Lukas

by Josephine Jade

  He was hardly even going to know little Reina in a few nights.

  He tugged again on the chain between the clamps. Her eyes were already a little glazed, but not nearly enough to get her where he wanted her: completely out of her mind.

  “Now bend over the bed, princess, legs spread. I want you to keep your hands next to your head on the mattress. If you move them, I’m going to tie them behind your back.”

  “Bu-but…”

  Too much time to think would not make this any easier on her. He needed to blast through all the thoughts trying to crowd her mind.

  “Right now, Reina.”

  Just like she had in his office, she responded to the dominant tone. She folded herself over the foot of the bed, gasping as her sensitive nipples touched the fabric.

  “Spread your legs.”

  She was breathing hard again but did as he instructed, resting her hands by her head that she’d turned sideways so she could try to see what was happening behind her.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He trailed a finger from her neck all the way down her spine through the crack of her ass, then reached out to grab the firm part of her buttocks—that beautifully tender spot where the top of the thigh met her ass—and squeezed, his thumbs reaching around to the very edges her pussy.

  “God, this ass. I’ve been thinking about it for way longer than a week.” Years, if he was honest. Ever since high school. He massaged the flesh in his hands. “I was going to plug it tonight, but I know for sure I’m not going to be able keep from fucking you, and I don’t want you to feel anything but my cock the first time I’m inside you.”

  Her breath shuddered in and out as he continued to rub, his thumbs making it further inside her each time.

  “Lukas. Please.”

  “Don’t worry, the flogging is going to happen first.”

  “But I don’t know if I can handle it.”

  Too much time to think. “Oh, you can, and will.”

  He wanted nothing more than to take her right now, bent over the bed. The pain in her nipples would just make the entire experience better for her.

  “Spread your legs further, princess, until only the tips of your toes touch the ground. I want to be able to get the inside of those thighs nice and pink before I fuck you.”

  She didn’t move. “Lukas…”

  “Right now, or I’ll change my mind about the plug and have you hold your ass cheeks open while I flog you there then plug that hole.”

  Her legs spread.

  “Good girl. So goddamn sexy.”

  He could see her tense as he picked up the flogger and then shudder as he trailed it down her spine.

  He brought the flogger down on her ass and thighs—multiple strikes—just hard enough to get her warmed up. She’d been expecting jarring pain, obviously, and within just a couple minutes she was moaning, standing on her toes to get closer to each blow.

  He worked up and down her thighs and buttocks, getting those inner thighs nice and pink like he’d promised, gradually strengthening the blows.

  He stopped when he saw her grinding herself against the mattress, obviously trying to get off. He leaned over so he could whisper in her ear over the sound of her laborious breathing.

  “No coming until my cock is inside of you.” He slipped two fingers into her tight, wet folds, making her gasp, then pant harder as he began to work them in and out and play with her clit. He knew he was being unfair, but a little torture never hurt anyone. “Your skin is such a soft shade of pink right now. But I think you’ll like it even more if you’re closer to a bright pink.”

  He reached and pulled her hips back, so they were completely off the bed, leaving only her breasts and head on the mattress. “Now we won’t have to worry about you orgasming, will we? Because I’d hate for you to have to get punished. Arch your back so that ass is fully up in the air.”

  He picked up the flogger and began striking her again, harder this time, definitely not punishment-worthy, but hard enough to have her gasping with each blow.

  But she obviously loved it. He rained down blow after blow, in a constant, even motion. Away from the bed, her hips had nothing to grind against to get relief from the desire bubbling inside her. Watching Reina’s hungry little pussy hump nothing but air was making him so hard he might lose it without ever even touching her.

  Her ass and thighs were a nice bright red now, and he could see moisture wetting the inside of them. She was literally dripping.

  “Five more hard spanks, princess. Then, if you ask me nicely, I’ll give you that orgasm you’re dying for. Count them.”

  He brought the flogger down against her ass much harder than he had been. A soft scream flew out of her mouth.

  “Count, princess.”

  “One.”

  The second blow caught her along the right thigh.

  “Two.”

  Left thigh.

  “Th-three.” A sob.

  “The last two will be given back to back.”

  He didn’t go gentle. His last two blows caught her right at the tender fleshy part where her thigh met her ass—two fiery licks right in the same place. Reina screamed but didn’t move from the bed.

  Lukas set the flogger down and rubbed his hands over the red marks he’d just made on her ass. He’d flogged, whipped, spanked a number of subs in his life, but he wasn’t sure he’d ever been so pleased to see a mark he’d made on a woman before.

  His thumbs ran down the crack of her ass, stopping to play at that tight little hole for just a second. He smiled when she made a distressed sound as he watched his thumb work just slightly into her asshole. Her body was arching up more towards him, obviously wanting more, but he eased back out. That hole’s time was coming, but not today.

  It was time to see how far she was willing to take herself. “Now, thank me for the flogging and ask me to fuck you.”

  Chapter Eleven

  Reina felt like every part of her body was on fire, and not just from the spanking Lukas had given her.

