Not Damaged (Extreme 1)

“What?”

“Another spank, make that six. Don’t make me wait, subby,” he said.

He stared at her waiting for Jesse to do as he ordered.

She got to her knees. Her lovely tits swayed with each movement as she got to the floor. Cock thickening, he watched her bow her head, her tits thrust up to him, begging for him to touch.

When she finished, staying still, he caressed her blonde locks.

“Baby, if you’re not a practicing submissive then why are you on your knees for me?” he asked.

“What?” She looked up. The tears had spilled onto her lovely cheeks.

“You’re crying, baby. These should be tears of happiness, not tears of sadness. You’re a practicing submissive and with time I could train you to be everything I want.”

“We’ve not even had sex yet. What if I can’t be what you want?”

Getting to his knees in front of her, he wrapped her hair around his fist. Using his grip he tugged her head back. “You’ll be what I want. I’ve never had a woman suck my cock and swallow my cum without complaint. I’m a forty year old man, Jesse. I’ve lived a long time and been with many different women. In the last week I’ve felt more than I have in over twenty years of adulthood. I love you. I want to be with you. And I know in my heart our time together will be explosive. Don’t you feel it?”

“You really think that?”

“I know it. I’ve never backed down from a challenge, baby. Are you issuing me a challenge?” he asked.

“No, I’m not issuing you anything.”

Dropping a kiss to her lips, he gave a tug on her hair. She gasped and her eyes glazed over in arousal.

“I’d hate for my sub to start topping me from the bottom.” Sliding his tongue over her lips he watched her melt against him. Her thoughts so open for him to read.

“I’m not doing anything like that, Sir. What will we do about my family?” she asked.

“I’ll meet them when you’re ready for me to meet them.” He’d gotten the sense she was nervous about her parents influence on his decision. Nothing they said or did would make him stop caring about her. Ryan loved her with all of his heart. Nothing would stop his feelings for her.

“I’m not ready for you to meet them. It has nothing to do with you,” she said, nibbling her lip.

“I know it isn’t, baby. I talked with your father and I know it has nothing to do with me.” He dropped a kiss to her lips, listening to her moan and watched her follow him as he tried to pull away.

“I love you,” she said.

“I love you too. Now, the St. Andrew’s Cross, the spank bench or over my knee, your choice.” She looked at each piece of equipment before settling on him.

“Over your knee, Sir.” She looked down at the floor. He tugged on her hair getting her to look up at him.

“Tell me what you’re thinking?” he asked.

“I was wondering what you’d spank me with?”

“I’ll be spanking you with my hand. Jake never touched you with his hand and I want to be different to him.” Showing her his palm, he watched her eyes widen. Her lips were moist, lovely and plump. “Do you have any problems with that?”

“No, Sir.”

“Good. I think we’re done in the playroom today.” He took her hand leading her away. On the way out, he turned off the light, closing the door behind him. Later on he’d go back down to put everything away. He didn’t mind the extra work. Ryan loved a reason to be in the one domain where his true self could be released.

When the basement door was locked, he placed the key, lifted Jesse in his arms and carried up to his room. Setting her on her feet, he took a seat on the edge of the bed. “Strip for me, Jesse. Show me your lovely body.”

Her hands opened and closed.

He waited patiently. His love for her would never be in question. No one, not even her family could push him away. Jesse Robinson was his future.

* * * *

With her breasts exposed Jesse didn’t understand why her nerves were affecting her. Ryan saw everything. He even knew what she was thinking, which delighted her. The control he possessed left her feeling safe in her arms.

She unhooked her bra first, feeling the tightness ease around her body. Dropping the bra to the floor she dealt with the zipper at the side of her dress. The fabric fell around her body, leaving her standing in a pair of silk panties. They were wet from her arousal. Heat filled her cheeks at the embarrassment of how aroused she actually was.

“Come here,” he ordered.

His hands settled on her hips as she stepped closer. In the next instant the fabric was torn from her body. With a jerk she watched him hold up her underwear.

“This is what I love, Jesse. You’re turned on by everything I do to you. Every response that comes to you is natural.” He threw the panties toward her clothing. “Open for me.”

Jesse opened her thighs and he slid his fingers through her slit.

“So fucking wet. We’re perfect for each other, baby. I’m hard and we’ve not even fucked.”

“I want to feel you, Sir. Please, fuck me today,” she begged.

“No, we’ll do this my way and no other way.” He pulled away from her pussy. “Get over my knee and take your punishment for disobeying me.”

She stared at his knees wondering how she would keep her dignity. Hesitating for several seconds, she saw there was no way out of her punishment. She looked forward to the sting of his palm. Jesse went over his knees, and Ryan held her still with an arm around her waist. Her breasts were over one knee with her stomach between his thighs. The whole experience left her red in the face.

“I’m too heavy,” she complained.

“Another spank for thinking that, you’re now up to seven.”

She slammed her mouth shut as he caressed the cheeks of her ass. His touch turned her on even more. Grabbing the fabric of his trousers, she waited for the first hit.

“I’m not going to do anything until you relax for me, baby.”

Jesse stayed quiet even though she wished to argue with him about relaxing.

Ryan caressed up and down her thighs going inside then out before resting on her ass. He took his time, driving her crazy with every caress.

Slowly, she calmed and relaxed under his touch. His fingers slid between her anus, pressing on the puckered hole but not penetrating her with his touch. Ryan moved away caressing each cheek of her ass in time. His hands started to sooth her, calming her down.

Whack!

The first spank took her by surprise making her yelp.

Whack!

Whack!

Whack!

The first four had her screaming. Her ass felt hot and bruised from his touch.

“You’re almost done, baby.” Ryan stroked her ass.

Tears fell down her cheek, surprising her. She didn’t feel emotional at all.

“The next three I don’t want to hear a sound from your mouth, okay?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Resting her cheek against his leg she took the next three spanks of his hand without making a sound. She gritted her teeth, holding onto her breath.

“Well done, subby. I’m so proud of you.” Ryan held her close, rubbing a hand over her ass. “Your ass is lovely and red.” He lifted her up in his arms, then turned her to look at a mirror. Glancing over her shoulder she saw the print of his hand across her ass. “Look how perfect you look,” he said.

She watched his palm run across the cheeks of her ass.

“Perfect.”

Something primitive gripped her at his scorching touch. Her heart raced and she wanted him to keep spanking her with his palm.

“What’s going on in that head of yours?” he asked.

“I love it, Sir.” She turned to look at him, dropping her gaze to his lips. “Kiss me, please.”

“Kiss me, subby.”

Biting onto her bottom lip she closed the distance between them, pressing their lips together. Wrapping he

r arms around his neck, she deepened the kiss, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Ryan opened up, taking over the kiss. His fingers sank into her hair, gripping her hard against him. Their teeth clashed together but she didn’t care about the pain.