by Dakota Black
Crack! Slap! Pop!
He spanked her continuously, one smack after the other, his hand and method controlled, his movements on point, hitting her exactly on her sit spot.
Whap! Crack!
She had difficulty feeling her legs, her arms as beads of perspiration popped up over her lip. She was panting, falling into a heightened state of pure bliss, wanting nothing more than to please him, to be the obedient woman he required.
Smack! Pop!
He continued for several additional minutes then moved to the side of the island, lowering his head and kissing her lips. The action was gentle, a quiet reminder of his adoration.
She heard the spoon dropping, settling against the counter. As she controlled her breathing, fighting back tears, she waited, a patient girl hungering for the man she’d succumbed to.
He pried her legs apart and leaned over. “Now, I feast on your pussy.”
The moment he buried his head, his tongue sliding into her cunt, she lifted her head, a silent scream pushing past her lips. She was in awe, her breath stolen as he licked, swirling his tongue, savoring her sweet flavor.
Pressing her legs further apart, he darted a single finger inside, pumping, matching his tongue in a perfect orchestration. One finger became two, then three, his actions growing more manic, his breath sounds becoming ragged.
She wiggled, tossing her head back and forth. Her pussy was slickened, clenching as she tried to hold back, to wait until he allowed her to come.
Three fingers became four, his hand moving in and out, driving as far into her cunt as he could. His tongue moved around her clit, over and over again as his hot breath washed over her tender tissue.
Cassandra bit her lower lip and struggled not to reach out, to touch him, to hold his head in place.
His fingers were suddenly removed, sliding down to the crack of her ass. He dipped his index finger just inside her asshole, sliding it in and out.
Tensing, she arched her back, wanting to beg, to plead with him to drive his dick inside. But she’d have to wait. Her entire body was shaking, a climax rushing to the surface. Hold back. Don’t come. Don’t!
He grunted as he slid three fingers into her ass, pushing gently at first them thrusting them past the tight ring. He drove them deep inside, flexing them open as he continued pumping, his mouth sucking on her pussy lips, his tongue roaming her very core.
“Oh! Please… I…”
“Not yet.” He continued his assault, his tongue, fingers and mouth pushing her to the limit.
The pain from his fingers turned into raw ecstasy, driving her over the limit of pleasure to the point she was sweating, panting, longing to come. She squeezed her muscles.
“Pinch your nipples for me. Hard. Twist them.” The command was dark, laced with a hint of danger.
She did as she was told, plucking her nipples then pinching, writhing from the anguish. Tossing her head back and forth, she opened her mouth, allowing a single scream.
“Come for me. Come now!”
She let go, falling into a moment of pure peace, a feeling of utter nirvana, one wave turning into a second until she could no longer feel her legs. “Aahh!”
He refused to let her go, to settle down, his mouth sucking on her juices, licking every drop. When she stopped shaking, only then did he lift his head, rubbing his mouth and lips across her belly. “We’re far from being over, my willful submissive.”
The words were chilling, forcing her heart to continue racing. This was a perfect moment. This was her fantasy.
He eased her off the island, cupping both sides of her face, his breath sounds husky with burning desire. “You taste so sweet.”
Placing her hands over his, the touch remained enigmatic, a telling moment shared between them. This was as if destiny had dragged them together, creating a life force, pushing away all her fears. “I’m yours.” Even the current around them had shifted, charged to that every touch, every second flesh touched flesh, a jolt passed between them. She was no longer frightened, of herself or of her desires. This was exactly where she was supposed to be.
His eyes narrowed as he pressed his lips against hers then pulled back, allowing the tip of his tongue to slide across the seam of her mouth. “Undress me.” He broke the hold, easing his arms out to the side and taking a long stride backwards. The smile on his face was commanding, the words almost a challenge.
