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understand. But Wednesday, she understood exactly what she
did to me and how much I loved her for it, never more so than
when I was coming in her throat.
I pulled her up then, and she gave a little gasp before I kissed
her, rough, passionate, deep. I was just getting started for the
evening. No one knew that better than she.
Go kneel on the bed, Wednesday. I want to look at you.
Yes, Daniel. She knelt on the bed facing away from me,
then bent forward from the waist so her back was arched, her
legs spread, her pert little bottom cheeks opened just so. I had
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taught her this, the exact posture I liked, and she did it just right.
She still had some light marks from the night before when she d
had a paddling before bed. I just looked at her for a while,
stroking my half erect cock, gazing at the ass I d enjoy later. I
chose a toy to put in her, a small one, because later when I took
her I wanted it to hurt just little bit. I spread her ass cheeks and
inserted the lubed toy carefully. Her little flinches and moans
were lovely, and my cock twitched again. When the toy was
seated, and Wednesday was blushing beautifully, I ordered her
back to her feet.
I went to the drawer in the bedside table to pick out some
clips; by that time we had several pairs, each producing varying
degrees of pain. The set I selected for her tonight wasn t as
rigorous as some of the other sets we had, so she was able to
wear them a longer time. I pulled the shelf of her demi-bra down
just enough on each side to expose her pink nipples. She was so
hot already, I barely had to roll them between my fingers before
they were hard as little stones. I could feel her gaze on me as I
attached one clip, then the other. She gasped softly, fidgeting
against the pain, but not protesting, no, never protesting. I met
her eyes, and the look she gave me said, I want to come right
now, Daniel, but I ll do as you say.
There was a delicate chain attaching the silver clips to each
other between her breasts, and another longer chain that trailed
down between her legs. Sometimes I used that longer chain to
attach her to something, or lead her around, but tonight, I
attached the clip on the end of it to her clit.
Walk around, I ordered her. She did, and part of the fun for
me, as always, was knowing how turned on she was, plugged in
her ass, with her nipples and clit clamped. Knowing that all she
wanted, what she wanted more than anything else in the world,
was to get off right now. The chains swung gently as she moved
across the room and back in my direction. Touch yourself, I
said quietly.
She sucked in a soft breath, and swallowed hard.
And no, you may not come.
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She sighed and reached between her legs with trembling
fingers.
Stroke yourself, I said. Don t just play around.
I ll come, Daniel, she whimpered.
Don t you dare, I said sternly. Don t you dare come.
I watched her touch her hot wet cleft for about ten seconds
before I was rock hard. I crossed to her and thrust my own
fingers into her center. She pressed her pelvis against me.
Don t come, I warned again as I dragged her over to the
couch and pushed her onto it, positioning her on her knees.
Spread your thighs and arch your back. Give me your hands.
She reached back, and I took her little fists and held them fast at
the small of her back as I thrust inside her deep. She moaned,
tormented. She was seconds away from coming.
Don t you come. Don t you dare. If you do, I ll use the crop
on you.
Please, please, she pleaded. Hopelessly, she knew.
I moved my fingers around the front of her to tug on the chain
by her clit, and seconds later, as I d expected, I felt her come
around me hard. She shuddered from the force of it, arching back
against me as if I could save her from herself.
You naughty, naughty slut, I muttered tightly. You little
tramp. You ll have to be punished now after I m done having my
way with you.
I m sorry, Daniel, she sighed, still trembling from the force
of her orgasm.
A soft chuckle finally escaped at that. I don t think you are. I
think you ll probably come again, you little come-whore, before
I crop your little ass the way you deserve.
Ha, if she came only once before I finished it would be a
miracle. As it was, she came twice more as I drilled her from
behind, my hands tight on her hips, my cock in her cunt filling
her doubly, as she still had the toy wedged in her ass.
After I d come and caught my breath and pulled away from
her, she stayed just as she was, panting and mindless, waiting to
be told what to do. I took my time just looking at her, because I
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never loved her more than when she was like this. Absolutely,
totally in thrall to me, all sensation and desire and elemental lust.
And it was I, I who had made her that way. It made me high, it
really did.
I wrapped my fist in her hair, breathing menacingly down her
neck. Are you ready to be punished, Wednesday?
Yes.
Put your hands on the back of the couch, lover, and don t let
go. Don t you dare move those hands.
No, I won t.
Hush, I said sternly. Just do it, no lip.
I don t know how I was able to remain so stern and
impersonal when I was burning with lust. I guess I was able to
do it because she loved it and it made her hornier than hell.
I went for the crop, rummaging around in drawers and under
papers. Our stuff was scattered everywhere because we always
dropped everything when we were done and crawled into bed
and fucked. I found it hidden, purposely I m sure, at the bottom
of a pile of clothes and books. Nice try, Wednesday. I came back
and thwacked it really hard against the arm of the couch just for
effect. Those little flourishes, they really did it for her. I think
she almost came again.
I made a big fuss out of positioning her properly just to put
my hands on her. I pulled at her hips, cupped her spectacular
round cheeks, parted her knees even further, and made her stick
out her ass.
You stay just like that. Be a good girl and take your
punishment. I ve told you a million times not to come without
permission.
I know, Daniel. I m sorry, she whispered.
Not as sorry as you will be.
Yes, Daniel, she said. Then, OW! as I landed the first
stroke.
I had to hand it to her. I never could have taken the pain that
she did. I guess that s why I was the dominant and she the
submissive. She trembled and cried penitent tears, but she never
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broke the pose. She kept her lovely ass high in the air, offered to
me for punishment. I only gave her twenty, which I made her
count, and I only aimed for the toy a few times. I whacked her
hard at the end, and the resulting jumps and wails were
gorgeous. Of course, by then, she was down, deep down in sub
space.
When I put down the crop I reached around her to take off the
nipple clips and the clip between her legs. She sniffled a little as
I did and looked back at me with her wide blue eyes. I brushed
back her hair and dried the few tears remaining by running my
tongue lightly across her cheeks.
Good girl, I said. God, I love you.
I love you, too.
Let s go to dinner, Wednesday. I m hungry. I ll fuck your
ass when we get back.
Dominant 101. The longer you make them wait for it, the
wilder they get. Another good hour and a half with that plug in
her ass, reminding her of what was coming later...nice. I could
see her turning it over in her brain. Oh, no. Oh, yes. But oh, no.
Oh, yes, Wednesday, I m looking forward to watching you [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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