“I thought you were married.” He smirked and continued to walk around her chair, studying her very carefully.
“I thought you were divorced.” She responded. Despite his pacing, she kept her eyes forward although could feel his dominating presence standing behind her now.
He leaned in closely over her shoulder and whispered into her ear, “Let me guess. Your husband is boring in bed and now you’ve come crawling back to me.”
All she could feel was the warmth of his breathe brushing against her cheek and smell his intoxicating aroma. Her whole body tensed as she tried not to shiver. He noticed her fingers curl into the arms of his overstuffed chair.
“No.” she lied but she had always been a terrible liar, especially with him. “Its just… things are… different now… and I don’t think they are going to work out for the better.” She thought about her words carefully and chewed on her bottom lip, hoping he would accept this answer. She really did not want to go into detail.
He let out deep earthy chuckle and stood up straight again, walking back around the chair to face her once again.
Something about her seemed different from the last time they were together. He wasn’t sure what it was and furrowed his eyebrows together while he tried to work it out.
She couldn’t look him in the eyes. Instead she fixed her gaze onto the black belt that was holding up his matching black trousers. His white dress shirt was tucked neatly into the waistband, buttons creating a trail all the way down to his…
But before she could finish that thought, his forefinger and thumb were pinching her chin and forcing her to look up into his eyes. Their faces were much closer now. All she wanted to do was jump up and kiss him hard.
He continued to look deeply into her eyes. With his free hand, he dragged a single finger gently down the side of her cheek, along her jawline, down her neck and over her collarbone. He could see her breathing quicken and continued to trace down the neckline of her shirt and rest at the top of cleavage firmly between both large breasts.
Instinctively she tried to twist her face out of his grasp and grabbed both of his arms wanting to kiss him deeply. Rather than restraining her, he let her go and stepped back so they were no longer touching.
The world felt a lot colder without his body heat and she fought the urge to curl up into a little ball. A small frown formed across her lips instead and he crossed his arms and tapped his foot against the floor in response. He knew what was different now, what had changed.
He had never seen his little sub this wound up before. Her whole body was tense and he wondered when the last time she had really let herself go. Perhaps it wasn’t since her honeymoon or maybe even their last session together that was barely a year ago. Either way, he knew the cure for it, but he wasn’t going to give it to her so easily. No, he would get his revenge for leaving him without any notice or explanation.
“You know, this will take time and things will not be the same.” He smiled mischievously as he looked her up and down from head to toe as if she were a piece of meat he was planning on purchasing at the market.
“I know.” She said very quietly and let her eyes fall again in shame. She knew what she did wrong.
“Look at me.” He commanded, and her eyes snapped back to his out of old habit. “You will be punished for what you did.” He stepped closer so that his cock was directly in line with her face, straining against the material of his pants.
She turned her face away, her cheeks growing uncomfortably warm. “Yes. I understand.”
She couldn’t figure out if she was blushing from shame, modesty, or the thought of being punished by him turning her on more. She shuffled in her seat trying to find a more comfortable position as her womanhood began to swell and moisten between her thighs from the very thought of it.
“Yes what?” he nearly growled and continued to stare down at her.
“Yes sir.” She replied and slowly looked up at him again, the smile on his face had been replaced by a stern expression and it made her feel as if she were a young girl again being reprimanded for bad behaviour.
“It appears you haven’t completely forgotten everything.” He replied, feeling the bulge in his pants beginning to tighten and press uncomfortably against the front of his zipper. He apparently hadn’t forgotten either.
She noticed the mound in front of her face grow larger and for a moment all she could think about was wrapping her lips around it and listening to him moan. All she wanted to do right now was please him and show him how sorry she was for her actions.
He noticed where her attention was going and wrung his hand through her hair.
“In time.” He whispered and tangled his strong fingers more deeply into the hair at the nape of the neck before pulling back roughly.
“Do you remember the safe word?” he asked sternly, not letting her look anywhere else but his eyes.