She padded forward and her eyes never leaving his, she undid his silk tie, allowing the smooth material to slide through her fingers. She held the tie against her cheek, rubbing up and down, slight cooing noises pushing past her lips. The scent of his cologne, exotic and woodsy, was exhilarating. Easing the silk around her neck, she brushed the two ends back and forth across her nipples.
He grunted in appreciation.
Palming his chest, she slid the jacket over his shoulders, her fingers tugging until it dropped to the floor. There was no fumbling, no hesitation as she unbuttoned his shirt, peeling away the crisp cotton. His belt, the sheer feel of the grain of leather against her index finger gave her another series of shivers until her pussy muscles clenched, longing for him to be inside.
“Mmm… I can smell your yearning, your needs. Can you feel mine?”
Cassandra allowed her fingers to rub across his groin, she nodded, a slight moan escaping her lips. As she unfastened the buckle, the cool metal giving her chills, she could tell what he was thinking, what he would soon demand. Inch by inch, she pulled the leather through the slender straps of his pants, her mind reeling with the possibilities. She wanted nothing more than for him to whip her, slap the thick strap across her ass and legs, her breasts and stomach. The realization was riveting.
“Soon, my sweet. Soon.” A dark chuckle formed, the sound permeating the dense air. “I’ll mark every inch of your beautiful skin.
When the belt was in her hands, she twisted and rolled the leather around and around her shaking fingers.
He cocked his head, amusement in his eyes as he watched her play, sliding the leather tip around her nipples, her stomach, then positioning the strap between her legs. Shuddering, he growled only once. “Be careful what you ask for.”
As she allowed the belt to slip through her fingers, fall to the floor, she unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, working them over his chiseled hips as she dropped to the floor. Looking up, she unlaced his shoes, tenderly lifting his foot and removing it, setting them carefully aside. His socks were next, and she sighed as she tugged the pants out of the way. When he was naked, she swallowed back any remnants of the frightened woman, the sheltered girl and lowered her head, planting kisses along the tops of both feet.
“Oh…” Zach’s entire body tensed but he allowed her to play, licking and kissing along the front of his leg, up to his knee.
She moved back and forth, paying attention to his inner thighs while her hands caressed his calves.
He placed one hand on top of her head, his hold strong. The moment her face and mouth neared his scrotum, he jutted his hips forward until his cock pressed against the side of her face. He widened his stance, allowing her access and breathed out.
Her fingers never leaving his thighs, she crawled between his legs, darting her tongue around his hanging sac.
“Jesus.”
Encouraged, she pulled a testicle into her mouth, sucking, her tongue swirling.
His hold became stronger, his fingers digging into the top of her head. “One bad girl,” he whispered but didn’t try and stop her.
The scent of him, the taste of his skin pulled her into another zone and she wrapped her hand around the base of his dick, rubbing up and down in slow, even strokes. She sucked his other ball as she rolled the other in her fingers, her hand twisting on his shaft, moving up further, inch by inch.
“You’re… driving me… insane. Suck me. Take my cock into your hot mouth.”
The way his voice was nothing more than a husky grunt, an intense command, created waves of goose bumps popping along her naked sk
in. She rubbed her finger along the underside of his shaft, moving up to his cockhead. Swirling her finger, she licked up and down on his dick, teasing, allowing him to understand her pleasure.
“What you do to me.”
Whimpering, she licked all the way up, taking just the tip into her mouth, sucking as her one hand pumped the base, her other squeezing around his balls. As he swayed back and forth, the action pushed his dick further into her mouth. She wanted to take all of him, every inch.
Placing his other hand on the side of her temple, he began to rock forward and backward, his actions slow at first, then harder. Faster. Until he was face fucking her, the tip hitting the back of her mouth.
A slight gagging sound rushed from around the thick invasion, but she relaxed her throat, closing her eyes and willing herself to let go. Within seconds, she had given up all control, easing her hands by her sides as he fucked her mouth. She never blinked, never moved as he continued, his face wrenching from anguished desire.
