"Yes, sir." I recognized his gentle warning. He was going to push me this time. Maybe too far…
He kissed me again. The tenderness of his kiss washed away my doubts. I trusted Eddie implicitly. Was he going to hurt me? Yep. Was he going to harm me? No. Never.
Eddie rose and walked around behind me. I couldn't see him and didn’t dare glance over my shoulder. I didn't want to see it coming. Anticipation knotted in my belly. I held my breath as I waited for that first whack.
"Oof!" I exhaled roughly as his palm cracked my butt. It smacked me twice on that side and then hopped to the other. He wasted no time warming up my backside with his big hand. "No! Oh! Ow. Ow!"
"Such a bad, bad girl," Eddie murmured as he beat my ass. "Coming without her master's permission."
"Yes, sir," I sobbed. My ass was on fire. He spanked me harder now and even faster. I lost count of the blows around twenty-five. Still, they kept falling. His hand bounced off my butt cheeks until they were hot and prickling.
I sucked in a shuddery breath as he stopped spanking me but the relief was short-lived. Something scratchy and cold rasped my sensitive ass. A hairbrush, I realized. It had natural bristles that scraped against my skin. "Oh! No! No! Sir, please!"
"What's wrong, Meg? You don't like this?" The brush swept across my blazing hot ass. "But it leaves such pretty white lines on your pink ass."
"No! No! No!"
"Well maybe you'll like this better."
That split-second of warning was all I had before the leather tongues of the flogger descended on my bottom. I squealed in shock. The leather strips smacked my poor butt over and over again. Eddie found a relentless rhythm that left me shaking and sobbing.
"You don't like the flogger either? Then let's give this a try."
I gasped at the sight of the cane rising from the bed. I squeezed my eyes shut and tried not to scream when I felt the first playful tap against the sole of my left foot. Oh, god. Not my foot. Not my foot!
"Canes are interesting," Eddie said as he tapped the cane along my arch and then shifted it to the right foot. The cold wood jumped lightly along my skin and traveled up my thighs. "It's not really the impact that hurts. It's the rush of blood back to those marked areas that really hurts."
"Oh, please, sir." I twisted in my bonds but couldn't escape. "Not the cane, sir. Not the cane."
"But you didn't like the flogger and you didn't like the brush. I suppose I could spank you again but that's so boring." The tip of the cane traveled between my butt cheeks. I clenched as it slid between my pussy lips. He wouldn’t dare, right?
"Ahhh!" I screamed as the cane snapped my butt. I'd heard the whoosh of air before it whacked the fleshiest part of my ass. And—oh, fuck—it hurt so badly! I wiggled and squealed and tried to get free. "Please, sir. No more. No more."
"Well that was only swat, Meg. I think you need at least two to know if it's something you enjoy or not."
"Oh, god. Oh, god. Owww!" The cane kissed my ass again, the hard snap so bright and painful I started to sob. "Please, sir. Blue. Blue."
My safe word spoken, Eddie dropped the cane. His big, warm hand settled on my lower back as he crouched down beside me. He nuzzled my cheek. "Are you all right?"
I sniffled and nodded. "Yes. It was just—"
"Intense?" he guessed.
"Yes."
"Do you want to stop playing? It's fine if you do." He kissed my cheek and caressed my neck. His thumbs wiped away the tears running down my face. "Don't worry. The cane isn't coming out again tonight. I think your sweet little ass had enough."
Assured that we were finished with that experiment, I nodded. "I want to play." My gaze shifted to the swing. "I want to try that."
He smiled and kissed my temple. "In a little bit."
I relaxed as Eddie stood and moved behind me. I expected him to uncuff me but instead he started to kiss my bruised bottom. He was careful with the placement of his hands, keeping them on my thighs or my waist, but his mouth skimmed the stripes the cane had left behind.
When his tongue dipped into my pussy, I sighed and fell forward against the chest. All the tension left my muscles. He lapped at my cunt and swirled his tongue over my clit. He slurped the pink bud between his lips and fluttered his tongue over it. My belly wobbled as he started to get me really hot with that talented tongue of his.
"We're going to try something new, Meg. I think you'll like it."
