"From now on, when I ask you a question, you will respond immediately. No more hesitation. Am I clear?"
"Yes, Sir.” Marley groaned, still feeling the effects of the hit. Reed had made it clear before that she needed to use words instead of her normal blase sound effects to answer him, but she'd had no idea how much it bothered him until now. That hit he'd given her did not arouse her—that one hurt—and anger wafted off him.
"Do not make me ask twice.” He smacked her again.
Marley hissed.
"Answer the question."
Clearly this was another side of BDSM she hadn't experienced yet. The molding of how he wanted her to act, and she could see sense in it all, but she wasn't bold, and speaking so forthrightly was as a challenge. She gulped back her hesitation and blurted out, “I won't come that way, Sir."
A challenge flashed in Reed's gaze, one that made Marley's eyes go wide. “We shall see then, won't we?” He hit her clit, repeatedly.
Marley closed her eyes, and panic filled her. This didn't feel good; it hurt. Her safe word played on her mind—should she use it to get him to stop?
"Look at me,” Reed commanded.
Marley forced her eyes to open.
"Breathe."
She wanted to listen to him, tried to focus on him alone, nothing else. Her muscles tensed in agony, but as she stared at him, she did what he'd asked her to do all along; she trusted him.
Each time he prepared to hit, she inhaled, and after, she released it. Her mind held the control here, and he gave her strength.
The pain lessened. His force still was hard, but she could manage it. “Yes, that's right; there you go,” Reed said.
The sting turned int
o something else entirely now. Her clit throbbed, and every smack against her produced a wild sensation that had her arching her hips, asking for more. She needed to reach the climax she could feel building in her body. “Oh, Sir. Oh, Sir, I'm going to come."
Reed's eyes shone with pride. “Take it then—claim what you're after."
She did, not only her orgasm, but his claim over her.
My dom.
Reed had created this scene to be all about Marley, her needs, her wants, even if she didn't know them herself. But he couldn't draw his thoughts away from himself while he used the crop.
Not now.
The bindings on Marley's legs left her completely open to admire, and her pussy had been taunting him. He wanted to put his cock where his fingers had been. So tight and accepting—warm and inviting.
This woman held a power over him he couldn't make sense of. His throbbing dick overtook his logical mind. He dropped the crop and took off his shirt. “You've been a good submissive, a good girl, and you deserve to be rewarded."
"Yes, Sir. Reward me, Sir.” Her voice was breathy, eyes sunk into desirable slits, and a blush formed on her cheeks.
He felt proud as he reached for the button on his pants, opened it, then slid the zipper down. For a woman never in the submissive role before, she fell into this lifestyle easily, and she enthralled him. She wasn't like any other woman he'd ever encountered.
Reed stepped out of his pants, approached the table again, and grabbed a condom—an item he kept around for safety purposes in case the need of one occurred. He hadn't fucked a sub since Samantha, and although he'd told Marley he wouldn't have sex with her, he couldn't deny his needs now.
He unwrapped the condom, slid it over his cock, and stroked himself, confirming he'd made the right choice—he needed to fuck her. Marley's eyes were wide and she panted, which indicated she enjoyed watching him jerk off, yet she raised her gaze to his as if he ordered it. “I'll never punish you for being turned on by my body. In fact, I'm pleased to see your eyes begging me to fuck you."
"Sir, I want you to fuck me."
Reed groaned and did nothing to hide his reaction to seeing such a luscious woman waiting for him. Marley exhaled deeply, a sound giving strength to his cock, a beautiful melody of arousal and apparent need.
He knelt before her, grabbed his heavy cock, then placed the tip at her entrance. Marley leaned up as much as she could in this position, grasped her thighs, and moaned. Reed slid in, and his eyes shut as he groaned. He heard Marley echo his sound. Nothing had ever felt so good.