Winning Hand (Poker Loser Book 3)

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by Golden Angel


  Her pussy was leaking like a sieve from his teasing, her lower body on fire with sexual hunger. The air was cool against her hard nipples, which were standing proud and neglected on her chest, begging for attention as much as the rest of her.

  Moving up from her ass crack, he began lapping up all the juices that he encountered, until his tongue began to delve between the swollen folds of her pussy. Allison wriggled her hips as much as she could, trying to get the most contact out of this teasing encounter. With a mischievous grin he started to write out “I L-O-V-E Y-O-U” with his tongue on her sensitive flesh. Of course, Allison was too heated to realize what he was doing, but it got a wonderfully satisfying reaction as his tongue made seemingly random dips and swirls against her hot flesh. She felt like she was sinking into a sea of sensuality, burning with rampant desire that she had lost completely control over. If she hadn’t been gagged she would have been begging him to fuck her.

  When Todd moved away from her pussy she wanted to scream with frustration. She’d been just on the brink of an orgasm, if he’d just touched her clit she would have exploded, but nothing touched that sensitive nub except the air of the room, leaving her to writhe with passionate longing. Watching her struggling against the bonds, trying to find satisfaction for her aching pussy, Todd smiled and picked up the bottle that he’d gotten.

  He squirted some of the oils onto his hands and the smell of cinnamon filled the air. Standing between her legs, he was careful not to stand close enough that she could rub herself against him – just close enough to tease her with the idea. Reaching up to her gorgeous breasts, the heaving globes accepted his touch eagerly, her encouraging moans begging for more attention to her sensitive appendages.

  At first she thought that the sensation of tingling heat was coming from the friction of his hands on her breasts, from her dire need for stimulation, but it soon became apparent that her skin was actually heating. Her nipple were turning into burning torches on her skin, itching with the need to be pinched, sucked, abused. Without realizing it she was writhing as she made pitiful mewling noises, her sensitive breasts tormented by the oils that were sparking her nerve endings.

  Arching her back as much as she could, she wailed behind her gag as she realized that there was no relief from this tingling fire that he’d created, that he was going to tease and torment her before allowing her to find any kind of fulfillment. Todd grinned evilly at the despairing expression on her face and pinched her nipples hard. The rough touch gave her a kind of satisfaction and she writhed like a cat in heat, the biting pinch helping to push back some of the feverish need that was riding her.

  Then he began to trail his fingers down to her pussy and Allison let out a muffled cry as he squirted some more oil onto his hands and began to rub it onto her smooth mons and down into her sensitive folds. Allison’s eyes closed against the glee on his face, her focus going entirely to the devastating sensations he was creating in her body as she spasmed in the throes of erotic need.

  She screamed with frustrated passion as he inundated her cunt with the oils, her body jerking as he slid two fingers into her hole creating a burning path straight into her needy core. Another finger pressed into her tight ass and she almost dropped the bean bag – not because she wanted to end what was happening but because her entire body was now spasming, her fingers automatically flexing as her inner muscles clenched, trying to find release. Her insides were now as boiling hot as her outside and she could feel the heady rush of a climax quickly approaching.

  Gripping the bean bag hard to make sure it wouldn’t fall, Allison gave herself over to the thrust of his fingers, her entire body tensing as the throbbing orgasm burst and engulfed her. Todd rubbed and stroked her insides, the passionate climax doing nothing to quench the heat of the oils and she sobbed as her flesh became even more sensitive in the aftermath of her orgasm. Now everything felt twice as intense, the searing heat doubly punishing to her sensitive nerves.

  Todd stepped back for a moment and just enjoyed watching her squirm, his dick rock hard as she pulled and struggled with her bonds and the burning passion. Her entire body was one big sexual itch, dying to be scratched, and she was helpless to do anything about it. Carefully he wiped his hands off on her thighs, making another part of her tingle slightly.