“Yes! I could… do this every day.” A single laugh erupted from his mouth as his body began to shake. The plunges became rapid as his strong leg muscles pumped, thrusting every inch of his cock inside her mouth. Suddenly, he stopped moving yet he panted and rolled down from his toes. “Not yet. I will come inside of you.”
When he pushed her away, breaking the connection, she wiped her mouth, savoring the sweet and salty taste of his pre-cum. She studied the way his eyes were closed, his chest heaving and slowly crawled around him, running her hands up the back of his legs.
Zach looked over his shoulder, the breath sounds remaining strangled and said nothing as her hands kneaded his skin, moving up until they cupped his buttocks. The moment she opened his ass cheeks, he tossed his head back and issued a strangled cry. “Yes!”
She darted out her tongue, swirling the tip around his puckered hole. This was so intimate, almost forbidden and there were so many cravings driving her hunger, fueling the fire building inside. She repeated the move then slipped her tongue just inside his asshole, wiggling as he moaned, as his body shook.
“God. Yes!”
Scooting closer, she pressed her entire face into his ass, the move forcing her tongue deeper inside. She held his ass cheeks open as she licked, wiggling as his body rocked. She’d never experienced this, had never wanted to try. Tonight, she would give him anything. Everything.
“Fuck!” His body continued to shake then tense, his cries becoming fevered, wild. He grunted, the tone savage then took a purposeful step forward, wiping his mouth. Turning, he slipped his hands under her arms, pulling her to her feet. “You forget who’s in control.” A wry smile on his face, he yanked the tie from around her neck. “Hold out your hands.”
Obeying instantly, she could see the unbridled lust in his eyes as he wrapped her hands, tying them together. When he was finished, he moved behind her, gripping her shoulders. “You’re going to learn to obey my every command, which means pleasure comes with a price. Tonight, I’m allowing leeway, but you’ll only do as you’re told. Do you understand, my sweet?”
“Yes, sir.”
Zach dragged his nail down her spine, continuing down the crack of her ass. He patted both cheeks then caressed. “You seem to crave more discipline.”
She looked over her shoulder as his strands of hair tickled her skin until she shivered, her nipples aching. “Yes, sir. I…”
He kissed her shoulder then bit down. When he lifted his head, he grunted. “Ask for what you want.”
“I…” How could she want more? Because she needed more. Because this is everything she’d wanted. No matter the horrible time before, the single time she’d allowed a man to touch her this way. She was ready to forget the past, move on. Submit. Yes, she could. “Spank me. Whip me. Mark me.”
Licking across the top of her back to her other shoulder, he brushed his lips across her skin before squeezing both shoulders. “Then you shall have what you want. Move to the window.”
A moment of true fear rushed into her system. Blinking, she stole a glance at the nearly floor to ceiling window near her kitchen table. From there, the street seemed only a few feet away. From where she was standing, she could see lights on in the houses around her. Her neighbors were home. They could be watching.
Crack!
The single smack on her backside was a reminder of what she’d asked for.
“Move to the window, my sweet submissive. Lift your arms over your head and spread those long legs for me.”
Her entire body was quivering, tension spreading through like wildfire. What if they saw her? The light was so bright, garish in fact, but… The concept strangling, she was unable to stop herself and moved to the bay window, darting glances up and down the street before lifting her arms, fisting the cool glass. She opened her legs and waited, knowing what was going to come, her mind reeling, perspiration dripping down the back of her neck. She was lightheaded as she leaned in, arching her back as she waited. And wanted.
And needed.
Zach allowed a long breath to escape as he moved behind her.
In the reflection of the glass and the moonlight, she could see his pensive face, full of concentration as he advanced. You want this. You crave this. The voice rattled in her mind and her lower lip quivered yet she refused to whine, to cry out.
Easing behind her, he moved close enough that his face appeared in the reflection, his smile one of control. “This will allow you to escape, to open up to me and to yourself.”
The words were haunting, and she closed her eyes.
Crack!
“Oh!” The single strike was painful, and she rose up onto her toes, her cheek pressing against the glass.
