Page 20 of Kane's Fake Relationship

“I was supposed to be watching you, but I fucked you with my cock until you screamed my name.”

“That’s right. Now I want you to relax, close your eyes and give yourself over to me. The pain will be quick and leave you needy, but you mustn’t move until I allow it. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Madam.”

I reached for the longer of the evil sticks I brought and ran it over his body. The thin plastic stick would leave beautiful lines on his tanned skin. Kane shuddered as I moved it over his chest and down towards his abs, stopping just above the tip of his already hardened cock. I worked my way around his back and plump ass and nearly gave into my need to bite him there and claim him as my own. He held his arms up where I placed them and I could see them shaking slightly in either excitement or pain from holding the position. I could only imagine the burn in his shoulders, but it wouldn’t compare to what my little toy was about to provide him.

I paused on the roundest part of his ass and with one finger pulled back the end of the stick, allowing it to slap at him with force. Kane took in a ragged breath as I ran my fingers over the spot that was reddening. As soon as he relaxed, I did it again. I repeated the movement multiple times over both cheeks of his ass before moving around to the front of him. I knelt down, reaching for my other two sticks. They all had the same thinness, but the lengths were different, so they left unique marks.

I leaned forward and placed a kiss on his neck before whispering into his ear. “You have no idea what those little breaths do to me.”

Kane bit his lip as I lowered my head and licked the pre-cum that had gathered on the tip of his cock.

“Now, show let me see how gorgeous you are when you react to my toys.”

I used the smaller sticks and began peppering his chest, abs, and hips with small strikes. Dancing around yet never coming in contact with his cock. His breathing had sped up and his entire body was tense and shaking. I put them down and ran my hands over him, reassuring him.

“I have you, Kane. You are still with me and you are mine. What’s your color?”

“Green, Madam,” he grunted out as my hand gripped his cock.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes… green.”

“Very well then.”

I lowered my head again, and this time took him deep into my throat. I forcefully sucked him while massaging his balls and the base of his cock in my other hand. Then I felt it. His arms had fallen and his hands reached for me, so I stopped, pulling away from him completely and standing as he grunted his frustration.

“Did I say you could touch me?” I demanded as I reached for the riding crop.

“No, Madam.”

“Did I tell you to lower your arms?”

“No, Madam,” he ground out through gritted teeth.

“Lean forward, Kane, on your hands and knees.”

He looked back at me but complied and as soon as he did; I pulled back my crop and landed a perfect hit on the back of his upper thigh. This time there was no warm up. This time, it was a true punishment for not following the rules. I continued up his back and over his sides as he flinched with each hit. My inner Domme energy was in full force, and yet still I wanted to roll him over and fuck him. The combination of these two pieces of me was a whole new feeling, and I loved it. I put the crop down and came up behind him, covering his body with mine as I kissed his back and reached for his cock, pumping it a few times before moving into his view.

I placed my foot on his shoulder and pushed him back into a position where he was sitting on his knees and looking up at me. “What did you learn today?”

“That you are an incredible woman. One I will cherish for as long as you will allow, and one who I will never disobey.”

The corner of his mouth quirked up in a small smile, and it was nearly impossible to stay in character. There was one thing left I was desperate to see. “I will undo your restraints now, but you will not touch me. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Madam.”

I leaned down and unbuckled the leather straps, discarding them to the side and rubbing his wrists, arms and shoulders, ensuring the twinges of pain and low circulation were gone. With his hands in his lap and his eyes on me, I couldn’t help but smile down at him before I walked around the room and cleaned up the few toys we had used. Once I was done, I took my place on his bed and propped myself up on some pillows. He watched my every move from across the room and didn’t move a muscle.

“Crawl to me.”

His head tilted to the side. “Crawl to me, Kane, and feed me that needy cock of yours.”

Kane’s smile was one of pride and mischief as he got back to his hands and knees and crawled to me at the pace of a stalking lion. The head of his own pride. Proud and ready to give me whatever I asked. It was the best high I had ever been on, and it only got better as he climbed up the bed, crawled over my body and fucked me until I passed out, only waking up the next morning to find that he had not only cleaned up after us, but he slipped my bonnet over my hair, and tucked me into his body, covering us both with a cool sheet. A man like Kane Saint wasn’t one I was sure I could let go of, no matter what I had agreed to before this whole thing started.

Chapter Nine

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