Duncan stepped back and stripped. His thick cock sprang free and she watched, riveted. Muscles rippled as he moved over to wardrobe once more and drew out a crop.
She shuddered, but he did nothing more than sit back on the armchair and watch her for a long moment. Laken knew she was totally exposed; there was nothing he couldn’t see from his viewpoint, her bare pussy lips, her asshole.
“Do you want the kiss of the crop on your skin, sugar?” he asked.
God, yes.
“Yes, Sir.”
“Where?”
“On my ass, Sir,” she replied. “On my thighs and my breasts.”
“Your pussy looks wet, sugar. Are you turned on?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Do you like being tied up? Being held at my mercy?” he asked in a low voice.
“God, yes, Sir. I’m so turned on. Touch me please,” she begged. “Put your cock inside me, Sir.”
He chuckled. “I do like having you tied up, sugar. I think we’ll have to do this more often.”
Standing, he walked over and the flicked the crop down on her bottom. She whimpered then groaned as he struck her bottom again, then her thighs. She jolted; arching her back as he lightly hit her breasts.
Putting the crop down, he grabbed each ass cheek, pulling them apart, massaging them heavily. He slipped one finger into her pussy, hooking it up until he found that heavenly spot inside her, rubbing it relentlessly as she groaned.
Leaning over her body, he nipped first one nipple then the other, pulling on them. Pain licked through her body, leaving fire in its wake.
“Oh, oh,” she cried as he slapped her bottom with his free hand. Once, twice, back and forth until she shuddered with need.
Stepping back, Duncan grabbed his cock, fisting himself. Laken opened her mouth as he leaned over her, taking the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked him in as he reached one hand down and tapped her clit.
Bobbing her head, she kept her eyes open, watching him, loving the pleasure on his face.
“Do you want my cock, sugar?”
She nodded as best she could.
“How much?” He drew his shaft out of her mouth, driving two fingers deep inside her. She tugged at her bonds, not in an effort to get free, but because she loved knowing she was at his mercy.
“So badly, Sir. Please, take me. Please.”
He grinned, then moved between her legs. Holding his shaft at the base, he slowly guided himself inside her, pushing inch by inch until she was stuffed full.
Then he moved, speeding up until they were both breathing heavily. He rubbed her clit until she came, following her over soon after.
***
“Hello, Haven Mechanical.”
“Hi Matt,” Laken greeted the local mechanic, shifting the phone so she could hold it more easily as she wiped down a shelf. “It’s Laken Michaels here.”
“Hey, Laken, how are you sweetheart?” Matt said in a friendly voice.
“I’m good. I’m calling about my car. You’ve had it for a while and I’m starting to worry about how big the bill is going to be.”
There was a long pause.