drop. But not tonight.”
He lifted her up quickly, and Jasmine gasped as he managed to untie the ropes, unbinding her wrists in three sharp movements before tossing the rope aside. He picked her up, one arm resting against the sharp, fiery pain along the crease of her ass, and before Jasmine could do more than marvel at his strength, she found herself falling. She landed on the soft bed with a yelp as the impact sent a jolt through her, every welt flaring with renewed pain. “I want you to come in the next five minutes, Jasmine. Do you think you can do that for me?” Dominic raised an eyebrow. Jasmine nodded, even though she wasn’t sure how either of them would be able to determine how long it took, and Dominic covered her body with his own.
Jasmine moaned out as she felt Dominic’s hot, hard cock rubbing against her, sliding between her soaking wet folds. The next instant, he thrust into her all at once, filling her up in a fast, hard movement that seemed to rip the breath right out of her lungs. Dominic began rocking his hips right away, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her, and Jasmine let all control go, her body moving in reaction to his thrusts, her hips falling into his rhythm. Dominic’s hands danced all over her body as her pounded against her, shifting and twisting his hips. Jasmine moaned out over and over again, writhing underneath him, touching him everywhere her hands could reach. Dominic kissed her hungrily, swallowing down her moans and cries, and Jasmine struggled between the desire to savor the delicious feeling of his cock inside of her and the need to come before he could somehow rescind his permission.
All at once, it felt as if something tightly knotted deep between her hips unraveled, and Jasmine broke away from Dominic’s lips, gasping and crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her. Her orgasm intensified as Dominic speeded up his thrusts, his hips smacking into hers, his fingers slipping down between their bodies to stroke and rub her pleasure center. Jasmine grabbed at the sheets, then at Dominic’s body, struggling to remain anchored to something as the sensations coursed through her, blotting out all thought. She heard Dominic’s low moan of pleasure and then felt the sticky-slick gush of his come flooding into her as the spasms finally began to abate.
She opened her eyes to the feeling of Dominic’s hands trailing over her body in gentle caresses, and the sound of his voice in her ears. “You did so well, Jasmine. You were beautiful to behold.” As she turned to look up at him, Dominic smiled. “In fact, I think you came in three minutes, not five.” Jasmine blushed, burying her face against his chest.
“I was determined,” she told him. She slipped free of his embrace and sat up, looking blearily around the room.
“It suits you,” Dominic said, sitting up with her. “You can stay the night, you know.” Jasmine shrugged; she thought ruefully of the gown she’d left on the floor. She would have to return it—and she didn’t want to take the infamous walk of shame in it the next morning. Better by far to go home now, tingling and sore but adrift on satisfied pleasure, and make sure it was clean enough to go back to the store.
“I’m okay,” she said, giving him a smile. “Busy day tomorrow.” She climbed out of the bed; as she searched out her underwear, a thought tugged at her. Jasmine slipped on her panties and turned to look at Dominic, watching her from the bed still. “Why do you do that?”
“Do what?” Dominic raised an eyebrow.
“The thing after. Where you tell me how good I was and how beautiful and all that.” Dominic smiled slowly.
“Think about it as after care,” he said. “Responsible practice for what we’ve done together. You need to feel safe and comforted after taking abuse like that.” Jasmine considered; certainly she had responded to the compliments—but it was less than
He lifted her up quickly, and Jasmine gasped as he managed to untie the ropes, unbinding her wrists in three sharp movements before tossing the rope aside. He picked her up, one arm resting against the sharp, fiery pain along the crease of her ass, and before Jasmine could do more than marvel at his strength, she found herself falling. She landed on the soft bed with a yelp as the impact sent a jolt through her, every welt flaring with renewed pain. “I want you to come in the next five minutes, Jasmine. Do you think you can do that for me?” Dominic raised an eyebrow. Jasmine nodded, even though she wasn’t sure how either of them would be able to determine how long it took, and Dominic covered her body with his own.
Jasmine moaned out as she felt Dominic’s hot, hard cock rubbing against her, sliding between her soaking wet folds. The next instant, he thrust into her all at once, filling her up in a fast, hard movement that seemed to rip the breath right out of her lungs. Dominic began rocking his hips right away, pushing deeper and deeper inside of her, and Jasmine let all control go, her body moving in reaction to his thrusts, her hips falling into his rhythm. Dominic’s hands danced all over her body as her pounded against her, shifting and twisting his hips. Jasmine moaned out over and over again, writhing underneath him, touching him everywhere her hands could reach. Dominic kissed her hungrily, swallowing down her moans and cries, and Jasmine struggled between the desire to savor the delicious feeling of his cock inside of her and the need to come before he could somehow rescind his permission.
All at once, it felt as if something tightly knotted deep between her hips unraveled, and Jasmine broke away from Dominic’s lips, gasping and crying out as wave after wave of pleasure washed through her. Her orgasm intensified as Dominic speeded up his thrusts, his hips smacking into hers, his fingers slipping down between their bodies to stroke and rub her pleasure center. Jasmine grabbed at the sheets, then at Dominic’s body, struggling to remain anchored to something as the sensations coursed through her, blotting out all thought. She heard Dominic’s low moan of pleasure and then felt the sticky-slick gush of his come flooding into her as the spasms finally began to abate.
She opened her eyes to the feeling of Dominic’s hands trailing over her body in gentle caresses, and the sound of his voice in her ears. “You did so well, Jasmine. You were beautiful to behold.” As she turned to look up at him, Dominic smiled. “In fact, I think you came in three minutes, not five.” Jasmine blushed, burying her face against his chest.
“I was determined,” she told him. She slipped free of his embrace and sat up, looking blearily around the room.
“It suits you,” Dominic said, sitting up with her. “You can stay the night, you know.” Jasmine shrugged; she thought ruefully of the gown she’d left on the floor. She would have to return it—and she didn’t want to take the infamous walk of shame in it the next morning. Better by far to go home now, tingling and sore but adrift on satisfied pleasure, and make sure it was clean enough to go back to the store.
“I’m okay,” she said, giving him a smile. “Busy day tomorrow.” She climbed out of the bed; as she searched out her underwear, a thought tugged at her. Jasmine slipped on her panties and turned to look at Dominic, watching her from the bed still. “Why do you do that?”
“Do what?” Dominic raised an eyebrow.
“The thing after. Where you tell me how good I was and how beautiful and all that.” Dominic smiled slowly.
“Think about it as after care,” he said. “Responsible practice for what we’ve done together. You need to feel safe and comforted after taking abuse like that.” Jasmine considered; certainly she had responded to the compliments—but it was less than
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