Lucy took a deep breath, opened her mouth, closed it again and then said in a rush, “I love you.”
Lake threw back his head and laughed.
“Considering how hard I know that was for you to say, I think I’m the luckiest man in the world right now. I love you too, Lucy. I’m going to collar you and keep you forever. Any objections?”
“None.”
“Good. Now, bend over the table and let’s wait for Eric, because before I do any of those other things, I have to punish you.”
She nodded and assumed the position that he’d indicated. She’d never been happier to wait for a punishment in her whole life.
Chapter Sixteen
Lucy was surprised that not only did Eric come in, but he brought Ty and Chess with him.
“I didn’t say I wasn’t going to watch,” Ty said. “A small test of your trust. And I thought it only fair that Chess got to see you get punished too, since he got his ass whipped for disobeying the rules.”
Lucy nodded.
“I’m so sorry, Chess.”
“It’s all right, Lucy. It was my fault. I disobeyed my Master.”
“No, I…”
Ty held up his hand. “Enough. We won’t mention it again after tonight.”
Lucy laid her head down on the table, facing the three men. When Lake moved up behind her and trailed the leather across her behind she willed herself to relax. She knew that tensing up would only make the strokes more painful.
When Lake finally trailed the leather over her behind, she closed her eyes and whispered, “I’m ready, Master.”
The first stroke stung and Lucy bit back a cry. By the fifth stroke, her eyes watered. Lake flogged her with even precision, the strands landing on her behind and the back of her thighs. Each strike stung a little more than the last one, and Lucy lost count. Lake hadn’t asked her to keep track of them, and she wondered how many he would give her.
She closed her eyes and willed control over herself. It didn’t matter how many he gave her. She deserved them. She’d done wrong. She’d not only disobeyed him, she’d embarrassed him in front of the club. She would take her punishment as he saw fit.
After a few minutes, the severity of the strikes lessened. The leather teasing her skin ‑‑ skin she knew must be red with marks. Then, Lake picked up the pace again, landing a few more heavy strokes before gently caressing Lucy’s back.
“Enough, Vixen.” His voice was tender and Lucy nodded.
She opened her eyes in time to see Ty kiss Chess’s forehead, then move the sub’s hand to his Master’s crotch. After a minute of caressing, Ty stood and led Chess from the room.
“I’ll leave you two alone,” Eric said. “Call me tomorrow.”
He left without waiting for an answer.
Lucy shivered when Lake caressed her behind.
“I want to fuck you, Vixen. Do you remember what you said you would do?”
“Please, Master. Please fuck me. I’m begging you. I’ll be good.”
Lake trailed his fingers up and down Lucy’s back.
“Do you remember what I said when we started this?”
“Yes, Master, that penetration required trust.”
“I think we have that now.”
She could hear Lake undressing. She wanted to jump up, kneel in front of him, and suck him deep into her mouth. But more than that, she wanted him to fuck her, wanted to feel him pulsing deep inside her body.
“Lie back on the table.”
Lucy did as he asked. She grimaced as her sore behind came into contact with the table. When he centered himself above her, she bracketed his thighs with her own.
“Fuck me, please, Master.”
“Do you know how hard that earlier scene was for me? I wasn’t sure if it would work.”
“That was your idea?”
“Mine and Ty’s. I had to trust him to handle it just right.”
“You trusted him, and I trusted you.”
“Trust goes both ways, baby.”
He positioned his cock at the opening of her pussy.
“You’re so fucking wet for me.”
“Yes,” Lucy gasped, pushing her hips toward him in invitation. “Yes. Fuck me.”
He gently pushed inside her and pulled back when she giggled.
“What are you laughing about, huh?”
“Ty would kill us if he knew we were having sex in here. That’s supposed to be a no-no.”
“Well, I can guarantee you that Ty is fucking Chess right now, so I don’t think he’ll care.”
He pushed back inside her and gently kissed her lips.
“More.” Lucy bucked up against him.
Lake rewarded her by pushing in more, then pulling back out.
“Beg me. Just like you said you would.”
“Fuck me, Master. Fuck me, please! Make me yours. Fuck me, I’m begging you! Please!”
Lucy’s groans filled the room, and turned to sighs of pleasure when Lake pushed himself all the way inside her. He kissed her, and then began to fuck her with hard, swift thrusts. Each time he plunged his cock further inside her until Lucy thought she would die of pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” she whispered against his chest.
“Don’t you dare. Not yet. You’re mine, Lucy, all mine. You’ll come when I allow it.” He thrust harder, sending Lucy’s clit into spasms of pleasure. Each thrust sent her clit into her piercing, increasing her pleasure until she thought she couldn’t stand it anymore.
“Master! Please!” She gripped his hips harder and when he groaned and said, “Now,” in a guttural tone she came with him, and she knew Lake was right. They were made for each other. They belonged together. And nothing would ever pull her away from him.
He collapsed on top of her and she kissed his shoulder.
“So good,” he whispered, trailing his lips across her neck. “So fucking good. My beautiful, little Vixen.”
He rose up on his elbows and their gazes locked.
