And within thirty minutes, she’s proven me right.
A knock on the door is all I need. I’d already unlocked and opened the door slightly the moment I got off the phone.
“Come in,” I say with that low voice I know she likes.
I turn my head when I hear the door creak and spot her standing in my doorway in a tight, black leather dress and matching heels.
With a smirk on my face, I watch her lips part, and I growl, “Lock the door. I’m going to do bad things to you …”
Chapter 14
Hailey
I knew it was a bad idea the moment I stepped into his home, but I can’t say no to it either.
I need this. I want this. Badly.
Even if it’s bad for me.
Even if it’s wrong.
When is anything good ever right?
Especially when it’s standing in front of a window, half-naked.
When he turns his body toward me, and my gaze lands on his huge, erect cock, I’m sold.
Good god.
He’s like a fucking stallion.
It’s the first time I’ve seen him naked … and boy, do I like it.
It’s one of the few times I’ve ever seen any man naked, for that matter, but he trumps them all.
He doesn’t seem the least bit surprised by my dropped jaw, or the flush that stains my cheeks as I try to hide the fact that I’m so totally turned on right now.
“You’ve been very, very naughty, Hailey.” His voice is so gravelly, it makes my legs quiver. Fuck. Me.
“I told you not to make me angry,” he continues. “And still you kept sending those pictures.”
“But it worked,” I say.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me, do you?” He cracks his knuckles.
I swallow away the lump in my throat. “I think I can see …” I point at his cock, which bobs up and down from my attention, making my mouth water.
“Yes, you can …” He slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt, exposing his muscled pecs. “I never undress for a girl, but for you, I will.” It sounds like a good thing until he opens his mouth again. “Because you’ve royally pissed me off.”
“Sorry,” I say.
“Don’t. I know why you did it. You wanted me to regret my decision.”
“Do you?” I ask.
He narrows his eyes as he reaches the bottom of his shirt, his fingers briefly just below his navel. “Isn’t it obvious?”
“You were being an ass. Of course, I had to return the favor.” I take a deep breath. “Any girl with guts would’ve done the same.”
At first, his gaze only intensifies, but then the right side of his mouth tips up into a smile. “And that’s exactly why it’s impossible for me to stay away.”
I take a step toward him, but his rumbling voice makes me stop in my tracks. “Wait. You teased me, Hailey. Toyed with me past my limits. Now, it’s my turn.” His tongue darts out to wet his lips. “Strip for me.”
For a second, I hesitate, but then I drop my bag to the floor and roll up my dress. He wants me to prove how much I still want this? I’ll show him. He thinks I’ve given up because he’s been an asshole to me, but I haven’t. He’s the only solid thing in my life right now, besides Lesley, and I’m not giving it up that easily.
And from the look on his face, I can tell he’s not ready to give it up either, despite his earlier claims. He’s hungry … biting his lip at the sight of my bra and panties. His cock bounces up and down the moment my bra drops to the floor, and again when I lower my panties and kick them away.
His eyes wander across my body, lavishly taking in my naked skin as if he’s savoring the moment. I feel exposed, almost ashamed of being naked. But the smile on his lips makes all my insecurities disappear.
“On your knees,” he says with a gritty undertone.
I do what he asks, slowly but surely, still not completely convinced of his dominance over me, even though I know full well what kind of effect he has on me.
He pulls away his shirt and slides it off his shoulders, dropping it on the floor. The chiseled body that appears is nothing short of magnificent. I can’t even look away as he grabs something off the table beside the couch and walks toward me. Only when he’s right in front of me do I notice the item in his hand. My eyes widen as he shows it to me, smirking.
“I’m going to punish you with this, Hailey. Do you think you can handle it?”
It’s a leather paddle.
Oh, my fucking god.
I don’t even know how to respond to this.
Thomas bends over and places his hand underneath my chin, tipping it up. “Don’t be frightened,” he says. “I won’t push you beyond your limits,” he adds. His hand gently caresses my cheek. “But you need a good spanking, and this is the only way.”
“You mean, for you,” I say.
He smiles gently. “Exactly. For me. And you will do this because I need you to.” He leans in, pressing his lips softly against mine, only to whisper in my mouth. “And if you behave … I’ll reward you with a lick.”
I shiver from the memory of having his tongue against my clit.
“Now, lift your ass,” he says, walking to my other side. “Crawl forward.”
I do what he says, placing one hand in front of the other, my knees sliding across his floor.
WHACK!
The paddle that comes down on my ass makes me drop.
“Get up,” he says with a soft but stern voice. “Or I’ll make it last longer.”
I push myself up from the floor and reposition myself.
Again, the paddle comes down, this time on my other ass cheek. It burns and sizzles through my entire body. I can even feel it between my legs.
“Crawl toward the table,” he says.
I obey. I don’t know why. Maybe it’s because I feel humiliated and desperately need to block out my insecurities. Or maybe it’s because I honestly do like listening to him. Obeying him. Like a good girl would do when she’s smitten with her teacher.
