Page 11 of Loving Her: The Kinky Affair

“Pee on the bed,” he said.

"Kyle, how can you say that? I can't pee on myself or the bed. Just lose me so I can use the bathroom," I said.

He had a deadpan stare at me, and I was scared of him. I felt Kyle had manipulated me to let my guard down. We had discussed, and for three days, everything had been fine between us, even though I had not yielded to having sex with him. It was a matter of time before that would happen anyway.

“Please, I’m seriously pressed,” I said and wiggled.

Kyle smacked his lips as he untied me. I gestured to him to help me, and he gave me a helping hand. But as I got up, he peeled my shirt off me.

“Do you want me naked? I can do that for you,” I said.

“Then do so fast,” he barked.

I pulled down my pants and hurriedly left for the bathroom.

“You better not think of running away,” Kyle said.

I didn't respond to him. I knew there was no escaping sex that day, and it could be rough, too, going by his actions. Running away would be a stupid idea, so I didn't even contemplate it. I ensured that I returned to the room naked and stood before Kyle.

“I thought you had gone past being rough with me,” I said.

Kyle responded, “Have I asked you to sleep with someone else? Am I not alone here with you?”

“You are, but you know what I’m talking about, don’t you? Why did you brace me to the bed?” I asked.

"What we agreed on didn't include the toys and the tools, did they?" Kyle asked.

I knew what he meant and responded, “No, it didn’t.”

“Good,” he responded and pushed me back on the bed. I wasn’t ready to resist him. I was even a few days to the end of my six-month tenure as the dominatrix. I looked on as Kyle clamped my hands and legs again.

I was curious about what Kyle wanted to do next when he stormed out of the bedroom. But he soon returned with a spreader bar. I shuddered at the sight of it.

Kyle kissed my navel down to my groin until his lips were on my clitoral hood. It felt good.

“That smell from your pussy is what you have used to entrap me. I love the smell so, so much I will do anything to have it,” Kyle said and sniffed me as he licked my juice.

Then, he put the spreader bar on my groin and opened up my pussy. I grunted as it had been a long time since he used the spreader bar on me. Even when we were together, he had not used it in a long time. I wondered why he decided to use it now.

With my pussy and entire body at his mercy, Kyle began to suck my breasts. I moaned and wiggled.

“The more you twist and turn, the more pain you will feel on your ankles and wrists,” Kyle reminded me.

I stayed still while he sucked my breasts before he moved my arms to my armpits. He licked every part of my upper body, and then he returned to my belly button. It was one of my erogenous zones, and as Kyle licked me, my pussy dripped.

When he got to my vulva, it was already naturally oiled that he began to lick the cream, “So sweet. Nothing tastes better than your cunt.”

I tried to look at him, but it was difficult bending to see his tongue on the notches of my vulva. I was at Kyle's mercy, and he licked my thighs to my knees.

“Fuck me, please. Fuck me hard and fast,” I pleaded with him.

“Do you expect me to rush this after how many months?” he asked.

Kyle’s question gave me an idea of what to expect. I stayed still between grunts as he licked and sucked every part of my body. When I thought I was about to explode, he removedhis lips from my pussy. I heaved a sigh. Then, he inserted three fingers inside me, ensuring that my hole was completely covered.

I tried to arch my body to make his fingers rub the upper cleft of my vagina. But it was unnecessary as Kyle targeted the spot by himself and finger-fucked me. I screamed and begged him to go faster and deeper inside me, and he did just that until I came on his fingers.

He removed his fingers and licked my cum on his fingers before he returned to my pussy and licked every bit of juice on it. After that, he removed the clamp on my legs and the spreader bar and watched me curl with ecstasy.

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