“Yes. I do.” It was like a marriage vow—a commitment to him and no one else.
“Take off your clothes,” he commanded and she obeyed instantly, making sure she carefully folded each item and placed the bundle to one side.
When she stood before him naked, proudly keeping her hands behind her back so he could see her round breasts and bare mound, he commanded her again. “Undress me.”
He rose to his feet and she carried out the request unhurried, although with her fingers trembling, it was tempting to rip off his clothes. She couldn’t wait to touch him and feel him enter her.
His cock stood to attention, the shaft as thick as her wrist. He sauntered past her, briefly touching her shoulder.
“Kneel on the bed.”
She crawled to the middle and positioned herself as instructed. On the other side of the room, he was retrieving items from a drawer. She couldn’t see them. However, she had a good view when he laid them on the bed.
“Er… why—”
“Don’t worry. I’m not punishing you, far from it. I think you actually like this inflatable butt plug.” He knelt behind her, tracing his fingers along her spine, and multiplying goosebumps tracked his progress.
Like it! How to put words to those contrary emotions she felt whenever she imagined that butt plug. Her introduction to it had been humiliating and erotic. She should despise the way it made her feel, emotionally and physically, but she just couldn’t hate it.
“What are you going to do?” Her voice quavered.
“Those deep, dark fantasies you bury in your mind. Don’t tell me they don’t exist.” He spread his fingers over each of her round lobes and parted her cheeks. “Mmm. Fucking you here, there, and every which way. Don’t fight them, Jade. Work with them. I’ll never hurt you, but don’t deny you want to explore those dark thoughts.”
She gasped as he circled her anus with his thumb. With her elbows bent, she burrowed her head down between them, raising her bottom higher, letting him see her open slit.
Mason didn’t rush. Using the lubricant he’d removed from the drawer, he worked it over both of her holes, using one hand to probe her pussy, the other to dip his fingers inside her bottom.
She moaned and wriggled her ass about. The preparation took forever, it seemed, but he wouldn’t be rushed by her impatient whimpers.
“Tell me what you’re thinking. What you want.” He slid more digits inside her drenched pussy, using the tips to stroke her insides.
“You!” she urged. “Oh, don’t hold back, please, just fuck me.” She rambled on, almost aware of her words. “Sir. Oh, my sir.”
“You’re going to come. Right now. Do it.”
She never thought it possible that two words could cause such an eruption. She cried out as her pussy clenched around his fingers.
“You’re going to be an obedient girl and come whenever I tell, and if you don’t, then I’ll make sure you do.” He sounded confident of his abilities and she didn’t doubt he could do it.
Denying her was no longer a novelty and she respected the reason why he used it. However, pushed to the limits and made to come was different as it meant her total surrender. Regardless of the pain, and she knew the best orgasms brought both pain and pleasure, she had to fulfill his wishes. Forcing orgasms out of her would be a new game, a challenging one, but fun too. She wanted to achieve all that he could ask of her, as long as he treated her with respect.
The tip of the plug entered her back hole. She pushed back, letting her muscles give and fold around it. Mason applied no force, he didn’t need to; she consumed the tapered plug with ease.
“Good girl,” he soothed, stroking her bottom.
She scrunched her hands around a pillow and dragged it toward her, holding on tight. The hardness of his cock resembled an unyielding rock. He gave a swing of his hips and slid inside, powering deep with a single thrust. As he fucked her pussy, he slowly inflated the plug, allowing it to stretch and grow.
The sensation gave her an amazing arousal. Mason didn’t hold back from teasing her. He varied the speed of his fucking, using his cock to glide along her folds before dipping back inside. His hands roamed everywhere, cupping her breasts and toying with her nipples as they swung beneath her.
The urgency grew, the force of his thrusts strengthened, but he’d ceased pumping up the plug. She’d no idea how big it was, but it didn’t hurt and she didn’t want him to remove it. The fullness was everything she’d imagined in her wildest fantasies.
He wanted to delve into her darkest places and this was only the beginning.
“You feel it?” he asked.
“Yes. Yes, I do.” It wasn’t a physical thing. It was purely emotional—his dominance. His power over her and her trust in him. Two things that fed each other and had to be balanced, had to work side by side.
He slapped her ass cheek with a flick of his wrist. A sharp sting and it tensed her bottom, tightening her grip on the plug and on his cock. He grunted, clearly enjoying the sensation.