A Taboo Collection

But the crazy thing was I looked forward to it, wanted whatever he gave me.

“Stand and move into the middle of the room.”

I did as he said. Glancing around, I was surrounded by lavishness.

“Go over to the bed and bend over.”

I was starting to get nervous, knowing he planned on spanking me with the belt, but not sure how far he would go. He might have said he would try and be gentle claiming my virginity, but I didn’t know this man. He was frightening in a sense, big powerful; and I was at his mercy.

When I was in the position he wanted, I looked over my shoulder and saw him looking at my ass. He stepped closer, slow and steady, like a predator. When he was right behind me, I tried to stop myself from shaking in nervousness and anticipation.

I swore I could feel his hands on me even when he wasn’t touching me, and the sensation was incredible. His presence was so intense that I couldn’t help but hold my breath. It felt as thought his broad shoulders blocked out everything behind him.

“I’m going to make you scream for more, and make your flesh glow a delicious red.”

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t even think, because I knew I didn’t have any kind of control over what was about to happen. I looked down at the belt still wrapped around his hand, and wondered how far he’d go, how much pain he’d give me before he actually fucked me. Was this what men in BDSM looked? I knew nothing about that scene, but I was curious to experiment.

“I know you’re wondering how far I’m going to go,” he seemed to mutter to himself while looking at my ass and pussy, which were both spread obscenely. He took a step back, and lifted his gaze to mine. “Are you afraid?”

I licked my lips and nodded. I couldn’t help but watch the hard, huge muscles of his chest flex with even the smallest of moves.

“Good, you should be, darling.”

My heart beat hard and fast, and my fear climbed. I was so aroused, so wet and needy for him, and I knew he would torture me before he gave me pleasure. The air around us was heated, and there was a glint of excitement in his eyes.

The man standing before me was hard in appearance and attitude, but I found that arousing, and excitement moved through me. Was there something wrong with me because I would enjoy getting beaten with his belt? Was I sick in the head because I ached for more, even though I was a virgin? I couldn’t lie and say a few times I’d wondered what it would feel like to be dominated, restrained, and have pain with my pleasure. Virgin or not, I did have desires.

I hadn’t realized what I might be missing until this moment, until the promise of what Felix could give me.

“I’m about to give you far more than you think you can handle, Sasha, and it’ll be so fucking incredible.”

And I couldn’t wait to experience it all, because what would life be life if I just played by the rules and towed the line? If I was going to do this, then I was going to go all the way, no questions asked, no worries clouding my mind. Tonight wouldn’t just be about Felix finding his pleasure, but about me getting to know what I liked, and how to experience it all.

6

Felix

Bringing the belt down on her ass, I was careful not to hurt her. I had to keep reminding myself that Sasha was a virgin. She wasn’t used to this kind of possession or dominance. It was easy to forget with how damn horny she was. Her pussy was drenched and she never once looked away from me. I kept forgetting that I had purchased her on a stage while a bunch of horny millionaires stared at her.

Sasha gave a little yelp, and I stroked over the red mark. It wasn’t a scary red, just a heated red that would fade within a few minutes. I brought the belt back down, hitting her other cheek. She kept moaning, and I continued to whip her ass with the belt. Sasha wriggled around, trying to find my dick. She didn’t even have a clue what she was doing, but I knew it, and I knew how to deal with her.

Throwing the belt to the floor, I gripped her hips, and pulled her toward me, so close for my waiting cock to slide inside her. If she moved back a little, she’d fall to the floor in a heap, so I made sure I held on tightly to her. Sliding my fingers in her aching cunt, I once again pressed my finger against her hole, but I didn’t pierce that hymen. No, that tiny bit of flesh is what I paid a fortune for. However, with Sasha on my bed, I was starting to wonder if I was after more than her virginity. Did I want the woman who owned that virginity?