  That had hurt—at least those last five blows—but even those seemed to have some direct line to her clit because even as she’d cried in pain, she’d wished he was inside her so she could ride him.

  His fingers were teasing her clit now and rubbing the outside of her slit. She desperately wanted them inside her, wanted to be filled. How could it be normal to feel this way from someone beating you? It couldn’t be right. There was something desperately wrong with her.

  He moved his hand away and slapped her pussy rapidly, twice.

  The animalistic sound that came out of her—a mix between desire, pain and need—was embarrassing.

  “Stop thinking and thank me, Reina.”

  The words flew out of her mouth. “Thank you for spanking me, Lukas.”

  He rewarded her by thrusting a finger insider her, adding another. She couldn’t stop herself and began to grind against his hand.

  “Yeah, that’s it. You need something deep inside you, don’t you? You’re aching. Ask me for it, Reina. Turn off your goddamn mind, and ask me for it.”

  She couldn’t stop herself. “Please, Sir. Please fuck me.”

  “Oh, that would be my pleasure.”

  She heard the ripping package of a condom and then his fingers were back on her—in her—pumping in and out as his thumb ran gentle circles around her clit. She thrust against his hand over and over. She’d never felt anything like this.

  She bent her knees so she could work herself harder on his fingers and heard him chuckle. “You’re so fucking sexy trying to get yourself off like that. We’ll definitely be doing this again. Or maybe I’ll put a dildo on a sawhorse while I spank you and watch you work yourself on that.”

  She couldn’t even process what he was saying, only knew that his fingers were torturing her, and she needed more.

  “Please. Please.”

  She cried out when his fingers moved away, but then she felt him move her legs so she was a little taller and reali
zed why when she felt his cock pressing against her opening then slowly began to fill her.

  “Yes. Harder.”

  “You’re so tight, princess, I don’t want to hurt you.”

  Not feeling him deep inside her was hurting her more. She pushed back towards him. “Harder. Now.”

  “Shit, woman, you do like the pain, don’t you? So fucking sexy. Lift yourself up and arch your back so your breasts aren’t against the mattress.”

  When she did so, he reached under her and grabbed the chain attached to her nipples and tugged hard at the same time he slammed all the way into her pussy.

  Reina threw her head back and screamed as wave after wave of pleasure rolled over her.

  His cock filled her completely as he moved in and out in full, thorough strokes, one hand thumbing her clit the other giving little jerks on the clamp chain.

  Her body began shaking, almost thrashing. His hand left the chain and wrapped around her hips, anchoring her. He drilled into her over and over, never letting the pressure off her clit.

  Reina couldn’t see anything, couldn’t hear anything, couldn’t have put a sentence together to save her life. All she could do was sob and moan and feel as Lukas drove her past a second orgasm and into a third, before finally coming himself with a shout.

  If it wasn’t for his arm holding her weight, she would’ve collapsed into a heap.

  She couldn’t quite get her eyes to open as she felt him lift her onto the bed, moving the covers away and laying her on soft sheets. She heard him move into the bathroom that was attached to the room. When he came back, she was still exactly where he’d placed her. She wasn’t sure she’d ever be able to move again.

  He rolled her over onto her back and she felt a warm washcloth between her legs. Her eyes jerked open, only to find Lukas’s dark features smiling down at her.

  “Hey, princess. Don’t freak out. Just let me take care of you.”

  “But—”

  He kissed her, and she forgot to be embarrassed. He didn’t stop kissing her until he was done washing her and then set the washcloth on the bedside table.

  “Now, let’s get those clamps off.”

  She wasn’t expecting the sizzling pain releasing her nipple brought. Evidently Lukas was, since he immediately brought his mouth down to her breast and began sucking on it, pressing his tongue firmly to her nipple, helping alleviate the pain. He did the same with the other while roughly keeping his hand on the first.

  After the multiple orgasms he’d just wrung out of her body, she wouldn’t have expected that she could be turned on again—or that it would be the searing pain in her nipples causing it. She should’ve known that his mouth on her breasts would feel fabulous, but what she didn’t ever imagine was that he’d be using his mouth and hands on them to soothe rather than entice.

  All of a sudden, it was too much for her. She was aware of every part of her body in ways she’d never been before. She was naked—had walked across a public room where everyone could see her naked—had just been thoroughly beaten and screwed by the guy she’d had a crush on for more than a decade.

  And yes, she’d screamed and had come until she saw stars.

  Tears began streaming out of her eyes, and she started to shake. She moved away from him and curled up into a ball, trying to find some sort of balance, make any kind of sense of the world that had been tipped so thoroughly on its axis in the last hour.

  She didn’t know exactly what she was expecting from Lukas, but it wasn’t his big body coming around her, arms crossing in front of her and pulling her back to his chest. He didn’t say anything, didn’t try to stop her tears, just held her.

  The feel of his hands gently soothing her hair away from her face and the warmth of his body wrapped around her eventually calmed her. Through it all, he never moved, never rushed her, just allowed her body to eventually melt into his.

  “It’s okay to sleep,” he finally whispered.

  Maybe she did, but when her eyes opened again, they were in the exact same position.

  “You have to think I’m crazy,” she finally whispered.

