Page 17 of Blissful Vixen

His face changed to something wicked as he exited the room. I heard drawers opening and closing. Anxious, I could only imagine what he was doing.

When he walked back into the room, my eyes widened, but my sex clenched in anticipation.

What was he about to do to me?

I had an idea, but as I watched him, I hoped I wouldn’t regret what would happen next.

HARDISON

Coming back into the room, I set down on the leather restraints.

“Lay down in the middle of the bed,” I instructed.

Emberlynn followed directions, but she kept eying the leather.

“What’s that for?” She licked her lips in nervous anticipation.

I leaned down and sucked her nipples, and she arched into my mouth. I kissed down her body and stopped when I got to her heat. Pushing her panties aside, I slid my fingers through her folds to find her ready for more. I groaned my approval. She’d be even more fun than I thought.

“I want to hurt you,” I admitted.

“Hurt me? Explain.”

I took the belt from around my waist and kneeled between her legs on the bed. Fear changed her expression. That same fear fueled my desire. I wanted to torture her into needing the pain. She would, I was sure of it. It just had to be executed properly.

“Not in a bad way, baby. I want to use pain to bring you pleasure.”

I grabbed her vibe and turned it on low. Slowly, I teased her with it until her body came alive. Her skin fevered, and she craved every movement. She didn’t know what I was up to. Yet, it scared and intrigued her.

When she was close to her orgasm, I left the vibe deeply seated inside and used the leather belt to spank her clit and thighs. Her eyes widened, and it pulled her back from the edge. I saw the tears pooling, and it only encouraged the sadist. However, I wanted to gain and keep her trust. Or as much of it as I could.

“Good girl.” I moaned.

“It hurts,” she whined.

“Good…” I kissed her reddened skin, feeling the heat and smelling her arousal.

I turned the vibe on and continued fucking her.

I saw the surprise on her face at how much she enjoyed the sensations. She relaxed into it, letting the orgasm build again. She reached the height of need that would normally result in an orgasm. I gripped her thighs still burning from the belt, and she hissed. The tears spilled from her eyes, but with the vibe inside, her body still responded.

I fucked her harder until she was on the edge once again. Her sensitive clit was spanked along with her thighs. They were marked, and her cunt was reddened from the discipline. I continued stroking her while gripping her sore thighs. She cried, but her body bucked.

“What are you doing to me?!” she screamed.

I kissed her thighs and the top of her mound before driving the vibe deep and fast. The spasms took over, and she lost control once again.

I gripped her thigh, and she came hard! Screaming as she exploded.

I noticed how her body seemed to arch for more, so I gave it to her. The orgasms rolled over her until she was completely exhausted.

I wanted more. I lowered my head and kissed her clit until it responded. It swelled in my mouth, engorged with a thumping desire.

“I can’t,” she mumbled.

“You can and you will.”

I worked her body until it came alive all over again. She was too weak to fight, which only urged me further. I kissed up her body and sucked her nipples until they, too, were tender.

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