"Yes, sir." I had an idea of what he hand in mind. I'd seen the small butt plug and the lube on the bed. We'd discussed training my ass for his cock. Apparently tonight was the night we were getting started on that project.
Eddie spurted a dollop of lube on my asshole. I shivered at the cold touch of the gel. He smeared it around my puckered hole and gently worked a finger inside me. The thumb of his other hand strummed my clit, keeping me aroused and teaching me that anal play could feel good—really good.
After spearing me with two fingers for a while, he picked up the small plug and pressed it against my virgin hole. I tensed instinctively but he petted my thigh. "Relax, sugar. Let me in your ass."
I blew out a noisy breath and willed my body to accept the invading toy. The tapered end entered my ass. Very slowly, Eddie pushed it forward. His thumb continued to rub my clit as the widest part of the plug plopped inside me. Fully seated in my ass, the plug stretched my hole. I wiggled and wasn't sure I liked it very much.
"How does it feel?"
"Weird, sir."
"But not painful?"
I shook my head. "No, sir. Just weird."
"Let me know if it's uncomfortable or starts to hurt."
"Yes, sir."
Eddie walked around to the front of the chest and unzipped his jeans. He freed his cock and stroked the impressive length. "Suck me, Meg. Get me nice and hard so I can fuck your wet cunt."
"Yes, sir." This I was only too happy to do.
Down on all fours and bound to the chest, I experienced the thrill of submission. I wrapped my lips around his cock and lavished him with oral attention. My tongue fluttered over the head of his dick and then painted his stiff length with my saliva. He shifted a little so I could swipe my tongue across his balls. I sucked them gently, just the way he liked.
He moaned softly and pumped his hips when I started to bob on his cock. I had to stretch to take him deeper. The awkwardness of being restrained left me less than graceful. He stepped closer, easing the strain on my neck.
With his cock buried in my mouth, I smiled up at him, silently thanking him. He stroked my cheek and thrust his cock even deeper in my throat, pinging my gag reflex. Even as I experienced that shudder of panic, I couldn't help but be amused. Eddie showed me such tenderness one second and then gave me nothing but roughness a moment later.
Eddie fucked my mouth hard enough to make my cuffs rattle. Every jolt caused by his dick sliding deep in my throat made my clit pulse. White-hot flares sparked in my belly. I started to get really wet and excited. Moaning, I sucked his cock with enthusiasm.
When Eddie pulled free from my mouth, his cock throbbed in time with his pulse. I licked my lips and waited to see what he would do. Eddie made quick work of uncuffing my wrists and ankles. He picked me up, tossed me over his shoulder like a Neanderthal and carried me to the swing.
My belly flip-flopped when he tossed me into the strangle leather contraption. I hissed as my red hot ass touched the cold, padded seat. The quick movement made the swing sway. I gripped the closest straps and held on for dear life.
"Easy," Eddie said and chuckled. He picked up the big wand vibrator and switched its cord to the closest plug. "This swing will hold three hundred plus pounds. I promise you. Your skinny little ass is safe."
I glared at him. "Thanks for the reassurance, sir."
He snorted and tweaked my nipple. "Behave, Meg, or I might decide not to give you that reward."
Duly chastised, I nodded. "Yes, sir."
He helped me slide my arms and legs into place. The leather and
chain contraption had stirrups for my feet and places for my hands to grip. He made a quick adjustment on the legs, shortening the length of chain so my feet rested comfortably. I couldn't help but wonder what taller woman had been in this swing before me.
It really bummed me out to think of Eddie with some other woman, someone more sophisticated and mature, someone more confident and educated in her sexuality. Someone who could give him things I couldn't.
"What's wrong, sugar?" Eddie tilted my chin. His concerned expression made me feel a little guilty. "You seem to have gone somewhere else."
I shrugged. "It's nothing, sir. I'm fine."
He narrowed his gaze. "What was one of the first lessons I taught you, Meg? We always tell the truth in here. It's the only way this arrangement works. It's the only way we can play and keep it safe and consensual."
I dropped my gaze, suddenly embarrassed to admit how insecure I felt. "When you adjusted the swing, I started to wonder about the woman who sat in it before me."
