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“Look what you’ve done to me.” I fisted my base and dragged the tip along her lips.

Her tongue darted out for a taste, making my hips buck toward her.

Her nipples were hard tips jutting up toward me, begging for my mouth.

“Look at those perfect tits. I’m going to fuck them and come all over them. Then I’m going to make you lick my cock clean and rub my cum in like lotion. Would you like that?”

“I-I- yes,” she breathed.

It was as if I could feel her pussy dampening even more, drenching itself in honey for me. Her eyelashes fluttered as she looked up at me, completely enthralled by her own submission.

“Of course you would, you little slut.” I gripped the hair on each side of her head and drew her mouth toward my cock.

“Suck me off.”

She shied away, taunting me with her refusal. Fuck, what a turn on.

I reached down and ripped her up from her knees and threw her own the bed face first. Then I slid her back so her feet were on the floor and her ass was in the air.

I picked up my belt and snapped it. “Hear that?”

“Yes.”

“You’re about to hear a lot more. If you make a sound it will double your punishment.” I bent over her and ran my hand down her smooth back. “I hope you do cry out. I would love to make it worse.”

She shivered under my touch. I stood away from her and gave her the first lash. A red line of pain erupted along her ass, cutting through her tan lines and into the fair flesh around the plug. She buried her face in the bed and I didn’t hear a peep. I hit her again, the sharp crack of the belt going right to my cock and making it stiffen unbearably. Two more hits and I would take what I really wanted.

I swung again and she jerked. She turned her head to the side and gulped in air before re-burying her face in the comforter. I swung the final time, flicking my wrist and making it burn. She jumped but remained silent. I dropped the belt and yanked her from the bed.

Her blue eyes were watery.

“Do as I say and I won’t make you cry, Goldy. It’ll all be over soon.” I shoved her down to her knees.

I put one hand on the back of her head and brought her lips to my cock. This time she opened her mouth wide. I slid in, forcing my head to the back of her throat. I didn’t care if she gagged and her eyes watered, she would do everything I wanted without complaint.

I pulled out to her lips and guided her head back onto my shaft. I fucked her mouth. Saliva and precum mixed and leaked down her chin as she made sloppy noises around my cock. It was the hottest soundtrack I’d ever heard.

She moved her tongue along the underside of my length, swirling as I plunged into her as far as I could go. The back of her throat was slick against my head, teasing it with memories of how smooth and tight her pussy had been. I pulled her hair harder, grinding my cock into her mouth as she sucked me.

My back tensed and I stared down into her eyes, now half-lidded with lust. When she moaned around my hard flesh I exploded in her mouth, my cum rushing over her tongue.

“Swallow it, Goldy. Every last drop.” My voice was guttural, animal, but I meant every word.

My cock kicked inside her mouth as she closed around me, sucking and sealing so she could swallow. Her tongue twirled around my head and dabbed into my crease, licking up every bit I gave her. Fucking hell.

I pulled from her mouth, my dick licked clean even as a tiny bit of cum dribbled from her lips. I seared the image in my brain, intending to store it forever in my memory for later use.

I reached behind her and untied her. It was time for the second part of my plan.

Chapter Four

Renna

The front door shut with a click. Then he was gone. I stood and peered out my bedroom door. The suite was empty. I was certain of it. I could feel it. He’d just left. He’d just left?

I went to the bathroom and cleaned my face off, wiping away the cum still lingering along my chin. I smiled at myself in the mirror. That was no doubt the hottest time of my life. The way he’d made me come – I gripped the edges of the sink at the thought. He was a dream come to life with just enough nightmare thrown in to make it interesting.

When I moved, the toy in my ass gave me an odd sensation, but I didn’t dare touch it. He said to leave it there and I would, though I thrilled at the idea of more punishment. When he belted me, I thought I’d come just from the sensation of the leather against my skin. And the only odd part of all of it was that Jericho was doing it, not HardcoreDom. It had been Jericho all along.