  He rolled onto his back, twisting her at the same time so she was laying up against his chest. “I think overwhelmed is a much better word.” His fingers stroked up and down her naked spine.

  “Except for your shoes and socks, you’re still fully clothed.”

  “I am. Is that a problem?”

  She really didn’t know. Was it? “I’m completely naked, and you walked me across the whole room that way where other people could see me.” She could hear the accusation in her tone.

  So could he. “I also bent you over the bed and flogged and fucked you so hard you screamed.”

  That shut her up.

  His fingers never stopped their trail up and down her back and shoulders.

  “I should go,” she finally said.

  He ignored her. “Tell me what you liked about what we did tonight.”

  There was no way. Absolutely no way she was going to admit out loud what a freak she was. She shook her head.

  He sighed. “Fine. Tell me what you didn’t like.”

  “I don’t like that I’m naked while you’re fully clothed.”

  “You’re sassy.” His hand reached down and popped her loudly on the butt. “That’s going to get your ass spanked quite a bit. Although if it keeps turning you on like it did tonight, I’m not sure it will be much of a punishment. But I tell you what, since I definitely plan to fuck you again tonight, so it serves my purposes, I will remove one item of my clothing for every question you answer thoroughly.”

  “And if I don’t?”

  “You will, because you’re not a coward and because I want us to have this conversation.” He sat up in the bed, forcing her to sit up with him. “But, as always, you’re free to safe word and leave at any time.”

  She resisted the urge to growl at him as she sat up further on the bed. “Can I at least put on some clothes?”

  That grin. For fucking out loud, that grin was everything sinful in this world, and she couldn’t look away from it if she tried.

  “Nope. I like you naked. Ask me why.”

  Those brown eyes. She was in so much trouble. “W-why?”

  “Because I look at those nipples—” he reached out and touched them gently, causing her to suck in a shuddery breath “—and know they’re so tender because they were in clamps that I put on you.”

  Before she knew what was happening he had flipped her over his lap on the bed, palming her ass in his large hand. “And this—” he squeezed “—is still pink from my flogger. And it even has a little red stripe from those last two spanks that were so much harder than the others.”

  Oh crap, was she really beginning to rub herself against his thigh as his fingers trailed over those red marks? The lick of pain should be turning her off, not on.

  “I like feeling you grind yourself against me.” He began to run his fingers up and down the crack of her ass. “Now, answer my question as you work yourself against my leg. Say, yes, Sir.”

  She felt the slight pressure of his finger against her asshole and shuddered, grinding herself a little harder. “Yes, Sir.”

  “How did you feel about Margo? About sucking her finger? Remember, if you want a piece of my clothing to come off, you’ll answer honestly and thoroughly. Oh, and as soon as I’m naked, you’ll get to come again, not before.”

  She stopped her movement of her hips against his legs. She was already getting pretty aroused.

  His hand popped her right on the most tender spot of her ass. She yelped. “No, we’ll be teasing your body the whole time we’re talking. Keep moving against my leg and answer the question.”

  His finger was back at her asshole, and she had to focus on her words to be able to answer. “I’m not attracted to women. Have never kissed or done anything sexual with one.”

  “Okay. Continue.”

  She didn’t know if he meant her movements on his leg or talking, so she di
d both. “But, I didn’t mind sucking her finger. I wanted to, and I don’t really know why.”

  “We both told you why. You’re a natural submissive. What else did you like about that interaction?”

  She didn’t want to tell him. She shook her head. That earned her another hard slap on the ass. “Answer, right now, Reina.”

  She couldn’t resist that tone. “I liked that she called me pet.” Her words came out in a rush. “And treated me like she had every right to touch me because you told her she could.”

  “Good. And her suggestion about me spanking you both, then you on your knees between us?”

  “I-I don’t know. That’s too much to handle even thinking about right now.”

  His hand soothed her ass. “Fair enough. Okay, that earned me taking off my shirt.”

  He didn’t allow her to get up, just unbuttoned it and slid it off his shoulders. She wanted to sit up and look at his chest but remained where she was. Once the shirt was gone, his finger returned to rubbing up and down her ass crack, stopping every once in a while to press against the hole. Her hips began moving against him again.

  “Nipple clamps. Did you like them?”

  “Yes.” She’d just admitted she liked someone treating her like an object, so this was easier. “It hurt more than I thought it would, but once I adjusted, stopped fighting the pain, then it just felt good. I would almost forget about it until you pulled on the chain. And then… it just made everything feel even better.”

  “Good.” He sat her up from his lap, giving her the first view of his naked chest.

  Sweet baby Jesus take the wheel. Smooth corded muscles. Abs that made her want to beg for permission to lick them. Just the slightest bit of dark, fine hair that ended in a V where his low-hanging jeans sat on his trim hips.

  And then he took those off. Snug fitting boxer-briefs hugged his clear erection. At least she wasn’t the only one turned on.

  For the first time ever, she wanted to give a blowjob. Even though she was horrible at it—one ex-boyfriend had made that particularly clear—she wanted to take Lukas’s cock out and suck on it as best she could.