Total pages in book: 156
Estimated words: 144696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 144696 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 723(@200wpm)___ 579(@250wpm)___ 482(@300wpm)
“No, Sophie,” Neil admonished me sternly. “You stay there.”
“But—” I began to protest, and it was lost as a shuddering moan poured from my body.
“No buts. Keep it there, or we might have to revisit the flogger.”
I looked up at him, the pain in my overstimulated clit dragging all variations of the word red to my mind: crimson, cherry, fire engine, flame, flames like the ones licking up my feet from my cramping toes and curling in my belly. The thought of even one single tail of that flogger striking my swollen, over-used flesh made me considering shouting every word.
This was the last mile of a run, the last rep of a hard workout. I forced myself to stay pressed against that vibrating ball, gritting my teeth and panting, “oh no, oh no, oh no.” Neil watched this as he undressed, smirking to himself. In that moment, I had never hated him or loved him more.
He stripped naked, taking his time as I came again. They were getting further apart, as the heavy vibration numbed me, and each one left a prickly, odd feeling in my flesh, strangely akin to needing a sneeze.
When he was finally naked, he climbed onto the bed and knelt behind me. He eased the plug from my ass and drizzled more cold lube between my cheeks, enough that it pooled on the pillows beneath me, and I heard the slick sounds as he rubbed it over his cock. At the first touch of his wide tip against me, I tensed; partially from nerves, mostly from the climaxes the damn vibrator tormented me with. I panted through the next one, sobbing.
Neil waited for the tremors in my tightly restrained muscles to pass. It took more willpower than I ever knew I had to keep myself from pulling away from the relentless vibration as I neared another orgasm. It roared through me like a breaking surf, and my head sagged on my shoulders, my entire body limp and exhausted in the lull between waves.
That was when Neil pressed steadily forward, and my already stretched hole put up barely any resistance. I took a huge gulp of air, then another. My skin broke out in chills, and I didn’t know if I wanted him to keep going or stop immediately. It hurt, but it was a welcome distraction from my overstimulated clitoris, so I focused on that.
That was a mistake. With Neil pressing at my back, I was forced into more direct contact with the vibe, and without paying attention to my body, I was taken by surprise. I came with a shocked howl, and Neil’s forward progress into my body halted. He swore under his breath. He’d told me before that the first time we’d had anal sex, I’d been uncomfortably tight. I imagined that went double for when my entire body clenched uncontrollably.
“Please!” I cried out, lifting my hips and only serving to push myself further onto his punishingly hard cock. Caught between pain and too much pleasure, I groaned like an animal and bucked my hips.
“Oh, fuck, yes,” Neil hissed, and thrust in deeper. I screamed and twisted and whimpered, and he moved with me, spearing into me, stretching me. My skin sweated with a burst of heat and alternately chilled, so fast that both sensations seemed to merge. Neil’s hand clamped over my mouth before I realized I was screaming, and when I came again, he was only a thrust behind me.
“Red! Please, red!” I squirmed in a panic, and he shut the vibrator off immediately.
“Shhh,” he soothed. “I don’t want it to hurt.”
I took slow, deep breaths as he pulled out, and I hissed at the soreness. “Ah, I remember this part, now,” I said through clenched teeth. “Feeling like all my insides are going to fall out.”
“Are you all right?” He laid his palm against my thigh. “Well enough for me to clean up a moment? Or do you need me to stay here?”
“Mhm. You can go, I’m fine.” I laid there, boneless and sticky with sweat. “Start a bath for me?”
I was more than fine. I wasn’t sure I could move my legs. I wasn’t sure I could feel anything other than the dual throbs of pain and pleasure in my ass and cunt. It was like I had fallen off an underwater cliff, into a deeper pool of intimacy, a depth that I had never even considered. I’d let Neil do whatever he wanted with my body, had trusted him to take me into uncharted territory and keep me safe while we were there.
I had submitted.
I rubbed my face where he’d slapped me, and grinned to myself.
Neil came back and helped me from the bed, into the bathroom. The bathtub was a basin sunk into pink marble steps and surrounded by mirrors with a frosted design. I stepped into the tub while the water was still running. The heat stung my raw skin, and I gasped.