Page 12 of Spare the Rod

She let out a soft shiver when the chilly lube hit her ass, but I knew I would need a good amount for what we were about to do, so I let it drip down her ass, not caring that some dribbled onto the ground at her feet. Then I pumped some into my hand, curling the beads into a circle, making sure the entire strand was covered before I set the bottle to the side.

“Ready?”

“Yes, Sir,” she answered.

Her body tensed and so I took a second to run my hands over her waist and hips soothing her, coaxing her to relax. “You need to relax, beautiful. This should be pleasurable for you, not painful at all. Maybe a little pressure, especially toward the end. But no pain, okay?”

“Okay,” she agreed, as slowly her fingers relaxed on the wood and I felt her backside relax into my hand.

“Just my finger at first, sexy. I want to make sure you are relaxed and ready.” As I eased the first finger in she let out a long sigh, relaxing all the way into it, her body trembling around my finger.

“Oh, shit!”

I smiled as she swore, realizing she wasn’t expecting to like it. I eased back and pushed in again, gently working her tight ass, stretching her and preparing her for what I was about to introduce. She stood on her toes as I added a second finger, small gasps of pleasure escaping her, and this time, when her fingers were tight on the wood, it wasn’t from fearing the pain, it was from pure pleasure as I stretched her and brought her pleasure as I pumped in and out of her tight ass.

Gently, I removed a finger and replaced it with the end of the beaded rosary. Bit by bit I worked it in with each thrust, adding more and more, her moans telling me she was enjoying it every bit as much as I was enjoying the sight. At last, when the full length was inside of her, I thrust one last time to make sure it remained inside, only the cross that dangled from the end remained on the outside and I withdrew my finger.

“How does that feel?”

“Different? Good different. I never expected it to feel so amazing. So full.” Her words ended on a moan, a sound I would never forget as it shot straight to my center and I needed to be inside her.

“Good. You are about to be even fuller.”

Chapter Six

I picked out two soft straps and guided her to turn toward me, gently securing them around her ankles before strapping her to two of the larger circles on either side of the cross, making sure she was comfortable.

“How are you feeling?”

“I’m okay,” she smiled at me and I could see the trust was still there as I moved to grab a second set of straps.

This time, I secured them around her wrists, and bound them above her head to the cross, her arms outstretched above her, her body now making an ‘X’. She looked incredible sprawled out for me like this.

“Still okay?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Do you know how magnificent you are?”

She blushed at my compliment, and I couldn’t help but stare at this beautiful temptation in front of me. Every bit of her was perfect. From her perfect nipples to her already swollen center. I bent down and took her dusky nipple into my mouth, sucking lightly at first, and then harder, wanting to bring her a little pain with her pleasure. Needing to hear her cry out for me.

At the first sound of her moan, I was throbbing and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold onto it for much longer as I continued to explore her body. Giving her second breast just as much attention I pinched the first between my fingers, making sure it was an aching peak before I finally moved away. Her breath came out in heavy pants, her eyes glassy and full of need.

She was already soaked and waiting as I pinched her clit and slipped a finger inside her pumping back and forth several times, listening to the way her chest heaved and watching her back arch against the wood.

“So wet,” I murmured, pulling out to reach for the lever behind the cross to lower the angle.

I slipped off my boxers and moved next to her, using a condom from the rack of toys to sheath myself as I stood between her legs.

“Look at me when I enter you, my beautiful temptress.”

Her eyes opened to narrow slits, full of passion and need as I moved over her. The tip of my shaft positioned right at her core, pressing into her. The pressure built until finally she gave way and her tight walls closed around me and I buried myself deep inside her, our mutual groans filling the room until I fully sheathed myself inside her.

I paused, needing a minute to pull myself together before I came undone like a schoolboy. Her stomach shuddered beneath me and her hips bucked, urging me on. Not able to hold back any longer, I braced myself on either side of her and pulled back, thrusting hard, needing to lose myself inside of her.

Again and again I positioned myself inside of her, the feeling more than anything I had ever experienced before. She was so tight and the sensation of the beads rubbing against her walls, massaging my dick was almost more than I could bear.

“Don’t stop!” she begged, her nails curled into her palms above her head, her eyes locked on mine through her mask. I hated them, but was grateful for them at the same time. Still, I continued to pound into her, desperate to give her what I had held back from her for so long the whole night.

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