by Rita Lawless
“Can I take the blindfold off now?” she asked.
“Nope.” He took her hand. “Come with me into the dining room.”
Her inability to see made her feel vulnerable, and April walked slowly, despite the fact that he was leading her. Her nerves were on edge, because she’d never been spanked with any of the three objects she’d found. She wondered what he would have come up with if he’d planted more than three items. There was no telling, really, because she hadn’t expected the things she’d found, especially since she couldn’t identify one of them.
He let go of her hand and told her to stay where she was. The sound of moving furniture filled the air, and she imagined him sliding chairs away from the table.
“Come toward my voice,” he said.
April put her hands out in front of her as she walked. She was pretty sure there was nothing in the way, but it made her feel safer. She felt the heat from his body as she approached.
“Right there,” he said, approvingly. “The table is to your right. Turn toward it, and put your hands on the surface.
She did as he asked, feeling exposed.
“Good,” he whispered in her ear, and she shivered. “You know, April, I thought about giving you one good, hard spanking with the first object you found. Do you know what it is?”
“No, Sir.”
He chuckled softy. “How often do you open your blinds?”
Realization flooded through her. It was the twisty thing that moved the blind slats. She’d never considered you could use something like that to spank a person.
“Here’s what we’re going to do,” he said. “I’m going to use all three of these on you. The plastic rod on your breasts, the spatula on your pussy, and the racket on your ass.”
“Oh,” she whispered. This would be a first for her, and she was excited to see what it felt like to have three of her spankable areas administered to in one evening. She was especially happy about the idea of a pussy spanking. It had been ages since she’d had one, and it was something she’d always loved.
“What shall I start with first?” he asked, keeping his lips right next to her ear. His breath tickled, and made her nipples hard. “Shall I lay a few swats across your beautiful breasts, then your pussy and lastly your ass? Or should I do ass, pussy, tits? Or maybe pussy, ass, tits? Or maybe pussy, tits, ass? I want to make sure I get it in the right order, so that you’re writhing in need by the time I’m done.”
Titan captured her ear lobe between his teeth and tugged gently. April moaned softly as he released it. “Do you know what I’m going to do with you afterward, April?”
“I hope so,” she answered.
“Tell me.”
“You’re going to fuck my pussy.”
“Your red, spanked pussy,” he amended. “Let’s start with your ass. Then tits, then pussy. And I want you to take your blindfold off.”
As she followed his directions, he cupped one of her butt cheeks in his hand. “You’re in the perfect position for the spanking you so desperately need.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He chuckled. “By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be so wet you’d slide off a chair if you sat down.”
April liked the sound of that. He instructed her to move back a little, so that her ass was more accessible to him. Seconds later, he rubbed the racket against her bottom. She shivered at the feel of the webbing. This was a new thing for her, and she was looking forward to the experience.
The first swat was soft, as was the second. The sensations were so different from any spanking she’d ever had, and she found herself moaning in appreciation. There were three or four more soft swings, and then Titan let loose, and laid down a hard slap on her ass. The web seemed to grab her ass, and the wooden frame slammed into her.
The sound that left her throat was guttural, as the wood and webbing made an impression on April’s ass. He laid down another one, and another one, and another. As he’d done when he spanked her before, the landing spot was never the same, and April was never really sure where the wonderful sensations were going to strike, and sink into her.
She was already wet, and she wondered how much wetter she would become as he used the other two items he’d selected.
April closed her eyes and counted as Titan applied the tennis racket to her bottom, five, ten, fifteen, twenty times. After that, he swatted her five times in the same spot. She sobbed softly, not really crying but feeling a definite pinch at the repetition.
The webbing didn’t hurt that badly, but the wood… oh, the wood.
“How’s your bottom?” he asked.
“Sore.” April licked her lips. “But I hope you’re not stopping.”
He chuckled. “You’re nasty, April. I like that.”
April smiled to herself as he started to swat her again. The next swats varied in landing, from her ass to her thighs and back up. When he reached forty, he did the same thing he’d done at twenty, only this time he laid down ten hard swats in the exact same place on her thighs.
“If you ask me to show you pity, I might consider it,” he said wickedly.
It was hard to beg for mercy, especially since the intense strikes produced such beautiful vibrations that spread through her whole body.
“You can—” April gasped in pleasure as a hard stroke caught her in just the right spot.
“Forget it,” Titan said. “You’re loving it too much to pretend you need pity from me.”
When Titan reached fifty, he announced that the ass spanking part of the evening’s festivities were over. April remained silent, afraid that if she spoke, it would be to beg for more. She wanted it, but she also wanted to experience the other things he had planned for tonight.
“What are you thinking?” he asked her. He pressed the racket against her ass, making her moan.
“That I want more,” she said, unable to keep the words from spilling out.
“And you’ll get it, just in a different form.” He placed the racket on the table. When his warm hand caressed her blazing ass, April wiggled her hips, to let him know how much she loved the attention.
