VelvetTricks,SinfulTreats

by VJ

  “Kendra!” The flogger paused, and she whimpered in distress.

  “No, don’t stop, please, Master…” She felt almost incoherent, drowning in need.

  “I asked you a question.” His voice was implacable and he withheld the stinging pleasure she craved. “Can you come like this?” He dragged the handle of the flogger firmly through her slit. It slid easily over her saturated flesh and she shuddered, arching to maintain contact as long as possible.

  “I don’t know,” she whispered. Later she thought she might be embarrassed or even disturbed that she was so close to getting off from a spanking. Now all she knew was that she needed it more than she needed air to breathe.

  “Let’s see, then.” He redoubled his efforts. Not an inch of her was left untouched. The flogging seemed never ending, one blow blending into another until her entire body was a throbbing mass of sensual agony.

  “Can you come like this?” His voice was rougher now, as if the flogging were affecting him too.

  She wanted to come, strained for it, but it remained like the brass ring of a carousel, just beyond her reach.

  “Tell me, dammit!” His words were another lash and she answered immediately, jerking under the sensations.

  “No, Master!” It was a wail of distress. “Please, Master Sin, I can’t come like this. Help me.”

  The leather of the pommel horse was wet beneath her cheek, and Kendra realized she was crying. Master Sin heard her gasping sobs and it seemed that something broke loose in him too.

  She dimly heard the thump as the flogger hit the floor. Then she heard nothing but the sharp crack of his hand on her ass. Sharper and hotter he spanked her, focusing his blows on her pussy, sliding in the honey that flowed freely from her.

  “Come for me,” he gritted. God, she wished she could see him. See the molten silver of his eyes. “Come!” he commanded, and she was so close.

  “I’m trying, Master.” Her voice was provocative, even to her. “Help me.”

  “Fuck,” he snarled and the next blow was accompanied by two rough, wide fingers thrusting into her channel.

  “Come now!” The edge of his spanking palm caught her clit, squeezing it against the leather of the horse. His fingers corkscrewed into her pussy, stretching her with an irresistible burn. And she came.

  It was like being caught in a star gone supernova. An implosion, a gathering of energy, then the most spectacular explosion of sensation, ripping from the top of her head to the soles of her feet.

  She screamed. She heard it but couldn’t believe it. Kendra wasn’t a screamer. Wasn’t a particularly noisy lover at all. But Master Sin drew scream after scream from her burning throat as he drew out her pleasure until finally there was no more. No more breath to scream. No more energy to feel the convulsions rocking her core.

  Chapter Six

  Sin barely kept himself on his feet. Kendra’s cries were driving him fucking crazy. He knew how to make a woman come. He was damn good at it. But he’d never, ever driven a woman to the heights he’d just seen his Red attain. Her pleasure was spine-tingling. He felt such a sense of power and humility all at once. This woman did trust him to give her pleasure, taking what he gave into herself, then turning it back on him threefold. He’d never had a woman come so quickly for him before, nor did he ever remember being rocked to the core by a lover’s reaction to his ministrations.

  Sin ripped open his pants, the force sending the first button skittering across the room. His dick popped out through the opening, but the freedom offered no relief. His cock head was swollen to unnatural proportions, dripping pre-cum from the tip down the sides. The ring was drawn tight, another rarity. He usually had to tighten the damn thing up, but not this time. Not with this woman. His woman.

  He knew it was insane to think such things, but tonight he couldn’t resist. In this place, in this moment, she was his and only his. He moved his hands gently over her reddened behind. Rich pink lines rose where the flogger’s tails had marked her. She shivered and pushed into his caress, and tremors shot through Sin at the way she responded to him even now, after such an intense spanking.

  “You did beautifully, baby girl.” His voice was husky and he winced. He’d been affected just as much as she, if not more, by her orgasm.

  Sin went to his knees behind her, spreading her puffy pink lips with both hands. Her cream coated not only her skin but the pommel as well. He needed to taste her, to glide his tongue along her hot flesh and know her scent.

  “I’m going to lick your cunt, Red.”

