Page 64 of Waiting for Him
“The largest one, Sir . . . Master.”
She was going to be the death of him tonight. With practiced ease, he attached the restraints to her wrists, ankles, and waist, making sure none of them were too tight.
Eyeing the assortment of implements hanging from hooks on the wall, he spotted one he liked. Retrieving the leather-covered, oblong paddle, he rubbed it against her ass. “Just so you know, little kitten—before I found out you were in here waiting for me, I was ready to hop a plane to Oregon to beg you to come back to me. But now that you’re here, I think you’ll be the one begging tonight. Count for me, Kitten.”
He drew the paddle back and let the first strike land hard on her right cheek. Smack.
“Ow!!! Holy shit! Holy . . . oh, fuck! W-what’s happening?”
He was lucky she was facing forward and didn’t see his evil smile. He knew exactly what was happening as he held his hand against the red mark left by the paddle. The pain was turning to heat and then to pleasure. Tilting his head, he saw she, indeed, felt gratification as more moisture coated her sweet pussy. “Pain then pleasure, baby. That’s what’s happening. Now count for me, or I might forget I gave you one.”
“One!”
Not holding back his chuckle at her rushed response, he aimed the paddle again. Smack. This strike landed on her left cheek.
“Shit! Two! Holy shit!”
“Baby, I love how your ass looks all nice and red.” As much as he wanted to warm her ass slowly, he wanted to fuck it even more. The following two spanks were on her sit spots, and the final one he placed over both cheeks just below the plug.
“Fuck! Five!”
Tossing the paddle to the side, he massaged her tender flesh, tapping the flat end of the plug, causing it to vibrate against the nerves inside her. Her moaning and panting were driving him crazy. He slid one hand between her legs, reveling in the juices he found there.
Two fingers probed her swollen flesh, then eased into her, urging her arousal higher. Using his other hand, he pushed his jeans down to his ankles, wanting to be ready as soon as he made her come. He continued to fuck her with his fingers as he reached over to a drawer in a nearby cabinet and felt around for one of the tubes of lubricant he knew was there. Finding one, he put it on the bench between her legs and sped up his thrusts. Her moans, curses, begging, and breathing all increased for him.
“Come for me, Kitten. Scream so everyone in the place hears you take your pleasure.”
He found her G-spot and stroked it rapidly with his fingertips while tugging on her anal plug with his other hand. The combination of dueling sensations sent her flying over the edge, and he wouldn’t be surprised if at least half the club heard her cry out. Her walls rippled against his fingers as he extended her orgasm as long as he could, flicking her clit with his thumb. Kat’s screams faded to groans and then whimpers as he slid his fingers from her pussy and the plug from her ass.
“Damn, Kitten. I have to take your ass now before I explode. Can you stay like that, or do I need to take you over to the bed?”
As he spoke, he grabbed the lubricant tube, popped the top, and covered the tip of his cock with the clear liquid. Fuck, it was cold! Of course, the lube warmer was across the room, out of reach. Well, it wouldn’t be cold for long. “Answer me because I’m ready to take you right now.”
“Yes! Fuck! Now! Please!”
If he weren’t so desperate to get inside her, he would have laughed at her one-word sentences, but he was sure he’d be in the same frame of mind in under a minute. Her asshole was still slick from the lube she’d used for the plug, and he lined his cock up with it. Pushing forward, he was relieved when she didn’t instinctively clench. She was still open from the plug, and he slid past her sphincter with ease. “Holy fuck! Damn, woman, you feel incredible.”
He was thicker than the plug, but by pumping in and out, he gained inches until he was far enough to give them both pleasure but not too far to hurt her. She was panting and gasping but hadn’t complained at all. Still, he needed to make sure she was all right because as soon as he started fucking her hard, he wouldn’t be able to stop. “Give me a color, Kat. Green is good, yellow is wait a minute, and red is stop.”
He wanted to add, “Please, don’t say red,” but he wouldn’t want her to lie to him just because this is what he wanted.
“Green, Master. If you don’t start moving, I’m going to go insane. Please!”
It was all the encouragement Boomer needed. Grasping her hips, he dragged his cock out to the tip and then shoved it back in, making her yelp and moan. She was so tight that the friction had him seeing black and white spots before his eyes. Again and again, he repeated the slow-fast routine until she begged and cursed for more. Unable to deny either of them what they wanted any longer, he began fucking her faster and faster.
“Yes! Benny! Oh, God, yes! Please! Hurry!”
She was close, and so was he. Tingling shot from his lower spine to his balls, and he knew he had to send her over again before he came. Reaching around, his fingers searched and found her clit. The second he flicked it, she went off like a rocket, and her ass clenched with her orgasm as she shrieked her release. The pressure increased around his cock and sent him flying with her as his cum filled her ass. Bright lights appeared behind his closed eyelids as he forced his legs to keep him upright. His energy drained when the last of his orgasm faded, and he almost collapsed on top of her.
As much as he wanted to rest, he knew he had to release her from the restraints and carry her over to the bed, where they would both be more comfortable. He tilted his hips back and reluctantly slid from her body. After undoing the waist strap, he reached down to release her ankles. “Kat, baby? You okay?”
“Wonderful,” she murmured, her voice raspy from screaming earlier.
Boomer chuckled as he freed her wrists. “Glad to hear it. Lift up for me so I can carry you to bed.”
“I can walk.”
Despite her protest, her limbs quivered like a bowl of Jell-O. Picking her up in his arms, he grinned when her head fell heavy against his shoulder. “That may be, but this is one of those things your Dom wants to do, and you shouldn’t argue with him unless you want another spanking.”
