That," I said.
" That?"
" That pretense. That it doesn't hurt."
" Hurt? Not so much. Angry, yes."
She was in denial. That 's what it was. And until she dealt with the pain, she'd never get past it. It was the same for me, but I never had a reason to deal with it. Her pain needed dealing with because it kept her from living. It kept her from feeling. And it kept her from me.
" I'm the Dom tonight."
Her walls shot up and pain hit me. It didn 't matter how much that hurt. It didn't matter that it was like having my baby sister afraid of me. I had promises to keep. I had chains to break. And I had a woman to free.
And pleasure was my rod of iron.
"You remember what I promised to do to you love?"
She clasped her hands together and cleared her throat a little. "Yep. I do." She scraped at her fingernails. "I do."
" Say it for me."
" I'd rather not."
" I'm the Dom tonight, love. That means you do as I say. And call me master. Unless of course you're ready to quit."
She shook her head while looking off to the right. "No. No quitting. Just… tell me what to do. Master."
I didn 't know what ached more. My heart or my cock. "I want you to say it. Tell me what I'm going to do to you."
" Forced orgasm." She tossed the word out.
" Yes. Forced orgasm. I'm going to tie you up. And I'm going to worship every inch of your body. With my lips. My tongue. My fingers. And my cock. Now, stand up. And undress for me. Slowly."
My detailed description had shaken her. Not as much as it had me. To say the words out loud got me so hard.
"Right now?"
" Right now."
She hesitated briefly. "Can I pay you extra to get out of this?"
" You forget I'm willing to pay to be able to do it." And that was still true.
" Fine." There was that anger she'd encased her pain in. The one I needed to crush. She stood and began to undress.
" Slower."
She huffed and slowed down and I watched her ass come into view only to clench my eyes shut at seeing red welts. God damn.
"Turn to me." I waited a few seconds and opened my eyes. She stood completely nude hands covering herself.
I looked at her. "Can you guess what I'm going to tell you next?"
She took a deep breath and looked up with only her eyeballs then dropped her arms.
"Very good. So very good. Now come here." I stood and waited for her to obey, my eyes locked on her breasts. The need to adore them took the strength from my legs. She stopped before me, her gaze on my chest. "Undress me now."
She rolled her eyes slowly up to meet mine with a really look. She shook her head a little and began shoving my shirt up over my abs. I leaned a little so she could pull it over my head.
" Get on your knees. And take off my pants."
She dropped to her knees and did as I said, her movements still jerky and pissed. That was okay. For now.
When all of my clothes were off I whispered, "Touch me."
" Where?"
" Everywhere."
" Starting from?"
" My feet. With your lips."
She gave a snort and mumbled as she lowered to the floor and began kissing my feet with hard loud smacks, working her way up my legs. It was difficult not to smile but I really needed to make this count.
"You missed a spot." I pushed her back down to her knees, my hand on her head. "I hope you know I'm being a very kind master right now. And while your ass may be too sore for spanking, your pretty pussy isn't."
I held my cock and waved it at her. "Here, love."
" I know where it is, Jesus, it's not like I can miss it."
" That was my thought. And yet you did."
" I didn't miss it."
" So you disobeyed?"
" I guess you can call it that."
" Now I have to punish you."
" More than you are?"
Fuck. Too bad I wasn 't into masochism because her words and cold tone would be giving me a fucking orgasm. I let more of my Dom surface. "Lay on the couch Tara. On your back."
Like a two year old, she got up and stomped to the couch and laid down like a person in a coffin.
I went over and stood next to her. "Look at me."
She looked at me.
"Open your
" That?"
" That pretense. That it doesn't hurt."
" Hurt? Not so much. Angry, yes."
She was in denial. That 's what it was. And until she dealt with the pain, she'd never get past it. It was the same for me, but I never had a reason to deal with it. Her pain needed dealing with because it kept her from living. It kept her from feeling. And it kept her from me.
" I'm the Dom tonight."
Her walls shot up and pain hit me. It didn 't matter how much that hurt. It didn't matter that it was like having my baby sister afraid of me. I had promises to keep. I had chains to break. And I had a woman to free.
And pleasure was my rod of iron.
"You remember what I promised to do to you love?"
She clasped her hands together and cleared her throat a little. "Yep. I do." She scraped at her fingernails. "I do."
" Say it for me."
" I'd rather not."
" I'm the Dom tonight, love. That means you do as I say. And call me master. Unless of course you're ready to quit."
She shook her head while looking off to the right. "No. No quitting. Just… tell me what to do. Master."
I didn 't know what ached more. My heart or my cock. "I want you to say it. Tell me what I'm going to do to you."
" Forced orgasm." She tossed the word out.
" Yes. Forced orgasm. I'm going to tie you up. And I'm going to worship every inch of your body. With my lips. My tongue. My fingers. And my cock. Now, stand up. And undress for me. Slowly."
My detailed description had shaken her. Not as much as it had me. To say the words out loud got me so hard.
"Right now?"
" Right now."
She hesitated briefly. "Can I pay you extra to get out of this?"
" You forget I'm willing to pay to be able to do it." And that was still true.
" Fine." There was that anger she'd encased her pain in. The one I needed to crush. She stood and began to undress.
" Slower."
She huffed and slowed down and I watched her ass come into view only to clench my eyes shut at seeing red welts. God damn.
"Turn to me." I waited a few seconds and opened my eyes. She stood completely nude hands covering herself.
I looked at her. "Can you guess what I'm going to tell you next?"
She took a deep breath and looked up with only her eyeballs then dropped her arms.
"Very good. So very good. Now come here." I stood and waited for her to obey, my eyes locked on her breasts. The need to adore them took the strength from my legs. She stopped before me, her gaze on my chest. "Undress me now."
She rolled her eyes slowly up to meet mine with a really look. She shook her head a little and began shoving my shirt up over my abs. I leaned a little so she could pull it over my head.
" Get on your knees. And take off my pants."
She dropped to her knees and did as I said, her movements still jerky and pissed. That was okay. For now.
When all of my clothes were off I whispered, "Touch me."
" Where?"
" Everywhere."
" Starting from?"
" My feet. With your lips."
She gave a snort and mumbled as she lowered to the floor and began kissing my feet with hard loud smacks, working her way up my legs. It was difficult not to smile but I really needed to make this count.
"You missed a spot." I pushed her back down to her knees, my hand on her head. "I hope you know I'm being a very kind master right now. And while your ass may be too sore for spanking, your pretty pussy isn't."
I held my cock and waved it at her. "Here, love."
" I know where it is, Jesus, it's not like I can miss it."
" That was my thought. And yet you did."
" I didn't miss it."
" So you disobeyed?"
" I guess you can call it that."
" Now I have to punish you."
" More than you are?"
Fuck. Too bad I wasn 't into masochism because her words and cold tone would be giving me a fucking orgasm. I let more of my Dom surface. "Lay on the couch Tara. On your back."
Like a two year old, she got up and stomped to the couch and laid down like a person in a coffin.
I went over and stood next to her. "Look at me."
She looked at me.
"Open your
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