The Sub Who Switched [Doms and Acquaintances 3] (Siren Publishing Allure) by Jennifer Denys

one of her areola, rolling the nipple between finger and thumb. “Want some?”
    All he could do was nod eagerly.
    She dropped her hand. “You will have to wait.” She then pulled off her thong and straddled him, facing his cock. The stilettos of her boots were perilously close to his head, and he lifted his chin to avoid them. With her hands on either side of his body, she then pushed her pussy back until she hovered over his mouth. Looking around, she demanded, “Put your tongue in my pussy, lover. Lick me. If I like it, I’ll touch you.”
    He had no problems with this request and reached out with his tongue to her pink folds, licking firstly the cream trickling out of her before sucking the delicate area with relish. He grinned. She was clearly turned on by being a Dominatrix. He faltered for a moment, wondering if this was a one-off, or if she would want to keep doing this afterward. And if she did, did he really want someone domineering him constantly?
    “Slave—are you having problems finding my pussy?”
    Chuckling quietly to himself, he continued his ministrations, dipping into her sheath, his nose deeply breathing in her delicious scent.
    “Very good. And now I’ll reward you.” She then proceeded to grip his hard cock and, lowering her head, licked the pre-cum from his tiny hole.
    He jolted in response, but managed to continue swirling his tongue in her pussy. Dammit, why isn’t she as excited by this as I am ? Why couldn’t he make her shudder like she made him? Then he was undone when she sucked long and hard on his cock, taking him in deep, almost to the back of her throat, sucking up his length, the end popping out of her mouth with an audible sound. “Shit. Ellie…” His head went back as his whole body wrenched up as if to keep her mouth on him.
    Ellie stood, twirling around raising a leg over his body so she could face him. “Refusing to service me are you? That calls for a punishment.” Suddenly he saw she had a ruler in her hand and his heart beat harder. How many more things does she have in that bag ? She smacked it against her hand. It made a vicious sound, and his mouth went dry as he jumped. He watched, his fear rising as she moved toward his legs. Dear God, where was she going to hit him? His thighs? His cock?
    It was neither. She dipped and swiped at his buttocks. Jesus. It stung. He jerked away. She must have noticed as the next one was softer, but still hard. He managed not to flinch. Three more hits followed, his butt tightening with each one. How long was she going to do this? Then she stopped and waited, and he became aware of the fact that he actually wanted her to continue, just not quite so hard.
    Dropping the ruler, she knelt down leaning over his face. “Are you ready to apologize?”
    “Yes, Mistress. I am sorry for stopping.” He meant every word.
    She must have noticed, because she dropped a quick kiss on his lips and, after putting a condom on him, she straddled him again, this time facing him as she reached down between her legs to guide his cock into her sopping pussy, which was so tight he doubted he could enter her, his arousal being so strong.
    “Oh God, Ellie. Mistress.” He took a deep breath and could feel her tense above him. “Ellie, sweetheart. Slow down a minute, take it slowly.” He felt her breathe out, and slowly her pussy expanded as gravity forced her down until he was in all the way. He could feel her clenching around him. “Oh dear God, that feels good! So good. If you promise to stay like this forever I’ll marry you on the spot.”
    Her eyebrows rose into her fringe and her voice sounded like the old Ellie. “Really?”
    “Yes, but you’ll have to move first, or I will die before I’ve reached nirvana.”
    Reaching up, Ellie squashed his cheeks between her finger and thumb, back in Domme mode. “Sub—I’m warning you, don’t try to top me!”
    He was contrite around her fingers. “Sorry, Mistress.”
    She laughed, removing her