“Your bottom is deliciously red,” Titan told her. “There’s part of me that wants to forget about the other two implements and move straight to the sex part.”
“No,” she whispered.
“Don’t worry; I’m not going to do that, although it seems like a great idea to a certain part of my anatomy. My mind is stronger, though.” He patted her ass. “Stand up, April.”
The movement made her ass ache even more. To add to it, she was pretty sure she would be sitting on her bottom for the rest of today’s activities, which meant she would be very sore while she was being pleasured.
She couldn’t wait.
“Let’s do the breasts next,” he said. “Just enough for you to experience the feel of the rod. I’m sure it has some other, more scientific name, but that’s always how I’ve referred to it when I use it.”
April laughed. “They’re called wands,” she told him.
“How appropriate,” Titan said. “Especially since they can work magic in the way I’m about to use it.”
April didn’t respond, because she wasn’t sure exactly what to say. She’d never been spanked with something like this, and she was pretty sure the hard plastic would sting.
“Step back from the table,” Titan ordered her. She did as he asked. The next command was for her to turn toward him and cup her breasts and hold them up. Her hands were shaky as she complied.
“Let’s see if we can make those nipples harder,” Titan said as he rubbed the plastic against the tips of her breasts. Since she was already rock hard, she wasn’t sure he would be able to do that. But as he continued to rub the wand against her nipples, she knew the action would make her tingle, and make her want to forget the spanking part and bend over the table for the finale of this game.
He gently slapped the wand against her nipples.
“Oh,” April gasped out. “Good.”
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It sounded lame to her, but it was the only word she could process as the stinging pleasure seeped into her. Titan delivered another swat, this one directly above her nipples. She expected another one right afterward, but it didn’t come.
“Very sensitive flesh,” he said, as if he could read her mind. “If you take it too fast, the pleasure turns to pain, the bad kind.”
He rubbed the plastic against her nipples one more time. “If I was using something different, I might go faster, but I want to tease you more than anything right now.”
“Sadist,” she said, realizing too late it probably wasn’t the right word to use right then.
He chuckled, and then laid down another strike. This one caught the tip of her nipples as it came down, and the pain was intense. “I’m just giving you what you want,” he told her, matter-of-factly.
It was the truth, but she wanted him to give it faster, and harder. But she didn’t want to beg, so she just said, “Yes, sir.”
At a very leisurely pace, Titan spanked her breasts ten times. When he put the wand on the table and picked up the spatula, April wanted to jump for joy. She was very ready for this part of it. But then he put the spatula down and picked up the wand again.
She wondered what he was doing, especially when he picked up both of them and examined the items as if he had no idea what they were.
“Titan?” She cocked her head in his direction.
“I think we’re going to try something unexpected, at least for you. He tapped the wand against her breasts. “Go and put a towel on the couch, and then sit down on it, with your legs spread wide.”
April was more than ready for the next part. In fact, if she had her way, they would bypass the spanking part and move straight to the fucking. Her ass was sore, as were her breasts. To add her pussy to the mix would be interesting, but she wasn’t sure she could wait too much longer before he filled her. She was more than ready to feel the sweet thrill of him sliding in and out of her pussy.
She picked one of her thickest towels and put it down on the couch, centering her ass in the middle of it before she spread her legs. April had a strong urge to play with her clit, but something told her Titan would not be happy if she did, so she tucked her hands under her thighs, hoping that would keep her fingers from straying to the hard bud, the one that was throbbing and begging for attention.
April glanced around. Titan wasn’t even in the room yet. The temptation grew, and as it did, her aroused body shivered with need.
“Don’t even think about it,” his deep voice said from the other room. “I can practically hear you humming from in here. You will wait until I’m there. Do I make myself clear?”
“Yes, Sir.” Oh, she heard him. But she didn’t want to obey him. She wiggled, hoping the movement would satisfy some of the cravings inside her. It had the opposite effect. “Titan?”
“Behave,” he answered, and she knew he was doing this on purpose. The wait was horrible. Finally, in an effort to stay calm, April closed her eyes and leaned her head back on the sofa.
Counting didn’t help. Breathing in through her nose and out through her mouth didn’t help. Trying to think of something else didn’t help.
“Titan,” she finally said, “I’m begging you to please come in and help me.”
“Help you with what?” he asked innocently.
“Spank my pussy and then fuck me!” April yelled.
His snort pissed her off. “Tell me what to do again and you won’t get anything,” he said, sternly. “You’ll wait until I’m ready.”
Which seemed to take forever. Finally, when he came into the room and stood in front of her, she whispered, “Please, sir, please.”
“Spell it out for me.”
“Please spank my pussy, and then fuck me.”
“You sound like you’re ordering food at a drive-up window.”
So she said it again, making her voice sound whiney, hoping that was what he wanted.
It was. When she glanced up, she saw him smiling down on her. “Stand up,” he said.
