innermost desires, and she was trusting I wouldn’t take advantage of her.

She looked blissed out already, as if I’ve given her a handful of orgasms. “Tonight, I’m going to plug you. Then I’m going to spank you. You will not remove the plug until I tell you, okay?”

She’d leave it in longer than most subs did their first time, but the plug was small enough that it would drive her crazy without hurting her.

“Yes, sir,” she whispered, her voice hoarse and thick with need.

I gripped and pulled on my cock. I was hard again, so fucking hard. I would get off again, soon, but tonight it wouldn’t be inside her.

I’d save that for next time.

I drizzled enough lube around the plug and her anus to make entering her easier. It was barely wider than the width of my finger, so I didn’t bother using anything else as I gently teased her hole with the silver, metal plug.

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