  With lust in his eyes, Todd picked up the nipple clamps that had been lying off to the side. He pinched and pulled at her nipples with his free hand, his ministrations making the little buds burn even more, before replacing his fingertips with the clamps. Less than a minute later her breasts were both adorned with silver, the biting pain of the clamps actually doing quite a bit to counteract the burning that the oils had kindled. It was a different kind of pain, although it didn’t make her any less horny as the pain fed her pleasure.

  Tears of sexual frustration were leaking from her eyes, her pussy hot and ready for some kind of stimulation – any kind of stimulation.

  Todd picked up the whip.

  SMACK!

  Allison screamed as the rubber bit into her open pussy, a thousand angry bees stinging into her open and vulnerable flesh. It hurt more than any other whip he’d ever used on her, the flexible strands had slapped hard and the biting pain sliced through the heat of the oils. As she struggled and thrashed, Todd admired the way her pussy had puffed up in response to the whip – rubber would smart but it wouldn’t damage her. And he liked the way her hips thrust upwards, despite the pain, as if she was asking for more.

  So of course he felt the need to oblige.

  THWACK!

  Another scream behind the gag, muffled into a high pitched moan.

  SMACK! CRACK! THWAP!

  Rhythmically he began to beat her pussy, careful not to hit her too hard and to give her a moment in between landing blows. Occasionally he would snap the whip up at her breasts, turning the creamy undersides of her breasts a light pink, coloring part of her stomach when the whip landed.

  With every slap against the inflamed folds of her cunt, her pussy responded with more fluid, growing wetter and puffier, the entire area throbbing with exquisite pain and burning with unrelieved pleasure.

  CRACK! SMACK!

  The engorged bud of her clit was growing larger and Todd amused himself by trying to land blows directly on it, giving Allison the sensation of buzzing pain centered on her most sensitive organ. Her poor pussy gushed with fluid as she had a small orgasm, her cunt spasming emptily.

  As she came down from the shuddering climax, she felt rather tired and weak, even the burning seemed to have lessen.

  But then Todd stepped closer again, putting the whip down he stripped off his jeans and Allison’s heart jumped with the hope that he was going to fuck her. Instead he began to toy with the clamps on her nipples, twisting them back and forth and tugging on them so that the tender buds were stretched to their utmost limits. As she moaned and whimpered, he released her nipples from the tight confines of the clamps and began pinching and massaging them to encourage the renewal of blood circulation. Allison wailed as the pain spread through her, adrenaline pumping through her tired limbs and waking them up again.

  Lowering his mouth, Todd sucked her sweet bud between his lips, simultaneously reaching a hand down between her legs and sliding two fingers up and down the wet folds of her pussy before burying them in her hole. Almost against her will, tired as she was, Allison responded to the invasion, her hips lifting as much as possible, pressing her pussy against the palm of his hand. Alternating between nipples, sucking and biting at them, he brought her sexual need back to a peak, her eyes sparkling with arousal as he masterfully manipulated her body’s responses.

  Beneath his hand her pussy quivered with hungers, her nipples popping in and out between his lips. When she began to heave beneath him, her body wriggling with renewed need, he knew it was time.

  With one hard thrust he buried himself inside of her, his hard groin slamming against the swollen, punished folds of her pussy. She yelped and thrashed as he began to fuck her hard
, mercilessly riding her despite the abused stated of her pussy lips. His cock slid back and forth, stretching her ruthlessly, giving her no time to adjust as he dug his fingers into her hips and rutted with her with all the force of his own pent-up need.

  The leftover oils in her pussy had his whole groin afire and he groaned with the heat of it. The way she basked in his abuse of her body, her ecstatic clenching around his thrusting cock, left him no doubt that she was his and always would be. As he fucked her, her hands twitched and he saw glimpses of the ring on her finger, lighting glinting of the diamond every time he thrust into her. It only enflamed him more to see it on her hand, to know that she had agreed to be his. His thrusts became harder, more demanding, guttural groans from the back of his throat rising as he invaded her bound body and felt her response.

