The Commitment (Unrestrained 2)

I was completely shocked, my mouth opening and closing as I gasped. I was so thoroughly aroused, my mind so overtaken by pleasure from his touch, I nodded without thinking.

"Good girl," he said and kissed my shoulder.

Then, he began stroking my buttocks softly, circling each one slowly, gently, his fingers playing with them, outlining them before slipping between them to touch my pussy. He leaned over and kissed between my shoulder blades, his mouth moving lower to the small of my back. He hiked my ass up a bit more, creating a deeper bend in my hips so that my ass was higher, and kissed each cheek.

After that, he adjusted me on his lap, and I could feel his erection pressing against my hip. He was hard as rock.

He hit my buttocks with his right hand using a light rapid touch. It didn't hurt. Instead, it was a light slapping over the buttock, first one then the other, the pattern random so that I never knew where he would hit next. I could feel my ass jiggling under the assault and slowly, he began increasing the intensity of the hits, so that each one bordered on a slight sting.

The sting wasn't really painful. In truth, his hand striking my buttocks aroused me even more, especially when he struck the inside of each buttock. The spot seemed to connect my ass with my pussy, each strike stimulating my clit and labia rather than causing pain. Soon, I was writhing beneath his hand, my arousal growing. I didn’t say anything, but I groaned – not from pain, but from how good it felt.

"Spread your thighs wider," he said, his voice firm.

I did and gasped when he slipped his thumb inside me, circling over the sensitive ridge of tissue an inch or so inside my body. His other fingers found my clit, and pressed against it. Then, he began slapping my ass with his left hand, continuing with the firm tapping he had begun with the other hand, which was now otherwise occupied in my pussy. He increased the force he used with his left hand, and maintained the slow circle of his thumb inside of me, his fingers stroking my clit.

"You're going to come while I spank you, Katherine," he said after a few moments.

I was certain he was right for my body was responding to everything he was doing. The slight thud thud thud from his hand striking my ass intensified what I felt in my pussy and clit. He stopped his motions for a moment and leaned down, his mouth beside my ear.

"Are you sorry you didn't tell me about Kurt as soon as you got home from the fundraiser, Katherine? Are you sorry you didn’t tell me about Sunita and about Maureen?"

I swallowed hard, my mind almost overwhelmed with sensations. "Yes, Master."

He began his assault on my senses again, fingers moving inside of me, hand striking my ass in rapid succession. My thighs began to shake as my orgasm neared.

"Master, I…"

"Good girl," he said, his voice pleased. He stopped his motions and I lay gasping, waiting. "I don't think you're ready to come yet."

He didn't remove his fingers, and the sensation of them inside of me and of his hand stroking over my butt was agonizingly arousing.

"Oh, God, I'm going to come," I gasped.

"No, you're not. Take a deep breath and blow it out. Relax completely."

I tried and soon, it worked. My body was throbbing, aching for more stimulation but he kept still, no motion at all.

"I like this, Katherine," he said, rubbing his groin against my hip. "I love having you lying on my lap like this, your ass up and open, my fingers inside of you. You're so close, your body is about ready to convulse with pleasure."

He did nothing and I couldn't help but clench around his fingers, my body taking over, trying to find more sensation to bring on my orgasm.

"No," he said, firmly. "Don't make yourself come, Katherine. I'm the only one who can make you come. Nod your head if you understand."

I nodded, breathing rapidly, my body aching for release.

"Maybe a few more smacks," he said, his left hand beginning to stroke over my cheeks. "Just a few love taps and you're so close, I believe I could send you over…"

He smacked me several times over my pussy harder than he had before and that did it. The pressure was enough to move my body against his fingers and I went over the edge, my orgasm starting, the pleasure from deep in my core spreading down my legs and up into my chest.

"Oh, God, oh God," I cried out, my body shuddering, my face white-hot as waves of pleasure coursed through me. "Ohh…"

"That's good, Katherine," he said, leaning down, his face next to mine, his breath warm on my cheek. "That's so good…"

His fingers moved inside of me, heightening my pleasure. Then, he slipped his left hand under my head and turned my face to the side so he could kiss my mouth as I came around his fingers. When he pulled back, I lay on his lap, my body quivering in the last throes of my orgasm, his fingers still deep inside of me.

Then, he lifted my ass up and stood, holding me by the hips, positioning me with my knees at the edge of the bed, my face pressed against the covers, ass in the air. I heard the jangle of his belt being unfastened, the slither of his fly being undone and then felt the head of his cock against my pussy.

"Now I'm going to fuck you, hard." He rammed his entire length inside of me, grasping my hips, pulling me against him with each thrust. "You want to know what being fucked hard feels like, Katherine?" he said, his voice rough, his lips next to my ear. "This is me fucking you hard."