  She answered on a sharp gasp, “Ohmigod. Oh yes, Master.”

  His lips grazed her pussy. He smoothed them gently back and forth, learning the shape of her outer lips before moving along her slit, the tip of his tongue sinking into her entrance. He pulled back and savored her sweet taste. Licking his lips, he moved back in for more of her honey, putting his hands on her full ass cheeks to pull them apart, giving him even deeper access to her most intimate folds. He went deeper and deeper, driving his tongue from her clit to her tight ass, rimming both holes and drawing a cry from her with this most intimate of kisses. Her taste drew him like no other flavor he’d ever experienced.

  He wanted to feel her explode on his tongue, to capture her essence and hold it forever. She was intoxicating and Sin’s normal iron control cracked a bit as he allowed his own moan to escape and join hers. He turned his head, grinding his chin against her flushed, swollen clit as his tongue pumped inside her, stabbing hard, as he was going to do with his cock.

  “Master Sin…please, may I come?” He heard the question but wasn’t quite prepared to stop tasting her for long enough to answer. He captured her clit between his lips, sucking it between his teeth while flicking the tip with his tongue, and pushed two fingers back inside her. He crooked his fingers, making short, controlled thrusts over the tender spot inside her.

  “Ohmigod…what are you doing to me?” Her voice was barely above a whisper, ragged from her sobbing breaths.

  He let go of her clit just long enough to rasp, “Come for me, Red,” then sucked hard as his fingers made pass after pass over that sensitive spot inside her. He felt the hard contractions against his fingers, the rich cream flooding her passage, and he quickly pulled them out, replacing them with his mouth. He drew out her orgasm, drew out the creamy honey of her arousal, drinking her down as she screamed out her pleasure.

  Sin dropped back to sit on his heels once he’d taken all she had to give, struck dumb by her, by his reaction to her. A rare thing indeed. He licked his lips and stretched up to scrape his teeth over her swollen folds, savoring her taste.

  “Damn, baby girl, I could go down on you all day and still not have enough.” His voice was disturbingly rough and shaky. He only hoped she was blown away enough not to notice it. He decided he was safe when she simply sighed, “Master…” between ragged, hitching breaths.

  He stayed on his knees for a long moment, collecting himself and giving them both a brief respite.

  Kendra’s mind was adrift on a sea of pleasure. Her body felt as limp as overcooked noodles. Her pussy throbbed and ached, and Kendra realized that this was the first time she’d truly orgasmed with a partner. Oh, she could get herself there just fine, but no lover had ever inspired more than a sweet tremor of pleasure. Certainly not two orgasms that knocked all rational thought out of her head, made her whine and stretch, beg and plead.

  A lightbulb seemed to go off in her brain as Kendra realized the experience had been so intense because she truly was a submissive. She craved Sin’s touch, but more, she craved his domination. She craved the safety of letting him make the decisions, of letting him see to her pleasure. And she knew with absolute certainty that he would see to her pleasure.

  She slowly began to bring her breathing under control. Ce and Megan were going to expect every little detail and Kendra found that she didn’t want to share her experience with anyone else. This was private, something just between her and Sin. A memory only they would sha
re.

  He touched her hair, then bent down and removed the cuffs from the pommel. He went to the back and released her legs. She heard more scuffling behind her, then he was back by her head. His hands skimmed her sides.

  “I’m going to help you stand. Your body has been through a lot, so if you need to lean on me, do it.”

  “Yes, Master.” She allowed him to pull her shoulders up, then the rest of her followed. He’d been right, she was trembling from head to toe. But it wasn’t from being tired—it was excitement about what would happen next.

  She didn’t have to wait long. He clipped her still-cuffed wrists together in front of her and guided her onto a thick, soft mat that he’d placed on the floor.

  “On your knees, Red.” His order was harsh and Kendra couldn’t help but think she’d somehow managed to do something wrong.

  Sin helped her to her knees and she inhaled as she came face-to-face for the first time with his erection. She looked up at him. His face could have been carved from stone, a beautiful, harsh statue.