“My strong, virile Master.”
“Do you want to move into my house, or sell it and buy a new one?”
Lucy blushed. “Your house is fine.”
“Good. We’ll move your things tomorrow. But we need to go and get my truck ASAP. I don’t want to leave it sitting for too long.”
“I’m off on Saturday, unless Briscoe fires me between now and then.”
“Saturday it is. We’ll get Eric to go and see if we can stay in our friend’s cabin overnight. That way, we can top you together. Would you like that, Vix?”
“Yes, Master. I’d like that very much.”
“Good. ’Cause I know just the perfect thing. Just the right mixture of pain and pleasure to get my Lucy off.”
“Your Lucy.” She felt his cock swell against her pussy.
“My Lucy.” He kissed her gently and then began to thrust his hips against hers. When he quickly stood up, she said, “No, Master, don’t leave me.”
“Up, Lucy. Come and bend over the table so I can take you from behind.”
She scampered into position. She heard the pad of his feet as he walked to the wall of toys. He was back seconds later, attaching a small weight to her slave ring.
“Oh, Master. Too much pressure. Please, no.”
“Hush. No talking.”
He thrust inside her, and soon, the only sound in the room was the hard slap of their flesh as he beat their bodies together in a steady, harsh rhythm. Each movement sent the weight jiggling, and drove sweet tendrils of torture through Lucy’s clit.
“I need to come,” she whispered.
Lake slapped her ass. “Did I say you could talk? Silence, subbie.”
He thrust harder, grasping her hips as he thrust deeper and deeper.
“Master! I can’t…”
Lake slapped her ass twice more and Lucy bit her lips to stay silent. He fucked her long and hard, until Lucy thought she would die of pleasure. Then, when she thought that he would last forever, he trailed his hand over the
body and tugged gently on the weight.
“Come.” Lucy shot off like a rocket, gripping Lake’s cock inside her and pushing herself against him.
“More, more, more, more. Oh Master! More!”
She felt Lake’s hot seed spread inside her and was grateful for the second time that day that she’d never stopped taking the pill.
“All mine,” Lake whispered against her shoulder. “All mine.”
She turned her face to his and kissed him, plundering his mouth with her tongue.
“Are you always going to be so forward, Vixen?”
“Count on it, Master.”
“Good. More reasons for punishment.”
He turned her over and removed the weight from her ring. She moaned when his tongue gently lapped at her clit.
“Feel better?”
“Tremendously.”
Lake lifted his head and gave her a stern look.
“I mean, tremendously, Master.”
“Hmm. We’re going to have to work on that. Your obedience has been lacking of late.”
Lucy melted under his smile.
Chapter Seventeen
The cool feel of the wind snaked around Lucy’s body. The breeze wrapped itself around her breasts, moved down her body, and caressed her pussy. She shivered and inhaled sharply.
“Be quiet,” Lake said. “No sound whatsoever.”
It was just after midnight and she was laying spread-eagle on the picnic table in Lake’s backyard, her legs dangling off the sides, her arms held straight.
Lake sat nearby under a tree, watching her. She wondered how long she’d been there. She knew it had been at least fifteen minutes, but no more than thirty. Or had it?
The more time passed, the more excited she became. Her pussy tingled, wetness dripping from her slit. And her nipples were hard little rocks.
She focused on the twinkling stars above her. It was torture to lie here and know that he was nearby, but wasn’t yet ready to touch her. She craved the feel of his hands, the warmth of his body, and the pulsing power of his cock buried inside her.
Finally, he cleared his throat.
“I want to talk about something. Are you relaxed?”
Was he kidding? She felt like a rattlesnake, coiled and ready to strike.
“Not really, Master.”
“Then we’ll sit here until you are. You should breathe more deeply. Close your eyes and focus inward.”
The minutes dragged on and Lucy felt herself relax. Her body still ached with need, but she knew that Lake would take care of her. She briefly wondered what he wanted to talk about, then pushed the thought away. If she dwelled on it, she would never relax.
“Are you ready now?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good. You’ve made several comments about your weight that we’ve never really addressed. I want to do that now.”
Stars above, here it comes. The “you’re too fat talk.” I knew this had been too good to be true.
“All right.”
“I want to start this by saying that I rather like your generous curves. Especially when they’re curved around me while you’re riding bitch.”
Warmth spread through Lucy’s body. “Thank you, Master.”
“But, I can tell that it bothers you, or else you wouldn’t have brought it up, more than once.”
“It’s just that people…”
“I’m not people, Vix. I’m your Master.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. Now, here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to put a white board in the bedroom. Every time you say something that is derogatory about yourself, you’re going to put five marks on the board. At the end of the week, I’ll count them up and we’ll decide on a punishment.”
“But, Master…”
“No buts, Lucy. That’s the end of the conversation. We begin counting tonight, at this very moment, so if you mention it again, you’ll have to remember all the marks to put on the board once it’s up. Understood?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Good. Now, let’s play.”
He stood and quickly shed his clothes.
“May I sit up, Master?”
“I think…no.” He traced his fingers up and down her legs, sending shivers up her spine.