“Yes.” She answered and then added, “sir” quickly.
“Good girl.” He praised her and loosened the grip in her hair. “Now lets see what else you still remember.”
He walked over to the wooden cabinet standing in the corner of the room. She watched his tight ass sway underneath those pants. She really did miss him and then looked up into the cabinet, remembering all the pleasure making toys it carried. Instead of opening it up though, he grabbed an armless wooden chair and placed it right in front of her and sat down.
She looked confused and slightly disappointed. He did his best to hide the smile that threatened to spread across his lips at her priceless expression. Resting on his elbows and leaning in closer he said, “Stand up and remove everything but your under garments.”
Continuing to look confused, she stood up slowly and obeyed. First her shirt came off, than her leggings. He rolled up his sleeves and leaned back in his wooden chair as his eyes roamed over all her curves.
“Turn around.” He commanded again and she did so, feeling slightly more uncomfortable not being able to see him anymore.
He continued to look her up and down again, taking a moment to relax and enjoy the view before making her turn around again to face him.
“Excellent. Now. I want you to remove your underwear.” She did so again beginning to feel more exposed. As she stood in front of him bottomless, she used one hand to slightly cover up her womanhood that was still feeling a bit moist.
With one finger, he beckoned her closer and she stepped forward. He continued this until her legs were nearly touching his knees. With his hands, he ran them down her sides and over her hips. She closed her eyes enjoying the feeling of his hands roaming over her curves. They went down her legs and then back up the insides of them, forcing them slightly apart. She snapped her eyes open again to see what he was going to do.
His hands rubbed back down her thighs and then back up again, working their way closer to her sensitive opening that was growing more and more wet. Down again and back up, only this time he trailed his fingers along the lines where her thighs met the pink lips of her vagina and continued to play along there. He was so close and she squirmed a bit as his fingers came closer and closer to the wetness that was now building. His thumbs rubbed over the front of her pussy and around her clit never touching it. All she wanted to do was force one of his fingers deep between her swollen pink lips. She could feel her own fingers creeping closer to her own clit craving stimulation. Before they got any farther though, he stopped and she sighed.
“Oh no.” he spoke again, “You’ve been a naughty girl, and naughty girls deserve to be punished.” He reminded her and grabbed one of her wrists and yanked her next to his side. Her head began to stop spinning.
“Down.” He commanded as if she were a dog and twisted her arm around her back and pressed to tell her to bend over.
“What?” she said now confused but didn’t have much choice as she bent at the waist. “Are you going to… spank me?” she asked mortified.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t been spanked before. In fact, she actually enjoyed being spanked. But it was either in the heat of the moment or related to a scene they were acting out. Never like this. Never like a small child receiving a punishment. She was a grown adult and began to feel the humiliation creep in.
“Yes.” He answered point blank. “You can squirm, you can scream, you can cry.” He gave the rules. “But no biting, kicking or trying to escape. Got that?” he asked.
“Yes.” She said between clenched teeth and looked down at the hardwood floor. When she had come back here, she knew she would have some sucking up to do, but never imagined anything like this.
“Yes what?” he reprimanded and pressed her arm more firmly against her back to keep her from struggling. Her other arm had been pinned between their two bodies.
“Yes sir.” She grumbled and he couldn’t help but smirk at her misfortunes. For many nights he imagined this. Fantasizing about feeling her soft skin and then thinking he would never get to touch her again. He was hurt for a very long time and he wanted her to know it.
The punishment began and her stomach pressed down against his hard thighs as his hand was brought up in the air.
“How dare you leave me without any warning.” He shouted and his hand collided perfectly with her backside. She let out an oomph, not expecting the force.
“Do you know how worried I was?!” he yelled again and let his hand smack her round bottom and she could feel her bum becoming increasingly warm.
She wasn’t sure if she was suppose to answer or not, and decided to stay quiet for the time being, hoping this would pass quickly.
