Saxon's Soul (Haven, Texas 5)

“Red.”

“Good girl. Now, don’t worry, I’m only going to use a small anal plug on you. Tonight.”

The squeaking noise she made was like ambrosia. He moved to his bag and grabbed a small plug with a tapered end. Not enough to truly stretch her but it would give her a taste and show her those nerve endings in her ass could add to her pleasure. Before coating the plug with lube, he turned on the wand. She let out a cry as it vibrated against her clit. He spread the lube over the plug then spread her ass cheeks.

“Such a pretty, puckered hole. I cannot wait to take you here. Once you’ve been properly prepped.”

“Oh, God. Oh, God.”

He gave her several sharp smacks to the ass. “Were you asked a question?”

“No, Sir.”

“Then are you supposed to speak?”

“No, Sir. I’m sorry.”

She practically trembled with the need to please him. Delicious. He spread her ass cheeks again and started to press the plug into her ass. He met resistance when he got to the largest part of the plug. “Deep breath in then out. Good girl. I know it burns but it’s going to feel so good once you get past that.” He eased the widest part in, settling the plug in her ass. He gave her ass a few light pats then stood back to assess her. His cock was hard and pressing against his pants, he wanted nothing more than to sink himself inside her. But this wasn’t about him right now.

The wand still vibrated against her clit and her juices glistened in the light. Her ass was a light pink. She was a little tense but not overly so. He moved towards her head and laid a finger over the pulse in her wrist. Fast but not racing. Good enough.

Next phase.

Her eyes were wide as she stared at him. Blindfold? No, maybe not tonight. He wanted to see her eyes, they could tell him a lot about what she was thinking.

“Pet, you’re allowed to come as often as you want. And feel free to make plenty of noise.” Unable to resist those lush lips, he leaned in to kiss her. “You are so beautiful. I love seeing you plugged and bound. You please me very much.”

She practically hummed with pleasure.

“But now I’m going to make you cry.”

Her eyes widened. Her breath came in faster pants. He laid a reassuring hand on her back. “When was the last time you cried, pet?”

“I never cry, Sir.”

“That’s not good. You need a good cry every now and then.” It would be cleansing for her. Like a new start. Leaving some old shit behind and starting afresh.

“And how often do you cry, Sir?”

He gave her a disapproving look.

“Sorry, Sir,” she said.

“Not yet, but you will be,” he told her ominously. In truth, he didn’t mind her sass that much. What he didn’t like was the way she hid things from him. She was very good at guarding her emotions and thoughts. And that just wouldn’t do. Not with him.

He moved behind her, where she couldn’t see him. He started spanking slowly then harder and faster. He heard her breath catch, saw the way she’d tensed. Oh, no, she wasn’t shutting him out. He was far more determined and stubborn than she was. He reached down and pressed two fingers deep inside her. So hot and wet. In and out he pumped his fingers. Reaching for the plug, he twisted it. She grew tense, strained against the bonds.

He continued to move his fingers and play with the plug. Combined with the vibrator against her clit, she didn’t stand a chance. Her thighs trembled as she screamed, her pussy pulsing around his fingers as she came. He quickly withdrew his fingers and spanked her again. Harder and faster this time. Her ass turned from pink to red to a deep scarlet. Her orgasm had thrown her off and she was more relaxed, unable to gather herself.

He covered her ass and the tops of her thighs with hard, fast spanks. Then he moved his fingers back to her pussy, thrusting them deep.

“Come again, pet. I want you to come again.”

She shook her head, sobbing, but he wasn’t going to let her deny him. He curled his fingers, rubbing the tips against the rough piece of skin inside her. That was all it took to make her come. Her cry was loud and piercing. He withdrew his fingers and started spanking her again.

“Come on, baby. Let go for me.”

Finally, he heard her sob. Thank God. Relief filled him. She was so stubborn that he’d worried it would take far longer for her to let go. As her sobs grew louder, he rushed to untie her. He removed the wand, turning it off and chucking it into his play bag. He left the plug in as he untied her. Grabbing a blanket from his bag, he pulled her up into his arms and moved to one of the aftercare areas, only stopping briefly to ask a