He leans in and bites my lip hard, making me whimper as he pulls back, taking the flogger and all contact with him.
“Are you going to be a bad girl for Sir?”
I shake my head. “No, Sir.”
He hums before tilting my chin to look at him.
“Not sure I believe you, pet.” He drags the leather straps across my hard nipples as he strokes my jaw. “You’ve been pretty naughty so far. I think my girl needs to be punished.” Tilting his head, his grasp on my chin tightens. “Don’t you?”
I swallow hard, feeling my wetness drip down my thighs.
“Ye—yes, Sir.” I want this, I need this. He will take away my guilt, and give me peace and pleasure afterward.
“Very well. What’s your safe word?” He asks me this every time we end up in this position, and I love how serious he takes his role as my dominant.
“Red, Sir.” He nods.
“Such a good girl. Go lay on the bed on your stomach, and spread your arms and legs wide.”
Oh, hell.
Nodding, I move from the floor, and try to ignore the wetness covering my thighs as I make my way to the bed.
Laying down on my stomach, I spread my arms above me like a star fish and do the same with my legs, knowing he’s going to strap me to the bed, and I will be completely at his mercy. The thought has me so on edge, I’m pretty sure if he even touched me, I would combust from pleasure.
Once he’s got me secured, he backs up and makes a sound that’s half groan, half growl.
He grabs something from the bag before straddling my hips and wrapping my ponytail in his fist, and yanking my head up hard.
“Such a perfect sight, pet. You all laid out for me to do whatever I want with.” He nips my ear, and I can’t stop the whimpering groan that comes out of me. “Someone is responsive.” I nod my head aggressively, pulling against his hold and he chuckles. “Are you going to put yourself in danger, Harleigh?” he asks, and runs something smooth and thin across my back and I shiver, knowing it’s the crop.
“No.” I purposely leave off the honourific to feel the crop against my ass, moaning when it lands and I feel the sting.
“Naughty, pet. I was going to let you cum, but you did that on purpose.” I whimper and wiggle beneath him, trying to feel the friction against me. “Who is in charge of your pleasure right now?” he asks, moving off my hips so my cheeks are open, and slaps the crop down hard twice, before running it along my soaked lips.
“You, Sir!” I cry out when he pulls the crop away from me.
“Good girl.” He drops the crop to the floor before leaning over me again, so he’s flush against my back. “Do you know how hot you are when you give in to me?” His breath is hot against my neck, and I moan.
“How hot?” I play with him, and he growls, reaching down and pushing two fingers inside my soaked pussy.
“Very, and so fucking wet. Fuck, you’re just a little slut for me, aren’t you?” My breath hitches in my throat as I try and process him calling me that, but before my brain can catch up to itself, I feel myself clenching around his fingers, and he groans. “Of course you love it when I call you a little slut.” He bites down on my shoulder, making me yelp before pumping his fingers in and out of me, bringing me to the edge. “Don’t you dare cum, pet!” he orders, his fingers never relenting as they push in and out of me, hard and fast.
“Please! Please, Sir,” I beg, and he lets out a dark laugh.
“No. This is a punishment, pet. You know you can’t cum until I feel you’ve learned your lesson.” I whimper again as his hardness pushes between my cheeks. “Do you feel you’ve learned your lesson about putting yourself in danger? Do you feel I’ve done enough?”
I cry into the sheets as I force myself to hold off the orgasm that’s fighting to take over my body, and shake my head.
“N-no, Sir.” I groan as he pulls his fingers from my pussy and wipes my juices to my puckered hole, and freeze.
“Easy, pet. I’m just playing.” I drop my head into the sheets with a moan when his finger pushes in slowly, moving in and out. “You’re so beautiful.” He smacks his hand down on one cheek and the other, back and forth for a few beats, and I can feel myself soaking the bed.
“Oh, please, Sir,” I moan when he slowly adds in a second finger as he moves, lining up his cock with my drenched entrance, and slams in.
“Oh fuck!” I scream, bucking my hips at the sudden intrusion and fullness, as his cock throbs inside of me.
“I love how responsive you are. Such a good little slut to be this wet for Sir,” he groans, thrusting his hips hard against me, moving his fingers inside my back hole.
The pleasure trying to break free from every inch of my body is bordering on painful, but I know that the release will be otherworldly when I’m finally allowed to let go.
“I love you!” I scream, because I’m so on edge I can’t control my voice, and he swats my ass, adding a third finger into me.
“I love you too, pet. Now cum all over me. Squeeze me so tight I can’t move,” he grinds out through his teeth as my body lets go, flying over the edge into bliss. “Oh fuck!” he bellows, his hips trying to move inside me as he jerks and spills himself into my core, my body wound so tightly he knows he’s trapped.
“Mmmm,” I moan and wiggle my ass when he moves out of me before walking to the bathroom to clean up.
Once he’s back, he cleans me up with a warm cloth before untying me, and cradling me in his lap while I continue to soar in bliss.
“Don’t ever say something like that again, baby. We love you too much to lose you.” He kisses my head, pulling me tightly against his chest. His voice is thick with emotion as he holds me close, and I know I can never leave them.
15
Harleigh
It’s Spring Break, and I’m getting really fucking paranoid. Every sound around every corner has my blood and heart pumping at dangerous levels.
With the school empty aside from our core group, everything feels like a threat. I can’t shake the feeling that something is going to happen because I know that, eventually, something will.