“No note.” He smacked her. “No text.” And he smacked her again. “No e-mail. Nothing!”
Her bottom was beginning to really burn and she began to squirm against his grip, her toes pushed against the floor trying to get a better angle away from his hand.
Instead her plan backfired and he raised his leg so that her ass was even more in the air and her toes barely touched the ground. If she didn’t feel exposed before, she definitely did now.
“You will never leave me again like that.” His firm hand collided with an even more sensitive spot where her buttocks met with her thighs.
“Yes.” She hissed, hoping this might get it over with faster. She knew though that if she really wanted to end it, she only had to utter a single word.
“Yes sir” she flinched as another blow landed on her backside.
“You will tell me next time instead of running off.”
She could hear herself beginning to whimper. The physical pain that was beginning to spread across her backside, down her legs and over her lower back was mingling with the pain she felt in her heart for betraying him. All of it was beginning to build and she began choke on her own sobs.
“Is that clear?” he said more gently now, and raised his hand to swat her bottom again but instead came down softly and let it rest against her lovely bum. He could feel her body begin to shake against his legs and all her muscles collapse.
“I’m sorry.” She cried, her tears running down her cheeks and hitting the floor. “I know it was wrong. I was a coward and I will never do it again.” She promised and continued to sob, feeling even more like a baby.
He let go of her wrist and began to rub comforting circles along her lower back.
“You have done really well.” He assured her. “It is over now.” He cooed in a gentle voice and continued to rub her back until she felt calmed down.
“Let’s go somewhere a little more comfortable.” He suggested and helped her up. Her face was bright pink and she looked miserable. Wrapping an arm around her, he led her into his bedroom where a large four-poster bed waited.
“Lay down on your stomach.” He encouraged and went over to one of his wooden dressers and pulled out a tin.
She didn’t even have the energy or nerve to look up. Instead she buried her face in one of his pillows that smelt strongly of him. But a cold soothing feeling pressed against one of her sore cheeks and it caused her to jump.
“SSShhhh. It’s just lotion.” He reassured her, “It will help with the burning but you will be feeling this one for a few days.” He chuckled and started to rub the lotion onto the other cheek.
She rested back down and melted into his bed while his fingers began to massage over her bum. But the more his fingers worked into her flesh, the more aroused she became. Soon his hands were working over her hips and down her legs. She parted her thighs obediently wanting more. He worked back up to her bottom and she could feel her back slightly arching every time his fingers came closer to her pussy. First he was smacking her bum, now she was flaunting it like a cat in heat wanting more. She thought herself crazy for a moment but didn’t question it as she let his hands massage across her body.
He knew what she wanted and slide his fingers beneath her hips before lifting her into a doggy style position. Taking advantage of her new stance, he straddled her from behind and ran his lotioned hands down the front of her abdomen, reaching for her firm round breasts that were hanging there, ripened for the picking.
She gasped as she felt his warm hands squeeze her chest but was soon moaning as he began to work the lotion into each round breast. With his fingertips, he circled her hard nipples until they were nice and hard and then returned to massaging and squeezing them firmly in his palms. The feeling was intoxicating and she couldn’t help but grind against his hardness that was still pressing against his trousers. All she wanted was for him to pinch the harden nipples and tug on them, but instead he continued to tease and tease, circling and then massaging, circling and then massaging. Her pussy was so moist and swollen it was practically aching.
It was very clear she wanted more as she rubbed her wet pussy against the rough material of his black trousers.
“Stay still,” he instructed and kissed her gently along her spine. He did not wish to hurt her bum anymore. But as he continued to tease and taunt her large round breasts, she continued to grind her hips against his waist, which was only making him even harder.
Each time she pressed against him, he would stop and reprimand her in a firmer tone and each time she would apologise. At some points she did not even realize what she was doing and blamed it on the desperation of wanting more.
By the third time of asking her to stay still, he was fed up.