  “Have I displeased you, Master?” She hated the wobble in her voice and hated even more the emotion that had put it there. She might have discovered the glory of being a sub, but she was also quickly learning that there was an unpleasant vulnerability on the flip side.

  “It’s not possible for you to displease me, baby girl.” His voice was as hard as his face but his hands on her cheeks were gentle. His eyes blazed.

  She opened her mouth to question him further but he cut her off, placing his finger over her lips.

  “No more questions. No more words. Wrap your beautiful lips around my cock and suck me.”

  Kendra pulled his pants down to his calves, awkward because of her bound hands and his boots. His hard-on hit her cheek. His arousal wetted her skin, making her mouth water. Bringing up her bound hands, she grasped him by the root, her eyes never leaving his. She brushed her closed mouth across his tip and Sin closed his eyes. His head fell back on his shoulders.

  Kendra dragged her thumbs up his shaft, along the underside, while she wetted her lips with his pre-cum. She was teasing him and knew she might be punished for it later. Hell, she hoped she would be punished for it later. But for now she was going to learn every ridge, every dip and every pulsing vein wrapping the length of his cock.

  She dropped her hands to his heavy sac, testing the weight in her palm, squeezing it lightly. The adjustable cock ring caught her eye.

  The round piece of rubber appeared way too tight, painfully so.

  “Master, would you like me to loosen this?” she asked, one finger touching the band and circling it.

  “Enough!” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Wrap your mouth around me now, Kendra, or so help me I will have your ass.”

  Sin opened his eyes for long enough to see the small smile of satisfaction on Kendra’s face. Her mouth opened and, almost in slow motion, she moved her head forward, taking the head of his cock into her mouth. Her eyes never left his. Her innocent golden gaze tore at him and he closed his eyes against it, but even that wasn’t enough.

  “Fuck.” He drew back, catching her chin to keep her from following him. He stripped out of his boots, tossing them into the corner, and pulled his pants up to his hips. Striding quickly to a small chest against one wall, he dragged out a blue silk scarf, which he quickly folded lengthwise.

  Kendra sat on her knees watching him curiously. There was no fear in her eyes, not even a hint of the nerves that had so shaken her earlier. No, that golden gaze was pure trust and it was pure hell on his control.

  Moving behind her, he wrapped the scarf over her eyes, blindfolding her. He stepped back in front of her and just stared for a moment. She was a visual feast. Loose, tumbling curls sparking golden-brown around her shoulders, wrapping around her luscious breasts and playing hide-and-seek with her swollen red nipples. The little red horns that had somehow stayed perched in her hair marked her for what she was—a devil, a demon who’d taken possession of him, body and soul. The sky blue of the blindfold contrasted beautifully with the pale cream of her skin, made the deep rose of her lips even richer.

  He was her Master. It was his duty to see to her pleasure, and that meant keeping his own under control. And how the fuck was he supposed to do that?

  He thrust his leathers back down to his knees. Threading his hands in her hair, he led her mouth back to his cock and held on, allowing her the time to explore him.

  “Now suck me, Red.”

  Tiny pulses of sensation shot from his tip as she licked around his crown. He grew impossibly harder as she pulled lightly at his cock head, and he growled, “Suck me, Red. Quit playing.” She hummed against his shaft, the vibration nearly undoing him, then, hollowing her cheeks, she sucked him in, hard and deep. Sin tangled his hands roughly in her hair, held her harder and thrust deeper still until he felt her start to gag.

  “Relax, baby girl. Relax your throat, and when you feel me there, swallow.” Slowly, he set up a rhythm that she could take, and a dance of lips and tongue and throbbing cock emerged. Kendra licking him bottom to top, top to bottom, like her favorite candy stick. Sin pumping into her mouth, shallow at first, then deeper. She learned to relax a little more each time and his thick cock sank deeper with each thrust.

  Every muscle went tight and he found himself moving into her rhythm, rocking onto the balls of his feet as her sweet, sinful mouth took him deeper, higher. She pulled back, running her open mouth down his shaft, nuzzling the base of his cock, then lower. He opened his legs more, as much as his pants would allow, and she burrowed deeper, licking that hot little tongue over his balls, dancing it over the rubber of the cock ring, then rubbing it over the satiny smooth skin just behind them. Her tongue was as hot as he’d imagined it would be. It left little fires everywhere it touched his flesh.