  Beneath this heady onslaught, Allison was thrilling to the sensation of having his cock moving inside of her, the uncontrolled expression on his face as his rampant desire overtook him. With a cry that was half-moan, half-scream, Allison trembled as she reached the highest heights of her pleasure and tipped over. Her eyes fluttered and a few tears leaked out as her body peaked, the ecstasy filling her up and overflowing, unable to come down from the pinnacle, forced to continue past the point of bearing by the pounding cock that was ravaging her body.

  As Todd watched her face turn from ecstatic to agonized, as the force of her orgasm turned exquisitely painful, he could feel the rippling muscles of her pussy having their intended effect. Leaning forward, he used her hips as leverage to bury himself in her brutally hard, her muffled shrieks encouraging him as her breasts practically vibrated on her chest they were jiggling so hard from the force and tempo of his thrusts.

  Mine, mine, mine, mine… the word seemed to chat in his head with every spurt of his cum as he filled her, their sexual juices mingling as Allison shuddered through the last of her ring of orgasms and Todd practically collapsed on top of her, his head pillowed by her abused breasts as he groaned and finished pumping her with his seed.

  She felt too dazed to do anything but lay there as Todd finally stirred and began to release her from the restraints. As he massaged her limbs, making sure that she didn’t get any cramps, she gave him a sweetly submissive smile, her eyes half-hooded with the lazy pleasure that was still humming through her.

  Unfortunately her legs were a little too wobbly to support her and Todd was just as tired, but he lifted her into his arms and carried her across the hall their bedroom, extremely thankful that it wasn’t far away from the sex room. Perhaps he should reconsider putting a bed in there… it would certainly make some things a lot easier.

  They curled up together on their bed, Allison’s body wonderfully sore in all the right places. She felt much better than she had this morning, all of the tension utterly drained out of her.

  “Go to sleep…” Todd murmured into her hair, cradling her close to him in a very protective and comforting way. “We’ll nap. There’s plenty of time before dinner with your parents tonight.”

  Caressing her gently, he stared down at her almost wonderingly. It astounded him over and over again how much trust Allison put into him. Of course he made sure to give her ways to stop the action, like the bean bag, but he knew it was a point of pride with her that she wanted to take everything he dished out. Knowing that she literally handed him the keys to her body, again and again, and that she was ready and more than willing to pledge to do so for the rest of her life was the most astounding thing to him. When he first met her he’d never dreamed that their relationship could go this far.

  “Mmm hmm.” Nuzzling her face into his chest she bit him lightly and felt him wince before his hand came down hard on her bottom. The bite had been because she still wasn’t happy that he hadn’t talked to her beforehand, but she had to admit, she wasn’t entirely against talking to them now.

  And the afternoon had done a wonderful job of relieving her stress and tension. The thought of dinner with them tonight didn’t seem so bad at all, she thought just before she drifted off on a wave of happy, cloudy, sleepy bliss.

  Chapter 9

  Figuring out what to wear to her parents was almost as nerve wracking as going on a first date. At first she’d started to put on the kind of demure, elegant dress that she always wore for dinners with her parents, a navy blue conservative sheathe. Then she’d stopped, about halfway through and sat on the bed.

  “What’s wrong?” Todd asked, adjusting the tie around his neck.

  She looked him over, from his dark, perfect hair to his concerned eyes and down his crisp white shirt to the dark grey slacks, and his polished black shoes. There was a sports coat that he was going to put on with it. The perfect image of the man that her parents wanted her to end up with.

  Meeting his eyes Allison shook her head. “We can’t do this.” Todd raised his eyebrows, his hands stilling their movements on his tie. She nodded at his attire. “This. The whole point was that I want to live my own life and I want them to accept who I’ve become. And right now…” Standing up again she let the dress fall down to the floor. “We’re not going to a formal dinner. We’re not even going to one of their god awful family dinners. It’s just us and them, right?” Todd nodded and Allison headed back to the closet.

