To Save Sir (Doms of Decadence 7)

“Hey, once a punishment is given then that’s it. Slate wiped clean, okay?” He smiled at her then stood. “Come on, let me help you up.” He helped her stand then gathered her into his chest, rubbing his hand up and down her back. Then pulled her skirt down. “Feeling better, now?”

She nodded. “Yeah, except well, ouch.” Her skirt rubbed against her newly reddened butt cheeks.

He grinned. “A punishment spanking is meant to hurt, darlin’. Come on. Let’s walk.”

And so she followed him around with her boobs on display and her ass cheeks on fire. They watched a few more scenes until Curt finally stopped in front of an empty piece of equipment.

A swing.

She swallowed heavily. Heavy chains were attached to a thick frame. The main part of the swing was made from black leather and would provide plenty of support. Two separate straps hung from the front of the frame that had loops at the bottom for your feet. They were more of a support rather than a restraint.

Curt placed his bag down. “Strip off.”

Her hands trembling, she pulled off her top and skirt. It was actually a relief to get rid of the skirt, each time she moved, it rubbed against her sensitive butt cheeks. Speaking of her butt, how was she going to take any more punishment? She watched as he pulled some things from his bag. Lube, a butt plug, nipple clamps, a butterfly vibrator with straps and a riding crop.

Holy shit.

He turned to her, moving closer and cupping her face between his hands. “Scared?”

“A little.”

He grinned. “A little is expected. Remember, you have your safeword.” He lightly kissed her. Then he turned back and grabbed the butterfly vibrator and kneeling in front of her. “Hold onto my shoulders and step into this.” She held onto him for balance as she stepped into the straps. He pulled them up, adjusting the butterfly over her na then pulling the straps tight. Good. “Now, up you go.”

He lifted her, settling her in the sling. Her ass hung off the end, but it wasn’t uncomfortable, in fact she was well-supported. It was almost relaxing.

Almost.

Curt slipped her feet into the loops so her legs were spread wide, once more putting her on full display. That seemed to be the theme of the night.

“I’m not going to tie your hands but I expect you to hold onto the straps above you and not let go.”

She nodded, wide-eyed as he tested the butterfly vibrator, switching it on with a vibrator he held. Immediately, it buzzed against her sensitive clit and she let out a cry of pleasure.

“Good,” he muttered, turning it off.

She let out a shuddering breath, noticing that they were attracting a crowd. Oh God. Curt moved back and she saw he held the nipple clamps.

Trepidation filled her as she stared at the clamps.

He switched on the butterfly vibrator and she arched up as her clit started to throb. “Remember, no coming.”

Fuck. This was going to be hard. Curt leaned in and suckled on one nipple then nipped at it, pulling on it. He drew back and placed the clamp around her engorged nipple.

“Ah,” she cried out at the bite of pain that soon morphed into a deep throbbing. Oh God, she was going to come. She whimpered, her head thrashing from side to side as he gave her other nipple the same treatment. Too much, it was too much. She had to come.

Suddenly, the butterfly switched off and she let out a long, loud groan. Curt chuckled from beside her. “Easy, darlin’, we’re just beginning.”

“I’m never going to survive.”

Leaning down, he gave her a surprisingly gentle kiss. “But you will, because I need you. Always.”

She sighed. Damn, how did he know exactly what to say? She blamed his sweet words for her inattention. And it wasn’t until something hard pressed against her asshole that she realized she really should have being paying attention.

Her eyes widened as he started to press the anal plug inside her.

“Cur…ah, Sir!”

“Good save,” he said. “You’re going to take this plug. You’ve taken it before. Relax. That’s it. You love having your ass plugged, don’t you baby?”