pleasure.”
“Have you ever done this?” she wondered.
“That is not my role. My role...” Another smack. “...is
to dominate and accept responsibility for the care, well-
being, and protection of my submissive.” Another
smack. “Along with giving you the most exquisite
pleasure possible.”
“Yes,” she whispered as another smack came down.
She took a deep breath and exhaled. And felt calm
spread with the heat. She felt the arousal that had been
simmering flare to life, and moaned.
The next smack was farther down her ass, just
above her anus. Her entire body trembled and when the
next one came down in the same place, she breathed
through it. And to her shock, felt the heat gather in her
pussy.
“Master,” she breathed.
Something thumped on the floor and she felt his
body heat near her head.
“Open your mouth,” he growled, fingers combing
through her hair. Gently but firmly, he tilted her head
up. “And take my cock.”
Like a baby bird needing sustenance, Serena
opened her mouth and whimpered as he filled her,
stretching her lips. Helpless, able only to take him, she
let her body relax, sinking against the support as he
held her head. This really was what she had been
looking for. A man to take control of her body and use
her as he wanted. Now she understood the trust factor.
If she didn’t trust him not to hurt her when he had
bound her wrists in the elevator, or blindfolded her, or
secured her to the contraption she was on, then she
wouldn’t be so close to orgasm. And him? Where was the
trust for him? That she wouldn’t tell anyone about him?
Say anything about what they were doing? No fear of
that, she sighed, feeling her mind lose its traction on
rational thought. No one would believe it anyway. Not
that she cared. All she wanted was this. And for a brief
second, she wished he would change his mind and keep
her as his sex slave.
Keith had been watching her body carefully,
waiting for her to relax and go into a deeper arousal
zone. When she whispered ‘yes’ and sighed, he knew she
was nearly there. Faster than he’d dared to hope.
Aiming carefully, he made sure to keep the paddle
where her ass still had a little bit of fat. Not, he had
realized immediately, that there was any excess on her.
What was the line from the black-and-white classic his
mother loved? “Not much meat there, but what’s there
is choice.” That was his Serena.
Now, the moist heat of her mouth sucked at him
and seeped through his body.
Keith barely pulled himself back from the edge.
Pulling his cock from her mouth, he stepped back,
breathing heavily.
He had promised himself that the first time he came
he would be inside her pussy. The pussy that had been
keeping him from getting a good night’s sleep since
Tuesday. The first image of her—bound, blindfolded
and gagged—would be the way he took her.
He muttered harshly under his breath.
Hearing the obscenity, Serena turned her head.
“Master? Did I do something wrong?”
“No, Serena,” he replied calmly. “What is your
word?”
She nearly said file, but that wasn’t the truth.
“In-box,” she replied, voice barely audible. “I know I
don’t deserve it, but…”
She fell silent as she felt his hands unlatch the
ankle cuffs, then the wrists. Gently, he removed the
nipple clamps and she gasped as blood flooded back into
the cool skin. His palms covered her breasts for a
moment to warm them.
“Serena, when I realized I wanted you, I had a
picture of you in my mind. That is the way I want to
fuck you now.”
“Yes, master,” she nodded. “How do you want me?”
“As if you were my sex slave. A gift, an offering,
from someone who understood my needs, but wanted
something in exchange. And he thought giving you to
me would do it.”
The backs of his fingers stroked her cheek. She
turned toward him, rubbing her cheek against his
hand.
“Would it?” she wondered.
“Mmm, we’ll
“Have you ever done this?” she wondered.
“That is not my role. My role...” Another smack. “...is
to dominate and accept responsibility for the care, well-
being, and protection of my submissive.” Another
smack. “Along with giving you the most exquisite
pleasure possible.”
“Yes,” she whispered as another smack came down.
She took a deep breath and exhaled. And felt calm
spread with the heat. She felt the arousal that had been
simmering flare to life, and moaned.
The next smack was farther down her ass, just
above her anus. Her entire body trembled and when the
next one came down in the same place, she breathed
through it. And to her shock, felt the heat gather in her
pussy.
“Master,” she breathed.
Something thumped on the floor and she felt his
body heat near her head.
“Open your mouth,” he growled, fingers combing
through her hair. Gently but firmly, he tilted her head
up. “And take my cock.”
Like a baby bird needing sustenance, Serena
opened her mouth and whimpered as he filled her,
stretching her lips. Helpless, able only to take him, she
let her body relax, sinking against the support as he
held her head. This really was what she had been
looking for. A man to take control of her body and use
her as he wanted. Now she understood the trust factor.
If she didn’t trust him not to hurt her when he had
bound her wrists in the elevator, or blindfolded her, or
secured her to the contraption she was on, then she
wouldn’t be so close to orgasm. And him? Where was the
trust for him? That she wouldn’t tell anyone about him?
Say anything about what they were doing? No fear of
that, she sighed, feeling her mind lose its traction on
rational thought. No one would believe it anyway. Not
that she cared. All she wanted was this. And for a brief
second, she wished he would change his mind and keep
her as his sex slave.
Keith had been watching her body carefully,
waiting for her to relax and go into a deeper arousal
zone. When she whispered ‘yes’ and sighed, he knew she
was nearly there. Faster than he’d dared to hope.
Aiming carefully, he made sure to keep the paddle
where her ass still had a little bit of fat. Not, he had
realized immediately, that there was any excess on her.
What was the line from the black-and-white classic his
mother loved? “Not much meat there, but what’s there
is choice.” That was his Serena.
Now, the moist heat of her mouth sucked at him
and seeped through his body.
Keith barely pulled himself back from the edge.
Pulling his cock from her mouth, he stepped back,
breathing heavily.
He had promised himself that the first time he came
he would be inside her pussy. The pussy that had been
keeping him from getting a good night’s sleep since
Tuesday. The first image of her—bound, blindfolded
and gagged—would be the way he took her.
He muttered harshly under his breath.
Hearing the obscenity, Serena turned her head.
“Master? Did I do something wrong?”
“No, Serena,” he replied calmly. “What is your
word?”
She nearly said file, but that wasn’t the truth.
“In-box,” she replied, voice barely audible. “I know I
don’t deserve it, but…”
She fell silent as she felt his hands unlatch the
ankle cuffs, then the wrists. Gently, he removed the
nipple clamps and she gasped as blood flooded back into
the cool skin. His palms covered her breasts for a
moment to warm them.
“Serena, when I realized I wanted you, I had a
picture of you in my mind. That is the way I want to
fuck you now.”
“Yes, master,” she nodded. “How do you want me?”
“As if you were my sex slave. A gift, an offering,
from someone who understood my needs, but wanted
something in exchange. And he thought giving you to
me would do it.”
The backs of his fingers stroked her cheek. She
turned toward him, rubbing her cheek against his
hand.
“Would it?” she wondered.
“Mmm, we’ll
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