“Alright, that’s it!” he exclaimed and crawled off the bed.
She began to panic. This can’t be over already?
“Please. I am sorry. I will try harder,” she begged, wanting him to come back.
He tried his best not to show any emotions but the corner of his devilish lips began to slightly curve upwards as he tried his best to suppress a smile. He loved hearing her beg.
“I’m sorry,” he replied. “But I told you to stop grinding against me and you didn’t listen.” He was talking down to her again and walked around the bed, towards the door.
“No, please, don’t go.” She nearly cried now, shocked at how fast he was ready to leave and how heightened her emotions were.
“Go?” he echoed back and raised one perfect eyebrow in confusion. “Oh no. I am not going anywhere,” he reassured her and grabbed one of the cuffs that were already tethered to the bed.
He pulled back the Velcro and she shivered at the sound, remembering the pleasure that follows. It was as if the sound of the Velcro made her even more wet and she stayed as still as possible now still in the doggy style position.
He wrapped the fur lined suede cuffs around each of her wrists. With her arms stretched out in front, she gave them a tug to remember how firmly they were attached to each corner of his bed.
It was strange though; she had never been cuffed facing forwards. Normally she would be lying on her back or even… but before she could finish that sentence, she felt a strong arm wrap around her abdomen and lift her up. With his other free hand, he wedged something similar to a sloped block underneath her so that her ass remained higher in the air and her breasts dangled over the side almost as if she were praying or bowing. Instinctively, she clenched her thighs together, realizing that her bum was completely exposed for the taking and she couldn’t do anything about it.
Before continuing, he stepped back and admired the view. His little pet was tied to his bed, with her round bum sticking up in the air and completely naked. He loved it and stripped down to nothing as well. His hardened cock sprang immediately out his pants and he nearly groaned in pleasure at the feeling of being freed.
One part of her felt intimidated while the other part was excited and curious. All she wanted to do was see what he had in store but the cuffs didn’t allow her to turn around far enough. She tried pulling against them again but knew it would get her nowhere and decided to save her energy for the time being.
He grabbed a few more objects and placed them on the edge of the bed out of her line of sight.
Straddling her from behind, he leaned over and whispered into her ear, “Now where were we?”
She could feel his exposed manhood brush against her thigh and she tried to wiggle closer but the taut cords of the wrist restraints didn’t budge. Her breasts swayed from the movement as they hung over the side of the block.
The movement caught his eye and he smirked, “Oh yes, I remember.”
He pushed his hard cock between her closed thighs, indicating that he wanted her to spread them. Instead she pushed them together tighter, holding onto the last bit of control she had over this situation.
“Come on pet,” he cooed and reached around to her firm breasts again. Only this time, he took both her nipples between his forefingers and thumbs and pinched them while pulling down and twisting them gently back and forth.
She let out a gasp at the unexpected surge of pleasure that coursed straight down to her swollen genitals. The teasing and the pulling were making her thighs loosen but as soon as she felt his hard cock begin to press between them again, she squeezed up tightly.
The feeling of her soft thighs squeezing around his manhood felt good for a moment but not as good as he wanted it to. She was defying him, and this would not do.
“Fine, if you want to do this the hard way.” He sat up and grabbed one of the items he placed on the side of the bed.
They were two nipple clamps that looked similar to clothespins only made of metal. Carefully he clamped each one around a hardened nipple and all she could do was lay there and watch. The clamps stung for a moment but her arousal overrode the pain. He then applied two small magnetic weights to each side, they pulled down on her nipples and she gasped again at the mixture of pleasure and pain that was coursing through her body. He had apparently invested in some new toys while she was away.
She was even more curious what rested on the edge of the bed now, outside of her peripheral vision. Her breasts hung there freely as gravity pulled the weights down and caused her to squirm.
But still she refused to open her thighs to him, impressed by her own determination. He trailed one deliberate finger up the side of her thigh and along her bum crack. The feeling of his finger brushing against her anus caused her to shiver and whimper, and yet still, she kept her thighs firmly together.