When he hits me again, I groan.
“Having second thoughts?” he muses.
“No …” I say under a heavy breath.
“Good. Because I’m doing this for the both of us. For your pleasure as well as mine.”
WHACK!
Another hit has me moaning out loud.
“See? Pleasure,” he says. “You need to learn how to accept things the way they are, especially when it comes to me. And right now, I want to punish your ass for swearing at me. For sending me pictures without permission … and for behaving like a brat.”
He punctuates each sentence with another spanking with the paddle.
My ass feels like it’s on fire, but it’s a good kind of fire … the fire that makes me want to touch myself. And it’s so goddamn wrong, but I don’t care anymore.
“Fuck me … does your ass look fine with red marks all over it,” he growls. “Wait there.” He walks to the table beside me and grabs something from it. His hand suddenly comes down on my ass, making me squeal a little.
“Ass up,” he says.
I can’t help but glance at him, but I immediately regret it too.
There’s lube in his hand. And three small, round balls attached to one another.
“What are you going to do?”
He swats me again. “Ah-ah. No questions unless I ask. You’ll answer only to me now.”
I sigh but don’t respond. I know how he likes to play this game. Rough, demanding, and over-the-top domination. I’ve never been with a guy like that. In fact, none of them were even remotely interested in this type of play. But I have to admit it turns me on like no other. There’s just something about listening to a man … not a boy, but a man. Something so primal, so fulfilling that I can’t get enough of it.
“These, are Ben Wa balls … the ultimate pleasure for your pussy,” he says as he positions himself behind me. “And I’m going to use them to make you come.”
Fuck me. Just thos
e words already undo me.
His fingers are suddenly on my slit, spreading the wetness that’s already there across my lips. “Hmm … Your pussy seems to enjoy spankings,” he teases. “Good thing I like handing them out too.”
“I can’t help the way my body reacts,” I answer.
He smacks my ass close to my entrance, making me quiver with delight.
“No talking unless I tell you to. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
Another smack makes me moan.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl,” he murmurs.
He slides his fingers up and down my slit until the wetness is everywhere, and then they’re gone. I hear the bottle opening, squirts splashing onto his hands, probably to rub on the metal balls.
Except then his index finger is suddenly on my ass.
Lubricated. Slippery.
Pushing into my hole.
“I don’t just want to spank you, Hailey … That would be too easy.”
“Oh, my g—” I can’t even finish my sentence because of his finger pushing into my puckered hole.
“I told you I’d use your ass sooner or later. But first, I have to prepare you.”
“Oh, god …” I mutter, unable to utter any sensible words after feeling him enter me from behind. It feels so weird, so full, and there’s so much resistance. I don’t think I can do this.
“Relax, Hailey,” he murmurs, placing his hand on my ass to spread my cheeks. “Breathe. This finger isn’t the only thing that’s going to be in your ass, so you’d better get used to it. The more you fight it, the more it’ll hurt.”
I nod, trying to compose myself as he pushes farther, but the feeling is so different from when he enters my pussy. So fucking wrong … but good. Dirty good.
“How does it feel?” he asks when his finger is completely inside me.
“Good, I think?”
“Be certain. What do you feel? There’s no need to be ashamed.”
“It feels filthy … but it turns me on too,” I say.
He chuckles. “I can tell.” Another one of his fingers brushes along my pussy, swiping off the wetness. I can hear him suck it off. “I can definitely tell.”
I don’t know why, but this man can make me fucking blush.
He pushes into my little hole a few more times, waiting until I relax my muscles before he increases his pace. The more he goes on, the more excited I get. I didn’t know having something up your ass could be this satisfying. He really knows how to hit the spot.
“I’m proud of you, Hailey. It’s not often a girl accepts me so easily, especially in her ass,” he muses. “Now, spread your legs.”
He pulls his finger out, leaving me with an empty feeling, which he quickly replaces by thrusting a different finger into my pussy. I moan out loud as he probes me, twisting around inside.
“Yes, make those noises … show me how much you want me to fuck your little holes.”
His dirty words make my clit thump with pleasure as he plays with me, cupping my pussy as if he wants to own it completely. And maybe him owning me isn’t the worst that could happen to me right now. I’d let him if he asked.
“It’s going to feel a bit cold now …” he murmurs, squirting more lube on his hands.
The next thing I feel are the metal balls pushing against my entrance.
I suck on my lip as I feel the first one enter me, and I bite a little when the second one nudges in too. It feels so full inside my pussy and cold, like he said. Like something is melting inside me. It makes me giggle.
“Funny?” he asks.
“A little.”
A sudden swat on my ass makes me jolt up and down, and the balls sway against my walls, the intensity through the roof. Just that one slap made me moan with pleasure. Oh, god. I almost came.
“Hmm … I bet that’s sensitive, isn’t it?” he says.
“Yeah.”
He slaps me again, making me groan and quiver from delight.
“Yes, Sir,” I say.