"Hell," Eddie swore. "Meg, I'm with you now. That's all that matters. We both have histories. Mine's just a little longer and more involved than yours."
He had a point. "All right."
"And, Meg?" He tipped my chin and forced me to meet his adoring gaze. "Your backside is the only one that's ever touched this leather. I had to adjust it because it's never been used."
"But this room—"
"Was designed for my pleasure, yes." He inhaled slowly and shrugged. "I just hadn't found the right woman to bring back here to explore it with me. I preferred to keep things in the clubs or private parties. It was less complicated that way. You know how I like to keep things simple. If I had sex, even just plain vanilla sex, it was always at my date's house. I didn't bring women back here."
I reeled at his confession. I glanced at the bed where he'd taken my virginity and shown me such exquisite pleasure. Those sheets had known me alone. "Only me?"
He smiled and caressed my neck. His lips lowered and touched mine. "Only you, Meg."
Our lips met in a shockingly sweet kiss. Considering how trussed up I was in the leather swing, it was a rather odd juxtaposition of kink and innocence. Of course, Eddie quickly took control again and all that sweetness and innocence fled. His punishing kisses left me breathless and shaky. His rough palms roamed my naked skin. The dull ache of my bruised ass was forgotten as his hands stoked the flames of my lust.
When his cock nudged my pussy and finally entered me, I gasped with surprise. The plug firmly seated in my ass made it an even tighter fit than usual. He soothingly petted my inner thigh. "You okay?"
I wiggled my hips. "Yes, sir."
"Feeling a bit stretched?" he guessed.
"Uh-huh. Sir," I quickly added to avoid another punishment.
His lips twitched with amusement at my quick recovery. He pushed his cock deep inside me and lifted the vibrator to my clit. When he flicked it on, I groaned and tightly gripped the leather straps. "You were such a good girl tonight, Meg. I want you to come as many times as you'd like. You come until you pass out, sugar."
"Oh, god." I dropped my head back against the leather webbing and hoped to hell he was joking about the passing out thing. I figured that would be the most embarrassing way to end up in the emergency room. I could just imagine telling the triage nurse my tale of almost-death by orgasm.
"Oh! Oh!" My exclamation of pure bliss ricocheted off the ceiling and walls. That damn vibrator blasted my clit with such strong tremors. It was futile to fight the building sensations. Eddie was in control again. All I could do was surrender and feel and enjoy.
So I did. Eddie fucked me like some wild beast. His fat cock impaled my cunt again and again, each stroke more deliciously perfect than the last. The vibrating ball drove me crazy. I came with a strangled groan, my pussy clenching his dick and my slick cum coating his cock.
The swing jangled as it swayed back and forth. Because he didn’t have to support his weight or mine, Eddie could take me as fast and deep as he liked. When my first orgasm started to dip, he started taking me with long, slow thrusts. He wiggled the vibrator side to side over my swollen clit and coaxed another orgasm out of me.
And then another and another and another until I lost track. I became a vibrating, pulsing ball of absolute bliss. I sobbed and clutched at him as he fucked me senseless. I couldn’t tell where one climax ended and the next began. It was simply wave after undulating wave of pure pleasure.
Eddie thrust so deep I was nearly jolted out of the swing. His cock jerked inside me and flooded my pussy with his searing cum. I held tight to his thick, corded arms and welcomed the weight of him when he fell forward against me. I cradled his head against my shoulder and kissed his cheek. We both huffed and panted and slowly regained our ability to breathe normally.
It was Eddie who laughed first, the sound so rich and throaty it infected me. I giggled madly as the wildness of our mating overwhelmed me.
"Oh, Eddie," I said, still breathless. "That was amazing."
"I can't feel my toes, Meg." He laughed even harder and kissed my breast. "I don’t think I've ever come that hard."
I ran my hand over his shaved head and kissed his forehead. "Well—there's always next time."
He chuckled against my breath. "Woman, if the sex keeps getting better, you're going to kill me."
"It's a good way to go, right?"
"Can't think of a better one." He flicked off the vibrator and placed it on the closest shelf of the entertainment center. "What do you say we shower and head downstairs for a bite to eat?"
"Works for me."