Snap! Crack!
He hesitated, his hand rubbing her back, the touch so gentle.
Pop! Crack! Snap!
“Oh. Oh!” Cassandra shook and almost turned around. The pain was blinding, creating ripples in her muscles. Sagging, she panted as her legs moved together.
Kicking them open wide, he wrapped his hand around her throat, pulling her back, his mouth next to her ear. “You will hold your position, or we’ll begin again. Do you understand me?”
“Yes… sir.” She blinked back tears and could see cars driving by.
Smack! Crack!
Jerking up onto her toes, she managed to keep her place, pain turning into anguish.
Slap! Crack!
He was practiced, his wrist snapping with each hard smack. “Breathe for me, my sweet. Breathe.”
Tears slipped past her lashes as the whipping continued, one methodical strike after the other. She was blinking, her mind shifting as the pain began to morph. To change.
Pop! Crack! Smack!
Zach grunted with each strike issued. He inched closer, pulling her long hair from front to back, his index finger brushing her long neck. “You’re doing very well. You’re free. You’re safe.”
“Mmm… Safe.” Closing her eyes, she smiled as he began again, and this time, she could only feel raw ecstasy.
Smack! Crack! Pop!
“Yes!” she moaned.
Whap! Crack!
She had no idea how long the spanking continued, but when he was through, dropping the belt onto the ground, she almost begged for more.
Gathering her close, he slid his arms around her, cupping her breasts and kissing her neck. “Amazing. You are simply amazing. I’m going to fuck you now. First, that wet pussy. Then your ass.”
Cassandra was cognizant that she’d nodded, knew what he’d said, but as he gripped her hips and thrust the entire length of his cock into her cunt, she tossed back her head, allowing a scream to rip from her throat. “Ahh!”
He pinched her nipples, keeping the hardened buds between his fingers as he wiggled, allowing her to feel his thickness, the way he filled her completely. When he pulled out, he breathed a series of deep growls then plunged again. And again.
With every hard drive, the force pushed her against the glass. Her hot breath created a swirl
of steam and at this moment, she wished someone would walk by, would see and experience their carnal act.
Continuing to plunge into her, the actions becoming more savage, he drove them both onto their toes.
She slapped her hand on the glass and pushed back, shoving her bruised ass into his groin.
“Fuck! Tight. Wet.” Zach dropped his head as he fucked her, the sound of his balls slapping against her leg floating between them. Panting, he slowed then stopped as he licked and nipped her shoulder then eased back until only the tip was inside. Easing his hand around her, he held his fingers just in front. “Open your mouth.”
Obeying, Cassandra shivered as he slipped three fingers past her lips. She sucked on his fingers, her tongue rolling around, her saliva coating the long digits.
A smile crossed his face, his eyes almost twinkling in the reflection as he pulled them free then slipped them between her ass cheeks. He wiggled until he slipped them just inside her asshole. “Every hole is mine. Every action belongs to me. And I will take you when and how I want.”
The words were so powerful they pulled her into a vacuum as he pushed the entire length of his fingers deep inside. “Oh!” Pain tore through her, but she jutted back her hips, the invitation blatant. She wanted him to fuck her in the ass, to take what belonged to him.
He flexed them open and pumped several times as a rush of guttural sounds came from his mouth. Tensing, he pulled back, replacing his fingers with the tip of his cock. Gripping her hips, he pulled her further away from the window until she was bent over, her hands slapping at the glass.
Cassandra was breathless, anticipation and excitement creating a blistering heatwave. The moment he shoved the entire length of his dick into her asshole, she opened her mouth in a silent scream.
“Yes!” Zach was shaking, and he held his dick inside, panting as he dug his nails into her flesh. When he pulled out, until just the tip was inside, he slid one hand around her hip to her pussy, fingering her clit. Then he began to drive into her, hard. Fast. His plunges were even but brutal, the force of his muscular body shoving her forward.