“Good. Remember how to address me. Make me happy … and I’ll make you happy. Do you know what I want?”
“Me?”
“Yes … but how?”
“On the floor?”
He smacks my ass again, and my head spins with dizziness from the pre-orgasmic pulses. God. He doesn’t even have to touch my pussy to make me come this way.
“How?” he repeats.
“I don’t know. On the bed?”
Another smack.
“Fuck!”
“Don’t you fucking come, Hailey,” he growls. “I haven’t given you permission.”
I don’t know the answer. What he wants me to say. All I know is that I’m in a position where I literally wanna beg him to make me come. And no one in my life has ever gotten me to beg.
“Please …”
Another smack almost pushes me over the edge of bliss.
“Don’t. Come.” His voice is the only thing I can hold onto that keeps me from tumbling.
It’s like a basic instinct. Conforming to him. Obeying his every whim, even if I’ll hate him for it.
It’s in his voice.
In his touch.
Makes me want to give him everything.
Everything.
That’s it!
“How do I want you, Hailey?” he repeats.
“Any way you desire,” I reply with a high-pitched voice.
His hand freezes mid-air, then lowers. A tempting smile crossing his lips.
“Hmm … Finally, you’re beginning to learn.”
Chapter 15
Hailey
He grabs my hair and pulls until my head tilts back, his finger sliding across my slit. “Does this pussy belong to me?”
“Yes, Sir,” I whimper when he reaches my clit.
His finger disappears again, leaving me high and dry.
“Crawl to my bed,” he says.
I nod and push my knees in the right direction. Each movement is another filthy reminder of the balls inside me. I think that’s why he’s telling me to do this. He wants me to feel the intense pleasure until it makes me burst. And then he’ll probably still not let me come.
“Stand up at the edge of the bed,” he says, walking behind me.
I do what he says and stand up straight. The balls really push down now, putting ample pressure on my pussy.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” he teases.
“Yes, Sir.”
“I can be good to you, Hailey … but only if you’re good to me too. And since you’ve been so bad, I’m not going to let you come … yet.” I can hear the amusement in his voice, and god, it makes me want to yell at him, but then I’d have to wait even longer for my release, which is the last thing I want.
“No back talk? I’m impressed,” he says as he opens his drawer, taking something out. I don’t respond. He didn’t ask me anything, so I’m going by his rules.
“I’m glad you finally learned that one way or another, you’re going to have to listen to me. It’s the only way to get what you want … Me.”
He grabs my arms tight. “Put them behind your back.”
“What’s gonna happen?” I mutter.
He spanks my ass so hard it makes me yelp. “What did I tell you?”
“Sorry … Sir,” I say through gritted teeth.
“But I’ll answer your question this time. I’m going to tie you up, and you’re going to let me do everything I want to you. Understand?”
I take in a sharp breath when he places my wrists next to each other and wraps something that feels like tough rope around them. “Yes, Sir.”
He pulls the rope until it fastens around my wrists, strong enough that I’ll be unable to break free without his help. My heart beats in my throat when his hand caresses my ass.
“Afraid?” he asks.
“A little.”
“Of what? Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen. But I am going to push your limits.”
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p; “The rope …” I mutter.
“Oh … this little thing?” He pulls on it, which makes my body lean back into his arms. His lips are close to my ear when he whispers, “This just makes it easier to control you.”
Control.
That’s what it’s all about.
He craves the power.
It scares me … but it also makes me want to let him play.
Maybe I really am into the kinky shit, even though I didn’t know.
“Trust me when I say you’ll like every single thing I do …” he whispers into my ear, his tongue darting out to lick my neck. Then he presses a kiss onto my skin, pulling at my hair to make my head dip back, claiming my body as his.
With one push, he manages to shove me down onto the bed, lifting my ass with his arm. A hard spanking follows, but it doesn’t hurt anymore. All I can feel are the pleasure beads bouncing inside me.
“Stay,” he growls, walking to his cabinet. I glance sideways and watch him rip open a condom, rolling it over his dick.
I nod, saliva running into my mouth at the sight of him walking toward me, his cock erect.
He positions himself behind me and pushes my back down. “Lower. Face against the mattress.”
I don’t resist. It feels so goddamn raunchy, like I’m being used, but it’s so arousing I can’t say no.
His fingers slide between my slit, rubbing me so fast, I swear I’m gonna come.
“You want to come?” he asks.
“Yes!” I moan.
“Beg me …” he says gruffly. “Beg me, and maybe I’ll allow it.”
“Please …” I mutter, feeling heady from the heat.
He spanks my ass again, making me groan. “Please, what?”
“Please, make me come.”
Another hard whack has me on the edge again. “Say that again.”
“Please, can I come, Sir?”
Another smack. My ass burns from his palm. “Louder!”
“Please! Let me come, Sir!” I beg. I am literally begging to be allowed.
Never have I ever let anyone decide anything for me.
Until now.
“Come.”
His commanding voice is all I need.
The moment I come, he reaches for the wire between my legs and pulls out the balls.
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