“I see you leave me with no choice.” He sighed, trailing his finger one more time between her two firm bum cheeks. The sensation filled her swollen clit and her breathing was becoming very ragged. Her thighs began to quiver but she still did not part them obediently.
Despite his exasperated tone, he was quite enjoying himself and glad that she was being so defiant. It gave him reason to use some of his new toys he always wanted to try out. From the side of the bed, he grabbed a spreader bar and she could hear the sound of more Velcro opening. For a moment, she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, trying to guess what he was going to do next.
A cuff wrapped around one of her ankles tightly. With his strong hands, he spread her thighs rather far apart and quickly attached the second cuff to her other ankle. The bar in the middle kept her legs spread open so far, so that her wet pussy and bum-hole were all his now.
She couldn’t believe what he had done and squirmed against all the restraints. Instead, the movement only emphasized the feeling of the weights pulling down on her nipples. She swore under her breath in defeat, realising that she was now completely his and he could do anything he wanted with her.
The spreader bar opened up her thighs and slightly stretched the walls of her vagina apart. The cool air brushed over her moistened mound and it reminded her how wet she actually was. She couldn’t remember the last time she felt like this.
Just to remind the both of them of how turned on she was, he dragged another finger between the moistened lips and up over her clit. Her hips bucked and she moaned at the light touch. But the gentle touch wasn’t enough and she wanted more.
“Please.” She begged and tried to thrust her hips higher in the air to get his attention.
“Uh uh uh,” he tutted. “You’ve been a bad girl, and bad girls need to be punished,” he reminded her.
She nearly sobbed as her pussy began to throb from the lack of fulfillment. He grabbed something from the mysterious corner of the bed that was smooth and cold when pressed against her clit. With a click of the button, the smooth object began to vibrate gently.
“Oh yes.” She moaned, happy for any sort of stimulation. Soon she adjusted to the speed and began to try to rub her clit more firmly against it, he turned it up a little bit faster and she exclaimed, “Yes! Yes! Yes!” even louder as the pleasure began to build again.
The feeling was glorious and she couldn’t wait for more. Soon she would finish and all the tension caused from this vibrating toy would be released. Closer and closer she was getting to orgasm but then he pulled the vibrating object away.
“Noooooo,” she moaned and nearly collapsed. Her body was beginning to perspire from the tease and release of their session.
He reached around to grab something else. She hoped it was something that would stimulate both her clit and g-spot this time. For a moment she waited and then the smooth object pressed against her clit again and began to hum on the lower setting. Although it was not as satisfying as before, it still felt good and she would not complain. As the pleasure began to steady itself again, she could feel something sliding into the entrance of her bum. At first she tightened and clenched all her muscles.
“Relax,” he reassured her, and her body instantly calmed from the sound of his soothing voice.
Slowly, he continued to insert his lubed-up finger into her beautiful bottom and she moaned even louder as something new and foreign began to fill another hole. It was one of his greatest joys stimulating a girl anally with his own hands.
In and out, he slid his finger carefully while still massaging her clit with the vibrating wand.
“Oh my god,” she growled again between clenched teeth. He could feel her trying to rock her hips back and forth coming closer to orgasm.
“Not yet,” he purred and pulled away the vibrating from her clit yet again.
She whimpered and sobbed as the vibrating stopped.
“Please. Don’t stop. Please,” she begged, the feeling of his finger becoming more apparent in her bum.
“Tell me that you want me,” he commanded and pressed just the tip of his penis into her moist opening, his finger sliding a little deeper.
“I want you,” she growled frustrated.
“Are you sure?” he teased and slid his cock a little bit more in and then back out again. Her thighs began to shake from the anticipation.
He grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head back as he said in a lower voice,
“You’ve been a bad girl and what do bad girls get?”
“Bad girls get punished,” she repeated back.