  With a small, bemused smile on his face, Todd followed her.

  ******

  To give her mother credit, her smile barely flickered when she too in what Allison and Todd were wearing. Todd had talked her out of going in the jeans and t-shirt that she’d originally tried to put on, pointing out that she probably wouldn’t wear that to any kind of planned dinner, no matter who it was with. An impromptu dinner? Definitely. But there was no point in trying to rile her parents on purpose just to make a point.

  Todd had changed into a less formal button down shirt made out of a soft jersey material, hunter green, and a pair of khaki colored dress slacks. Not the suit that he’d originally planned on wearing. She’d changed into a button down shirt and a soft flowing skirt that stopped well above her knees. Which was probably part of the reason that her mother’s lips twitched.

  “It’s so lovely to see you sweetheart,” her mother said warmly, drawing her into a hug. The blandness of her words glossed over the fact that it had literally been months since they’d seen each other. Allison’s smile felt a little frozen, especially when she saw her father coming down the hall from over her mother’s shoulder.

  He looked older than when she’d last seen him, somehow. More worn. The circles under his eyes seemed darker and it looked like he had a few more wrinkles. Unlike her mother, of course, he didn’t have make-up or other alternatives to help him cover those tracks of age. Even knowing that the signs of stress and age came from the amount of time he spent working and not from her absence, she couldn’t help but feel her heart twinge a little at the sight of him. Surely her absence hadn’t helped.

  But she didn’t regret taking her leave rather than making her father’s life less stressful by doing everything he wished.

  “Allison,” he said as her mother released her from their embrace.

  “Father.” Her mouth felt dry and she stood there for an awkward moment, unsure of what to do. Then, a little stiffly, he held out his arms and she stepped forward into another hug, feeling his body relax a little once she was hugging him back. Behind her she could hear Todd and her mother exchanging a greeting.

  The initial awkwardness was eventually smoothed over with small talk and drinks before dinner, her mother blithely assuming control of the conversation and catching Allison up on all of the gossip about the many acquaintances that she’d had no reason to hear about for months. On one hand it was a little annoying, on the other, she couldn’t deny that there was something soothing about letting her mother chatter aimlessly, keeping the conversation light.

  It wasn’t until they moved into the dining room that the conversation turned to more serious matters. Of her course father started it by asking how Todd was doing at work, from the
questions he asked she could tell that they’d already had a conversation about Todd’s career when Todd had talked to him before. To her surprise, her father didn’t seem to condescend or patronize to Todd, although he was perfectly willing to offer his advice. It seemed that Todd had made more of an impression on her father than she’d realized.

  “And how is your job?” her father asked, turning his attention to her. She gave a little start of surprise, not so much at his wanting to involve her in the conversation as the subject matter. In the past her father had been more supportive of her working than her mother, but he hadn’t shown any real interest in hearing about it. “Do you think you’ll stay where you are after graduation?”

  “I’m not sure,” she said slowly, trying to get her head around the fact that she was now talking about her career with her father. And her mother was looking on attentively rather than trying to change the subject or gently scolding Allison about it. Maybe they really had changed their views on her in the months that she’d been gone. “For a little bit, probably. I like what I do, but I don’t think they need me full time and I don’t think I’d want a career in Human Resources even though I enjoy it. I’ve been thinking about sending in some applications to publishing houses and seeing if I can get an entry level position in one of those.”

  “Are you going to do that before or after graduation?” he asked.

  “I was thinking that I’d started sending them in before. I’ve already started looking at some of their websites to see if they’re hiring and keeping an eye on the major job sites to see if they advertise any openings on those. I’m sure there are other people who will also be sending their resumes in before graduation, but there’s a lot of people who procrastinate too. I’d rather be in the earlier group.”

 

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