“I like watching you tremble,” he said. “Just enough excitement to keep you on the edge.”
He traced his finger up and down her slit. “So very wet. I must say, you took your punishment like a real trooper tonight. Sit up, Vix.”
She did as he asked, keeping her legs spread to either side of the table.
“Hands behind your back. I imagine your behind is very sore.”
“Yes, Sir.” Lucy kept her eyes down and her shoulders back. Her breasts were thrust forward and Lake reached out and caressed each nipple.
“Still, you got a good fucking afterwards, and you came hard.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I think my Vixen needs to come again, though.”
“I’d like that, Master.”
“I’m sure you would.” He caressed each breast again, then stepped back. “Stay in position. I’ll be right back.”
Lucy sat, fighting the urge to put her fingers where Lake’s had been. Her clit throbbed in anticipation of more attention and she so desperately wanted him back. She loved the way he drew things out, waited until just the right moment to make her climax, to bring them together. In the short time they’d know each other, he knew her body better than Brandon ever had.
Better than that, though, he knew her mind, and her emotions. She had to remember to thank Margaret one more time for introducing them.
“Stand up and bend over the end of the table.”
His voice made her jump and he chuckled. “What were you thinking about?”
“You, and how wonderful it feels to be with you.”
“I’m very glad to hear that. Do as you’re told.”
Lucy sat up, quickly taking up position. Lake moved behind her and caressed her aching behind.
“I bought something for you the day I bought your rings,” he said softly. He caressed her slit gently, moving the wetness around. Then, something different slid along her flesh. It felt small and rounded and Lucy searched her brain. She didn’t know what it was and the idea that Lake was introducing her to something new was very, very exciting. The device wasn’t hard plastic, but was soft, making if flexible.
He moved the device over her clit and it began to vibrate.
“Oh, Master.”
“You like your little egg?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good. I have two them. One for your sweet pussy, and one for your tight little ass.”
He moved the egg down and pushed it deep into her pussy. The vibration increased; Lucy gripped the side of the table. She heard the lube bottle pop open, then felt the cool gel dribble over her puckered opening.
Lake massaged it in, inserting one finger inside her and moving the gel around. He replaced his finger with the egg quickly, pushing it past her muscles and making her groan. Then, he came to stand near her face.
“Look at me.”
She turned her gaze toward him, then gasped when both eggs began to vibrate inside her. The sensation was incredible. They worked against each other, sending tendrils of pleasure over Lucy’s flesh.
“Remote control,” he said proudly. “Let’s turn it up more, shall we?”
Her clit throbbed in delight as the sensation increased.
“Master.”
“I’m going to fuck you while those are inside you, Lucy. But where to fuck? Your sweet pussy? Or your tight little ass?”
“I…I…”
“I’m thinking that pretty little behind. Just think, Lucy. Two eggs, one in your pussy and one in your ass, plus my cock. The eggs will increase stimulation for both of us.”
He traced her spine as he walked back down the table. The eggs stopped vibrating, and when Lake pulled the one from her behind, Lucy want
ed to scream at him to put it back in. She heard the lube top again and laid her head on the table.
Besides the plug, it had been a long time since she’d had anal sex. Still, complete trust in Lake made her relax against the wood under her. She shut her eyes in delight when he massaged more lube into her back entrance, then put his cock at the ready.
“Am I invited here, Lucy?”
“Yes, Master.”
“And where’s here?”
“In my ass, Sir.”
“Ask me.”
Just do it already! “Please, Master, fuck me.”
He slapped her already aching behind and she jumped. “You know what I mean.”
“Please, Master ‑‑” She paused for a few seconds. “-- fuck my ass.”
“That wasn’t very convincing. Are you positive?”
“Yes, Master. I want your cock inside my behind. Please.” He pushed gently, grabbing her hips as she tried to pull away from him.
“Relax, Vixen.” He pushed more and Lucy whimpered out a “Yes, Master, please,” before pushing back against him.
“Shush. We need to take this slow. Relax.”
His unhurried progress almost drove her insane, but she knew that he was right. It had been too long for her, and a hurried entrance might do damage. When she felt the front of his thighs press against the back of her own she knew that it wouldn’t be long now before he was fucking her hard, making that part of her body his.
He turned on the egg in her pussy and they both groaned. His rocking thrusts were gentle and smooth, and after a few moments, he stopped. She felt the egg press against the opening of her behind and she squealed.
“I can’t. Too much. Too much.”
“Hush. You can and you will. Relax.”
He pulled back, then pushed back in. She felt the egg pop past her muscles, his cock carrying it into her ass along with its upstroke.
“Oh, Master. Lake, oh…”
He turned the egg on and Lucy came, shooting her hips back into him as tidal waves of bliss washed over her body.
“Oh my. Oh. Oh. Oh.” He turned the eggs up as he began to thrust in and out of her and Lucy came again, gripping the edge of the table. She’d never been so full, never felt such pressure, never felt such satisfaction.
“I’ll forgive you for coming without my permission,” Lake growled as he increased his thrusts. “Don’t let it happen again.”
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