Page 17 of Knotted
“Do you know what we do with brats in Hell?” He grabbed my hips and flipped me under him until I was laying on my stomach. “We punish them.”
The first smack was more of a shock than pain. The second shot through my whole body like lightning.
“Okay, no.” I reached back to cover my ass with my hands. He grabbed them in his hand and brought them up to pin behind my back.
“Tell me to stop and I stop. Otherwise, take your punishment like a good girl.”
He spanked me again. And again.
He alternated cheeks, turning my ass hot and red. I could feel my pulse in my clit. I squirmed under him to relieve some of the ache, but couldn’t get any friction with my legs pinned together between his.
“Stop, enough.” I whined when the heat in my cheeks and the ache in my cunt were more than I could take. “Will you fuck me already?”
Asmodeus laughed, releasing my arms and scooting down my legs until he was at my ankles. “Needy, greedy girl. Only the best sluts get off by getting spanked.”
“Fuck you.”
“Not yet.” He bent down and pressed his lips to my right cheek. Then my left cheek. The heat of his mouth was agony on my stinging ass. But the good kind. The kind that had my body aflame.
I was so turned on it took me a moment to notice As spreading my cheeks. It wasn’t until the hot press of his tongue against my tight hole did I register what he was doing.
“That’s a no fly zone.” I said, struggling away from him. He didn’t release me.
“Only because you don’t know how good it could be.” He pinned my hips in his hands, his thumbs pressing into my hot cheeks and pulling them open. His hot tongue lapped at me. “Doesn’t it feel good?”
Weird, uncomfortable, strange, arousing. Sensations slammed through me as his tongue circled the tight ring of muscle. My pussy was running freely, juices sliding down my clit to pool on the bed.
I was so focused on the conflicting feelings, I was shocked when one, two large fingers slid into my pussy. He thrust and curled, rubbed and stroked, all the while keeping up the steady lapping.
It wasn’t enough. There was so much sensation and pleasure it overwhelmed me, but I couldn’t get over the edge. I tried to wedge a hand under me to stroke my clit, but he stopped me and pulled my arm out of the way.
“Uh-uh. You come when I say you come.” He said the words against my flesh, causing a wave of pleasure. His tongue thrust into me, shocking me. The foreign sensation and the sudden stretch had me backing away from the edge. His fingers pressing into and circling on my g-spot had me right backto it.
He continued that way for what felt like forever. Switching from licking to fucking me with his tongue. From gentle thrusts to hard, fast rubbing. Taking me close to orgasm and then leading me away. Over and over again.
My entire body was damp with perspiration, my limbs shook, my stomach trembled. I wanted, no needed, to have an orgasm like I needed my next breath. I lay there pinned beneath him, at his mercy, panting to catch a breath he would never fully let me recover before pushing me to the edge again.
“Now. Come now.” He thrust his tongue into me at the same time he began pulsating his fingers on my g-spot. His other hand came up to press and circle on my clit.
I had no choice but to obey.
It was completely overwhelming. This wasn’t a gentle orgasm, a simple release of pressure and pleasure. It was all-consuming. My vision went dark, my breath came in great gasps. Wave after wave crashed over me.
“That’s it, my little slut.” He said against my hole. “Come for me.”
“Too much. It’s too much.” I gasped. My throat dry and raw.
“You can do it.” He thrust his tongue deeper. “Just one more for me.”
“No.” I shook my head and dropped my face into the bedding. “Can’t.”
“Yes, you can. I’m not going to quit until you give me what I want.” He began to thrust his fingers into me. The sound of my cum filled the room as he sloshed in my soaking cunt. I could feel the sheet beneath my legs getting wet with my fluids.
“Come for me. One more time. You can do it.” His movements slowed, and he shifted to position me on my side. Hebrought one leg up over his shoulder and moved so his mouth wrapped around my overly sensitive clit.
He sucked, hard. Sensation flooded my body, and I had no choice but to give in and give him what he wanted. The orgasm was burning flush through my body, a fire in my veins. It was too much and not enough, and I couldn’t get control of it.
By the time sensation returned, As had removed his hand from my pussy to gently rub circles on my stinging ass. He was lapping at my clit in soft, gentle movements as I came down.
