Page 37 of After Dark
He didn’t wait for her to respond. He stepped back and then the first blistering crack of that paddle hit one side of her ass, the reverberations rebounding through her and seeming infinitely worse with that plug inside of her.
And then everything was a maelstrom of pain and surrender and something growing from deep inside of her with every stroke.
It was deep and raw. It was something like a roar. It grew and grew, until it took all of her.
It was radical surrender, and it lit her up. It felt like strength, though she expressed it softly. Hanging there from those O-rings, her weight supported by the ropes he’d tied, she was completely at his mercy. Completely his.
When he got twenty full strokes he leaned close again, and pressed a kiss to the side of her neck.
“Good girl,” he murmured.
She felt pure pleasure wash through her, racing into her clamped nipples and winding its way down to settle like a fist of heat in her cunt.
He tugged on the plug again, and then harder still until it came out with a pop.
“You took that so beautifully,” he told her, and she heard the sounds of lubricant again, though her heart was soloud in her head she wasn’t sure. “Your reward is that you can come all you like.”
Then she felt his cock at the entrance to her ass, pushing right in where that plug had been. Josette groaned, a rude and nearly animal sound against the gag. She was fully aware that she’d mentioned this very scenario last night. That this was a full circle moment.
That he had planned it this way.
Arlo’s hand moved around to her front again, and he slid his fingers into her slippery folds, pressing on either side of her greedy clit. He pulled out slightly, then sank deep into her ass, and she came.
Oh, how she came—losing herself in a wild tumult between his firm fingers in her pussy and that huge cock of his in her ass.
It was a battering, brutal and beautiful. He pulled the clamps off when she hit another peak and sensation raced back into her nipples like fire, making everything worse. Again and again, she lost herself, her body unable to do anything in the face of the onslaught of all that sensation but surrender.
Again and again, she surrendered.
When he came deep inside of her, his shout of deep, primal pleasure felt like a blessing.
She was only vaguely aware of anything after that. Arlo took her down. He cleaned her up. He wrapped her in blankets and crawled up with her in their bed. He murmured words of encouragement and praise as she drifted in and out of consciousness. She was buzzing, she was spinning out, she felt something like holy.
When he called her his angel, she believed it.
It was late in the night when she woke with enough clarity that he could bring her some real food. He held herthere, her back to his chest, as she sat up in the bed and ate. Greedily, like she hadn’t seen food in days.
“Today was one version of the roles we could play,” he said into her ear while she ate. “Did you like that, Josette? Is high protocol what you want from me?”
She took her time chewing, and swallowing. She was so relaxed against him it was like their hearts beat as one.
It was so beautiful. It was so terribly and gloriously beautiful that she wanted to cry.
“Yes and no,” she said quietly.
She felt his chest move. “Explain.”
Josette sighed. “It’s not sustainable outside the house, is it? It’s not the real world, it’s fantasy. High fantasy, and I love it.”
“Some would say you’re made for it.”
“I know I can do it, and I love doing it because it means all I have to do is what you tell me,” she agreed. And she was afraid to keep going, because what if this was what he wanted? What if she was wrong? But she had to tell him the truth. She’d promised. “But I don’t think we’re people who can stay locked away in closed systems like this forever, Arlo. We like the world too much, you and me. So I don’t see how we couldlivelike this. Do you?”
He didn’t answer her. He kissed her on her temple, softly.
When she finished eating, he took her plates away and then he tucked her up beside him in his arms, whispering praise and encouragement until she fell asleep.
And she dreamed of him all night long.