She did. Following his next orders, she pushed the coffee table back enough so that she could put her hands on it and bend over. When she was in position, he sat down behind her.
“Oh fuck!” she shrieked as Titan placed the plastic wand between her legs.
“Take one end of it with your left hand so you can hold it steady, keep your right hand on the table, and then hump the wand like the horny little slut you are.”
Need drove her to follow his directions quickly. April had thought that, since she was holding the wand with one hand, she could guide it to come into contact with her clit. But she was wrong. Every time it got close, Titan would jerk on his end and she would end up working hard to keep from falling over.
By the time she’d steadied herself again and starting moving her hips again, he’d do the exact same thing.
Frustration rushed through her and she yelled at him to keep it still so she could come.
“Excuse me?” He stopped moving the wand. “Did you just tell me what to do?”
“I’m sorry,” she repeated several times. She was crying, not from pain but from the desire that had taken over every square inch of her body. She ached, and moaned and couldn’t help but wiggle her hips in the hopes he would take pity on her and fuck her until her knees gave away. Then he would throw her to the floor and continue to pound his dick inside her.
She sniffled, using her now free hand to wipe away tears. “Please, Titan, I can’t take anymore.”
“Sit on the couch,” he ordered. She could tell he wasn’t happy with her. The minute she was down, and her legs were spread, he put one knee on the couch and started to swat her pussy with the plastic spatula.
The pain intensified the sensations already flooding her. She held back, and he must have noticed how hard she was working to control herself, because after a few, long, painful moments, he told her she could come.
He redirected his swats to the top of her pussy lips, and each one pressed against her swollen clit. Three hard swats later, April was flying, and it was higher than she’d ever flown.
“Titan, Titan!” she hollered as he continued to swat her. April clawed at the couch and bucked her hips up to meet the spatula.
“Again,” he commanded. This time it was painful, and she whimpered and tried to move away.
“Stay still,” he said, his voice surprisingly soft. “If I have to tie you up to keep you from moving in the future, I will do it, April.”
“No Sir,” she said. “I will be good, I promise.”
Her whole body was like a big mess of goo. “Go and bend over your bed.”
April stood, not sure her legs would support her as she moved across the room. She made it to the bed and collapsed at the end. Instead of bending over it, she lay at the end, her body positioned from side to side. She felt as if her whole body was on fire.
“You’re not very good at following instructions tonight,” Titan said a few moments later. She turned to see him standing in the doorway, totally naked. He was hard, and his cock was, as Misty would say, dressed for action.
April moved slowly, but she was soon in position for him to take her from behind. Titan didn’t waste any time. She was so wet that his entrance was easy, but the friction from him sliding back and forth into her over-stimulated pussy provided an incredible mixture of pain and pleasure. She never came close to coming as he rode her, slowly at first, quicker, and then slowly again until finally he pounded into her and she heard his guttural moan of satisfaction.
When he left the bed to attend to matters, she crawled until her head was on the pillow. She didn’t even bother to pull back the covers and get under them. Soon he was with her, putting his arms around her. He held her for a few minutes before he helped her stand. He pulled back the covers and she dove under them, this time cocooning herself in their warmth.
When he was behind her, and she was wrapped in his arms, she thought she would fall asleep in
stantly. Instead, she snuggled into his chest.
He stroked her hair, and then kissed her forehead. “I think you and I were made for each other,” he said. She didn’t dispute him. But then she thought about how she was so impatient for more.
“Are you sure?”
“Positive,” he responded. “Tell me, April, when was the last time you came twice in a row?”
She couldn’t hold back the giggle. “Not in a very long time.”
“I rest my case.” He kissed her forehead again. “Go to sleep, sweet one. Maybe later we’ll be up for more.”
April wasn’t sure she would be able to take more tonight, but she supposed she would have to wait and see. She fell asleep in the warmth of his arms, wondering how she could have gotten so lucky.
***
When she woke some time later, April was alone, or so she thought. Titan was not in the bed; she quickly noticed him standing near the bedroom window, looking out into the darkness.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her nerves on edge for the second time that evening. This time it wasn’t a good thing.
“Have the cops said anything else to you about Virginia’s death?”
“I told you they came by tonight.” She glanced at the clock. It was three in the morning. “Or rather yesterday. Threadway is still convinced that I know something that I’m not telling him. I told you about the books and everything. There’s nothing else to tell.”
“On your part,” she heard him whisper, or at least that’s what she thought she heard.
“What did you say?”
He turned to her. His face was drawn, as if he were tired, or even frightened about something.
“Titan, what’s wrong?” An uneasy feeling swept through her. Had she just had sex with a murderer?
“I have something I need to tell you,” he finally said. Her stomach somersaulted. Was he about to tell her that he was, in truth, a killer? Had he ended Virginia’s life?
“I did know Virginia,” he said.
“You were lovers?” Dread filled her.