Eddie carefully lifted me out of the swing and set me on my feet. I swayed against him. He slid an arm around my waist to steady me. "You okay?"
I leaned my cheek against his chest and grinned happily. "Never been better."
The End…For Now!
Eddie's Cuffs 3
Roxie Rivera
CHAPTER ONE
"Will you quit squirming?"
I glared at Eddie from the front passenger seat of his SUV. "I can't! This damn thing in my ass is driving me crazy."
Eddie glanced at me as we barreled down the highway. "If you had finished packing last night, you wouldn't be wearing that plug right now, would you?"
I frowned and crossed my arms. "No," I admitted grudgingly.
"You broke the rules. I punished you. End of story."
I looked out the window and silently mimicked Eddie's infuriating sternness. So. Okay. Yes. He was right. Yes, he'd warned me about screwing around and not getting my overnight bag packed for our trip to Mom and Jack's for Thanksgiving. And, okay, sure I did choose to go out with my friends and sort of forgot to pack until this morning—when I woke up half an hour late. Still…making me wear this stupid plug in my ass was just too mean.
"Quit pouting."
I turned toward him and grinned as big and bright as I could manage. "Better, warden?"
"Keep pushing me, Meg." He yawned and rubbed the back of his neck. Suddenly, I felt like a jackass. He'd been out all night on a crazy SWAT call with some monster who had barricaded himself in his house with two toddlers. The guy had threatened to kill the two kids. It was awful. Eddie and his team managed to talk him down and get the kids out safely.
"I'm sorry." I reached over and grasped his hand. "I'm being really childish. Do you want to pull over and let me drive? I can tell you're tired."
He squeezed my hand. "I'm fine. Besides," he added with a teasing grin, "I've seen you drive."
"Hey! I'm not that bad."
"Meg, I work in SWAT, and I almost pissed my pants the last time you drove us to a movie."
I rolled my eyes. "Oh, please. That light was totally yellow."
"I'm sure it was. But, again, yellow means slow down. It doesn't mean hit the gas." He shook his head. "That car almost ended up in my lap."
I snorted at his exaggeration. "Yeah. Okay."
He flicked my bare thigh with his fingers. "It's true."
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bsp; "Ow." Now it was my turn to be melodramatic. The little snap was nothing compared to the spankings and floggings Eddie had given me when we played. It was hard to believe it had only been such a few short months since we'd started secretly seeing one another. I'd gone from a lily-white virgin to wearing a small anal plug while we drove to my mother's house. Wild, right?
"So this thing between us," Eddie said carefully.
"Yeah?"
"Are we telling your mother and my brother or are we keeping it quiet a little longer?"
I sighed as the weight of the question settled onto my shoulders. "Honestly, I think Mom would handle it okay. She's always been fairly pragmatic about these kinds of things. I mean, we're not actually related. I was almost out of high school when Mom and Jack got married. It's not as if we knew each other when I was really young or anything pervy like that."
"Hell no!" Eddie seemed aghast at the thought. "It's the age thing I worry about most. You're not even nineteen. I'm inching closer to forty."
"Forty?" I laughed. "You're thirty-four! We've had this discussion before, Eddie. I'm good with the age spread. You're good with the age spread. We're making it work."
"So you want to come clean with your mom and Jack?"
"No." My eyes widened. "Not at Thanksgiving dinner, Eddie. If Jack takes it badly or if Mom reacts differently than I expect, we could ruin the holidays."
"So after the New Year?"
I nodded. "After the New Year."
"Okay. Well—now that's out of the way. Pull up your skirt and show me your pussy."
I gasped at his brazen instruction. "But we're on the highway!'
"And?"
"And?" I glanced around the cab of his SUV. My gaze skipped to the empty lane on our right. "A car could pull up next to us! What if someone sees me?"
"They'll see the hottest, tightest, pinkest pussy this side of the Mississippi."
My face flushed at his rather tawdry compliment. His gaze skipped from the road to my lap and then to my face. I gulped and lifted my skirt with trembling hands. My nipples buzzed and pulled tight into hard peaks as the excitement and illicit thrill of what I was doing settled low in my chest. This was dirty in a good way.
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