Page 35 of Taken By the Soldier
Oh, that clit. I always love to watch it grow, larger and larger as she becomes more aroused. Round, pink, and glistening between her folds, I’m mesmerized as she pinches and flicks it with her fingers. So fucking hot.
“If you come right now, you’ll be sorry, princess,” I warn.
My threat prompts her to abandon her clit and use both hands to spread her pussy lips, revealing her moist inner core.Oh, fuck yes. So perfect and pink within. A hint of her punished bottom cheeks shows below her spread nether lips. While the insides of her thighs are slightly pink, the backs of her thighs and bottom glow crimson.
“Good girl,” I say, standing up. “I need to get something. I’ll be right back.” I hurry to the walk-in closet.
A couple of weeks ago while traveling through D.C., I’d traded medical supplies for a box of brand-new, unopened sex toys. An odd trade, perhaps, but the American I was trying to give supplies to had insisted upon a trade. And now I’m glad for it. I rummage through the adult items until I find what I’m looking for—the clit pump. I tear open the package and remove the toy.
After watching Judith touching herself, circling moisture over her engorged nub, I can’t wait to drive her crazy with this device. I’ll make her burn up with desire. I’ll make her throb and beg for a release.
Her eyes widen with innocent curiosity, and perhaps a hint of fear, as I approach with the clit pump. I pause and regard the clear, plastic cylinder with the small tube connecting it to the control.
Anticipation hums through me as I imagine placing the clear cylinder over her clit and pressing down on the control, pumping her larger and larger as more blood rushes to her pussy.Oh fuck yes.
“What’s that?” Her voice sounds small.
I place the toy on the bed between her spread thighs and sit down beside her. I pinch one of her nipples and roll it tightly between my fingers as she gazes worriedly at the object in question.
“It’s called a clit pump,” I say.
“Uh, that sounds painful.”
“Actually, it will increase your pleasure. But if it does hurt, tell me immediately and I’ll stop. Now, close your eyes.”
I rub more of her moisture over her clit until it glistens and pulses against my roving fingers. I place the cylinder over her clit and press down on the control. Her eyes fly open, but I press the lever four more times, waiting to see if she cries out in pain and begs me to stop.
But instead of asking me to stop, she watches with interest as her sensitive nub grows larger with each pump. Her head falls back, and she claws at the covers as her hips move up and down. She gasps for air, and I know her orgasm is already approaching. Cries of frustration soon replace her needy gasps.
“I’m going to get your clit nice and engorged, and then I’m going to remove the cylinder and smack your pussy until it’s good and red. Not for punishment, little girl, but for pleasure.”
I slam two thick fingers inside her sopping entrance, and she continues to thrash wildly on the bed, seeking the orgasm I’m keeping in limbo. The power of holding her desires hostage as she begs for a release goes straight to my cock. My precum smears against her leg as I shift on the bed, pushing her legs down flat, but slightly parted, to restrain her while I increase the suction on her clit.
“I have to come, Luka, please.Please.” The bed shakes under her frantic, desperate movements.
“Keep begging, princess. I like it when you beg.” A dark smile tugs at my lips, and I glance down at the clear cylinder, groaning at the sight of her swollen clit filling up the device. I twist the dial on the pump, removing the tube from the cylinder.
Her whimpers fill the room, along with the scent of her musky, feminine essence. Using a gentle stroking motion, I slowly lift the contraption from her clit, freeing her hugely swollen flesh with an audible pop as the suction breaks.
“I believe I promised you a pussy spanking.”
“No, Luka!” She reaches down to cup her center, but I shoo her hands away with a stern command.
I rain solid blows upon her pussy, spanking her slick folds.
Smack! Smack!
“You’re so hot and soaking wet.” I run my fingers through her pink, glimmering creases.
I give her a dozen more slaps, and it doesn’t take long before she starts greedily thrusting her center up to receive the blows. Shudders jolt through her as I hold her distended clit between two fingers, stroking it as she watches in surprise. She licks her lips and presses her pussy against my hand, needing more.
I need more, too.
Taking a fistful of her hair, I guide her to the center of the bed, positioning her on her hands and knees. I waste no time in aligning my hardened shaft with her slick entrance. Then I plunge into her from behind and commence fucking her with fast, deep strokes, forcing her back to arch and her center higher to better receive my cock.
“You have permission to come now. Pinch your clit, Judith. Pinch your clit and come while I’m pounding into this soaking wet, freshly spanked pussy of yours.”
It takes her all of two seconds to find her release, and her slick, tight channel contracts around my length in strong, hammering waves. The sensation is enough to make me dizzy, but I manage to keep pounding her without pause, slamming into her without mercy while she cries out in the throes of pleasure.
