as he moved behind
me. He ran his hands over my ass and then he was inside me. His hands grasped
my hips and he thrusted inside me like he was in a race to come. “Tell me you
belong to me, Norah,” he said. “I belong to you,” I panted. I could hear him
grunting. “Tell me I am your man, baby!” his body against my back and his hands
grabbed my breasts. “You’re my man, Liam. My only man,” I kept panting. He
grabbed my neck again with one hand. “I control this. This pussy belongs to me.
I control it, you got that!” His grip tightened around my neck. I could still
breathe, but I wondered if this was going down the same road as the anal sex
episode. “Yes, you control me, baby. You know you do.” I could feel my orgasm
building in my stomach. “I’m close, I’m so close.” I leaned my head forward.
“No, you come when I tell you to and not until then.” He grabbed my hips and
thrust harder, until I heard him come. His head was next to mine rubbing
against my hair.
“That was so good, baby. That was so good.” He released
my hands, and I instantly took off the blind fold. When my eyes adjusted I saw
him in the bathroom leaning against the counter. He splashed water on his face,
and grabbed a towel from the rack. He wiped his face, then started rubbing his
crotch. I leaned down and released my ankles. “Can you tell me what that was
about?” I asked. He was obviously having some control issues. I didn’t know
why. He needed to restrain me to have complete control. He needed to blindfold
me so he wouldn’t have to look in my eyes as he hit me. He needed to hit me to
punish me for something although I don’t know what. And for some reason denying
me orgasm was something he needed as well. He needed control. He slipped his
pants back on and handed me my robe. “I just wanted to do something more
exciting tonight. I hope you don’t mind.” I shrugged on my robe. “Are you sure
that’s it? It isn’t about something else? Because that was kinda harsh, and I didn’t
get a warning, either.” He didn’t say anything, but took my hand and we went
upstairs. When we got to the bedroom I went to the bathroom and looked at my
body in the mirror. My breasts were marked with several pink whelps. I could
see his red hand prints on my hips from where he grabbed me and thrusted. I
turned my back to the mirror and my butt looked the same. I had small round
whelps all over my cheeks, the same shape as the head of a flogger. I moved my
hair and surveyed my neck. I saw his hand mark and a hickey from the sucking. I
grabbed the jar of skin cream and walked back to the bedroom to ask him to rub
some on all the marks. He was asleep.
Chapter Nine
Liam
“It’s her first event, Will. The
first one she is in charge of all by herself, I can’t miss it…..I understand
this is an important meeting, but Norah’s career is important too. If she nails
this event she will be an event planner full time….It’s an anniversary party,
but that isn’t the point….I know Mr. McMillian wants to meet me, but I have to
support Norah. She says she wants to show me off or something…..well you are
just going to have to handle this without me.” As I turned to face my desk, I
saw Norah walk in the study. I wondered how long she had been standing there.
If she had heard my conversation. She soon answered my question. I sat down and
hung up the phone.
“You can’t come to my party?” she asked. I leaned on my
elbows.
“Of course I can. Will is just worried about some resort
weekend he planned to woo these new clients. I told him he could handle it
without me. I am staying here to support you.” She crossed her legs and took
her hair out of her pony tail. She leaned over and shook out her hair, then
flipped it back up over her head. “Well don’t make it sound like I’m twisting
your arm. If you don’t want to stay, you don’t have to.” I stood up and walked
around the desk to her. “Norah, I want to be
me. He ran his hands over my ass and then he was inside me. His hands grasped
my hips and he thrusted inside me like he was in a race to come. “Tell me you
belong to me, Norah,” he said. “I belong to you,” I panted. I could hear him
grunting. “Tell me I am your man, baby!” his body against my back and his hands
grabbed my breasts. “You’re my man, Liam. My only man,” I kept panting. He
grabbed my neck again with one hand. “I control this. This pussy belongs to me.
I control it, you got that!” His grip tightened around my neck. I could still
breathe, but I wondered if this was going down the same road as the anal sex
episode. “Yes, you control me, baby. You know you do.” I could feel my orgasm
building in my stomach. “I’m close, I’m so close.” I leaned my head forward.
“No, you come when I tell you to and not until then.” He grabbed my hips and
thrust harder, until I heard him come. His head was next to mine rubbing
against my hair.
“That was so good, baby. That was so good.” He released
my hands, and I instantly took off the blind fold. When my eyes adjusted I saw
him in the bathroom leaning against the counter. He splashed water on his face,
and grabbed a towel from the rack. He wiped his face, then started rubbing his
crotch. I leaned down and released my ankles. “Can you tell me what that was
about?” I asked. He was obviously having some control issues. I didn’t know
why. He needed to restrain me to have complete control. He needed to blindfold
me so he wouldn’t have to look in my eyes as he hit me. He needed to hit me to
punish me for something although I don’t know what. And for some reason denying
me orgasm was something he needed as well. He needed control. He slipped his
pants back on and handed me my robe. “I just wanted to do something more
exciting tonight. I hope you don’t mind.” I shrugged on my robe. “Are you sure
that’s it? It isn’t about something else? Because that was kinda harsh, and I didn’t
get a warning, either.” He didn’t say anything, but took my hand and we went
upstairs. When we got to the bedroom I went to the bathroom and looked at my
body in the mirror. My breasts were marked with several pink whelps. I could
see his red hand prints on my hips from where he grabbed me and thrusted. I
turned my back to the mirror and my butt looked the same. I had small round
whelps all over my cheeks, the same shape as the head of a flogger. I moved my
hair and surveyed my neck. I saw his hand mark and a hickey from the sucking. I
grabbed the jar of skin cream and walked back to the bedroom to ask him to rub
some on all the marks. He was asleep.
Chapter Nine
Liam
“It’s her first event, Will. The
first one she is in charge of all by herself, I can’t miss it…..I understand
this is an important meeting, but Norah’s career is important too. If she nails
this event she will be an event planner full time….It’s an anniversary party,
but that isn’t the point….I know Mr. McMillian wants to meet me, but I have to
support Norah. She says she wants to show me off or something…..well you are
just going to have to handle this without me.” As I turned to face my desk, I
saw Norah walk in the study. I wondered how long she had been standing there.
If she had heard my conversation. She soon answered my question. I sat down and
hung up the phone.
“You can’t come to my party?” she asked. I leaned on my
elbows.
“Of course I can. Will is just worried about some resort
weekend he planned to woo these new clients. I told him he could handle it
without me. I am staying here to support you.” She crossed her legs and took
her hair out of her pony tail. She leaned over and shook out her hair, then
flipped it back up over her head. “Well don’t make it sound like I’m twisting
your arm. If you don’t want to stay, you don’t have to.” I stood up and walked
around the desk to her. “Norah, I want to be
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