Page 41 of The Ties That Bind
She nodded without shame. “You make me that way, Master.”
Sir knew exactly how to play her body. With Brie having already experienced his sensual spanking during the lesson, she was primed and ready for him to take her.
Lightly rapping the crop against her thigh, he moved dangerously close to her pussy again. The thrill of it sent a cascade of chills through her body that traveled straight to her groin.
Brie was desperate for him and moaned seductively in invitation.
He let out a low growl. “Not yet.”
She bit her lip to prevent herself from voicing her disappointment, burning with an unquenchable need to be pounded by him.
“Everything you feel plays on your face,” he gently teased.
She looked up at him, risking punishment. “I can’t hide it. I was made to be claimed by you.”
Brie saw the flash of longing in his eyes and knew she’d hit a chink in his armor. Sir was a man of extreme control, but even he had his limits. She could feel his need to ravage her, but he was determined to deny himself a little longer.
Oh, to have the power to make her Master as crazy as he made her was exhilarating!
As punishment, he spanked her ass with the crop, but it only incited delightful tingles that traveled to her pussy, making her moan. Her cries of pleasure must have had a primal effect on him because he suddenly barked, “Stand, téa.”
Sir helped Brie to her feet and removed the last of her clothing so she was completely naked before him.
Instead of claiming Brie, he stepped back to gaze at her. “I am in awe as I stand here, looking at you. This exquisite vessel which brings me such pleasure also carries my child. I want you to know that I cherish your body.”
A warm flush crept over her chest as she stood before his admiring gaze. “Thank you, Master.”
“I must confess—I cannot resist your intoxicating smell any longer.”
Her pussy pulsated in response to his fervent desire. “Take me, Master,” she pleaded.
He raised an eyebrow.
“Please…” she begged.
He walked back to her. Grabbing her throat with a possessive hold, he pulled her head back and demanded, “What do you want?”
“I want you inside me…” she cried in desperation. “Deep.”
“How deep?”
“As deep as you please, Master.”
Sir grunted, “So be it.”
Her pussy gushed with wetness now that his claiming was close at hand.
Brie bit her lip when he ordered her to climb onto the tantra chair. She heard him unbuckle his belt and unzip his pants. He then positioned himself behind her.
She purred lustfully when she felt the head of his cock rub against her swollen pussy.
“Damn…” he growled. “You’re so fucking wet.”
“I am, Master,” she agreed, pressing her slick mound against his shaft.
He immediately slapped her on the ass, the echo reverberating through the room. “Stay perfectly still. I want you to fully experience the thrust when I take you.”
“Yes, Master.” She closed her eyes so she could devote all of her attention to his passionate claiming.