“That’s right. Perhaps there is hope for you after all,” he encouraged, and yanked on her hair again. “And as your punishment, I am going to take you hard and I am going to take you rough and I won’t stop until I am satisfied. Now tell me that you are sorry for being such a bad girl.”
He shoved his hard cock into her quickly without warning. She gasped and spluttered out, “I’m sorry,”
“Good girl,” he replied and started to thrust fast and hard into her soaking wet pussy while still holding onto her hair.
The feeling of his cock pounding inside her intermingling with the weight of the nipple clamps was tremendous.
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She screamed, as she was getting closer to orgasm.
He let go of her hair, and slowly removed his finger from her bum before grabbing both her hips for better leverage. The new angle was even more satisfying and she began to unravel. He pounded her hard and the smacking of their bodies coming into contact with each other echoed across the room.
She was so close and yet there was something missing from tipping her over the edge. Before she could figure it out though, he began to slow down as he was also approaching orgasm. Slowly now, he slid the entire length of his penis in and out of her as he reached over and grabbed a new object. It was a long thin object. He pushed the tip of it into her bum as he continued to thrust slowly in and out.
She moaned loudly as he slid the length of the butt plug into her bottom and then gripped her hips again, as he moved quicker and harder. Again, he could feel himself coming closer and closer to orgasm although he would not be satisfied until she finished first. Grabbing the vibrating wand, he turned it on.
“Oh no, no, no,” she moaned, knowing what was coming next.
“Oh yes, yes, yes,” he chuckled and pressed the vibrator against her clit turning it onto a higher setting, as he continued to push in and out of her.
It was a sensory overload. Every part of her body was being stimulated, between her nipples being pulled to her clit being rubbed and the pounding sensation of his penis inside her.
She let out a muffled scream as the orgasm ripped through her entire body. He pushed his cock deep inside her and held it there, as her whole body quivered and her thighs began to shake. He could feel the walls of her vagina begin to contract against his manhood but he didn’t stop there. It was his turn now.
Her whole body was soaked in sweat and all she could do was close her eyes as she felt the sensitivity heighten from the orgasm. The vibrating was gone but his cock was pushing deeper inside her, and bringing her closer to a different sort of pleasure.
The feeling of her wet pussy contracting around his hard penis was too much, and he spilled into her as a well-deserved orgasm began to ripple through his body now. With a final thrust, he pushed his cock deep into her cavern until his own wave of pleasure subsided.
They were both panting and sweaty together. After a few seconds, he slowly slid his glistening manhood out and waited a moment to catch his breath. With his fingers, he slid them along her pussy and over her clit. She was still very wet and sensitive but the butt plug kept her aroused. Grinning, he had an idea.
Turning on the vibrating wand once more, he lightly touched it to her clit.
“Oh not again,” she nearly cried but it still felt incredibly good.
He held it there and watched her as a second orgasm began to form, having to do very little now. She could feel her clit nearly stinging from the fast vibration and it did not take long for a second sharper orgasm to rip through her body.
“Oh god,” she exclaimed as both her bum and pussy contracted harder from the second orgasm and she chocked back a sob as if she could cry from the satisfaction and pleasure.
Feeling as if this was enough for her right now, he removed her from the restraints and she rolled off the block onto the comfortable blankets. He moved everything to the side and stretched out an arm so she could cuddle up next to him. They were both still covered in each other’s fluids.
He smiled and stroked one of her cheeks with the back of his hand, as he looked her in the eyes. Her hair was plastered to the side of her face and he pushed it out of the way.
“So how was that?” he asked, with a mischievous smile.
“Amazing,” she answered, her eyes widening for emphasis.
“Good,” he responded and looked back up at the ceiling as he continued to cuddle her.
“Well I guess we should clean up,” she suggested, looking down at the mess they made.
“Well the night isn’t over yet,” he reminded her and smirked, thinking of everything they had to catch up on still.
He knew it would take more then that to quench his thirst for her.
