Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 86510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86510 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 433(@200wpm)___ 346(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
“Fuck…” I release inside her.
God…
For a moment I think I could stay inside her forever.
But Mary squirms beneath me, and I realize I need to punish her for speaking.
I rise as the last of the orgasm drains from my body. Then I stare down at her, her pussy swollen from my attentions, her nipples hard, straining toward me. Her hair braided.
She’ll find out why I braided it now.
“Rise,” I say.
She obeys, sliding her beautiful body off the red silk and standing before me.
“I need to punish you now. Do you know why?”
She nods.
“I’d like you to speak for a moment. Tell me why.”
“Because I spoke without permission.”
“Smart girl.”
I grab her by the braid, yank her head back, exposing her milky neck. I slide my lips over it, my tongue. Nipping at her, biting her.
She groans.
“This isn’t your punishment, Blossom. This is only because I love your neck so much.”
I move her to the wall, where instruments hang from various hooks.
I cover her eyes with a red silk blindfold.
I take her hand, remove the cuffs, and then lead her to a table and help her lie down. I use leather bindings to secure her to the leather-topped table, and then I spread her legs, binding them to the table as well. She’s laid out only for my pleasure, and she can’t see.
I kiss her lips, jamming my tongue between them.
Then I grab a vibrator, float it over her nipples, down to her clit.
She trembles. “Oh…” She moans.
“Are you frustrated? Do you want to come, Blossom?”
She nods her head almost violently.
“That would be a punishment, then.”
I set the vibrator down, find a riding crop, and—
Whomp!
I bring the leather down onto her breasts.
Her capillaries burst, and her chest becomes even rosier than it was. Whomp!
This time over one nipple.
Whomp!
And then the other.
Whomp!
This time right over her clit.
“My God!”
“Mary, Mary. You’re defying me, aren’t you?”
She presses her lips shut.
I brush mine over them. Then I head to her ear, nipping her lobe. “What am I going to do about that?” I move away from her and slap the riding crop over her pussy once more.
She groans out in ecstasy but does not say any words, simply bites her lip.
“I could turn you around,” I say. “Lock you in this position with your ass facing me. I could flog it until it’s red and juicy. Then I could fuck you. Fuck that sweet asshole like I did the other night.”
She groans.
“But that wouldn’t be punishment. You’ve spoken twice now without permission, Blossom.”
I should continue the punishment. But the fact that she spoke? It has me more aroused than ever. Why would I be aroused by such defiance? Blossom is not a new submissive. Which means…
She truly can’t help herself.
I put down the riding crop, grab the egg-shaped vibrator once more.
“I’m going to bring you to the edge, Blossom. You haven’t climaxed yet, and I think maybe… I think maybe you won’t.”
She bites her lip, whimpering.
I turn on the vibrator, feel it against the palm of my hand. Through this vibrator, I will feel everything Blossom feels.
It’s a secret shared by most Dominants. When we use toys, it’s only an extension of ourselves. The energy vibrates through the toys and into our bodies.
When a riding crop comes down on my submissive, I feel it. The energy travels through the leather and into my body.
And my cock grows harder. Each time.
But with Mary? I’m harder than I have ever been.
Normally, I’d be able to restrain myself. I wouldn’t have fucked her on the bed. Not after she spoke out of turn.
What is happening to me?
But I stop thinking about it. I’m here to do a scene with Blossom. And in a scene I will do it. I will punish her, whether I want to or not.
I slide the vibrator between her legs.
Set it on her clit, watch her squirm.
And when she starts groaning, I remove it.
She whimpers.
Vibrator on clit.
Moaning.
Remove it.
Whimper.
I continue this for the next couple of minutes until she finally cries out, “Please, let me come!”
I stop myself from smiling. “What am I going to do with you, Blossom? You can’t obey a simple command to be quiet. Are you this defiant with all your Dominants?”
She shakes her head vehemently. Bites on her lip to keep from speaking.
“What is it about me that makes you want to defy me so much?”
She keeps her lips glued shut.
“Very good. Do not speak again, or you will not like the consequences.”
I’m hard again. Hard again for her. And I yearn to turn her around and fuck that tight little ass.
But first I must tease her a bit more.
I bend down, flick my tongue over her clit.
She gasps out loud.
I savor her, her tangy and fruity flavor. The musk travels through my nose and infuses my body with her.
The tantalizing taste pleases my tastebuds.