  “Fuck, Kendra,” he growled, arching with the pleasure, thanking God for the ring that kept him from spending then and there.

  His hands knotted in her hair as she wrapped her bound hands around his shaft. The soft leather of her cuffs was unbearably abrasive against his groin. She pulled along his shaft, surprisingly rough, surprisingly perfect, and took one swollen testis into her mouth, sucking just hard enough. Just hard enough to blow the top off his head. Just hard enough to send his cum shooting from his balls in a scalding surge down the length of his dick to explode over her hands.

  Blindly he clutched at her, lost to anything but the feel of her mouth on him. Blindly she pulled back, somehow directing the ropes of burning cum across her breasts. The sight pushed his orgasm higher. His seed spattered her chest, decorated her gorgeous nipples like liquid pearls. Sin gritted his teeth, closed his eyes and let himself fly, drowning at the sight of his cum lying shiny and thick on her fair skin.

  When he opened his eyes, she’d found his cock with her mouth again and was licking, cleaning away the evidence of his loss of control. Drinking him down. Gentling him.

  He unwound his hands from her hair with a little tug and pulled out of her mouth with a soft pop.

  “Master?” He wondered if she whispered because of his order not to talk or because her throat was tender from his deep thrusting.

  “Yes, baby girl?”

  “You’re still so hard…” She trailed off, and her lip trembled a bit.

  “It’s the cock ring,” he explained. “I’ll stay hard until I take it off.” He used his hands in her hair to guide her down to a sitting position on the mat. “And I won’t be taking it off for quite a while yet,” he added.

  “Lie back, Kendra.” He watched as she obeyed. “Now bring your knees up, hands above your head.” She complied, stretching her bound hands over her head and allowing her knees to fall open. Her body flushed a rosy pink as Sin said nothing, but continued to stare. He’d never seen a more beautiful sight than this woman lying before him like an ancient sacrifice.

  Her beautifully full body was made to cradle him, to take him in deep and rock with him. Sin kicked off his pants and
tossed them aside. He went to his knees and moved in close, pushing her thighs still farther apart with his hips, making a place for himself. Leaning over her, Sin grasped his cock in one hand, poised at her entrance. He placed his other palm on her cheek in a gesture of tenderness and possession, then he moved in, letting his dick slide home.

  Nothing had ever felt so right. She clasped him like a silken vise, tiny, secret muscles clamping down along the length of his shaft, dragging a deep grunt of satisfaction from his chest.

  “Oh fuck, Red,” Sin gasped when her hips rose, taking him deeper into her plush heat. She filled his head—her sounds and her scent. He wasn’t able to look away from her. The silk of her blindfold was darker, wet with sweat or tears. Her cheeks were round and soft, flushed with pleasure, and her mouth was a ripe, red temptation he just wasn’t strong enough to resist.

  Sin fell on her, catching her legs in a grip he knew would leave bruises and feeling a primal rush of satisfaction at the thought of her bearing his marks. He dragged her closer, wrapped her legs around his waist, and lunged in to taste her lips for the first time. The moment his tongue slid across hers, Sin knew he was a fucking goner. Her mouth melded perfectly to his in a kiss that left him lost in space—there was no control, no cold, calculated seduction of her body.

  There was only thunder and lightning, fire and rain, as the kiss deepened further. Sin began to rock his hips in time to the irresistible beat in his blood.

  Kendra was drowning in a desire so stark she felt raw. Part of her wanted to run from Sin, the other part wanted never to let him go. How could she ever go back to life as usual after this night? God, she had been such a fool to think she could have a casual encounter with a man like Sin.

  Everywhere he touched, every word he spoke, carved a deeper notch in her heart. He was made to take her, to touch her, to dominate her. The idea of this being the only time she’d feel him inside her made her stomach clench painfully. She stuffed down the stray thought, determined to enjoy all the pleasure Sin was showing her.