“Yes,” she breathed. But she gave a slight smile and I knew she thought she still had some control. She was wrong.
I pulled my body away quickly. The movement pulled her off balance, causing her to swing slightly. Her breath came out in a scared huff, as she tried to regain her balance on her toes.
“You are mine, pet. I will do with you what I like. You are helpless with me.” I strolled over to one of the dressers lining the walls and opened a drawer. Several whips and paddles lined the inside. I picked up a large paddle with a slit cut in the middle and slapped it against my hand. Reese gasped in a breath behind me. I chuckled. “Does that sound good, pet? I can assure you it stings.”
“Sounds perfect,” she breathed. “Spank me, Sir!”
Her enthusiasm goading me on, I ran back to her dangling form, swung my arm back and slammed the paddle into her ample ass. The whole in the middle of the paddle pinched and grabbed the skin beneath it. When it pulled away, her ivory skin was marked with red. It was a beautiful sight.
Suddenly I didn’t want my clothing on anymore. I unbuttoned and pulled off my shirt, then dropped my pants. My cock, still hard as a rock, swung freely. Reese watched me undress, her face laced with desire. She bit her lip and whined slightly.
I caught her eyes. She kept looking at my thick cock her mouth practically watering. I stroked myself fiercely. “Do you want this, pet?” I asked, moving my dick head in front of her.
“Yes, Sir!” she begged. “I want to feel you again. I want every inch of your cock.”
I spanked her hard again with the paddle. It bit into her skin, her butt getting redder and redder. I fell to my knees and kissed the marks. She hissed out a breath as my lips met her broken skin, but her hips thrust back against my face.
I split her cheeks and ran my tongue around her puckered pink asshole. She quivered under my touch and pulled up one of her legs. Her body turned slightly, dangling from the hook. Reese panted. Her thighs were slick with desire. She was more than ready.
I stood and pulled her off her feet. My cock ached for her. I wanted and needed her. Pulling her legs slightly apart, I thrust inside her pussy. My full length slide in quickly and she held me tight with her wet pussy walls.
Fucking her rough, I allowed her body to swing slightly in my grasp. She trembled with excitement and fear, probably worried that I might let her fall. I wouldn’t but she couldn’t know that and it heightened the experience.
“Do you feel helpless, pet?” I grunted in her ear.
“Yes,” she moaned. “I am helpless with you, Sir. You can do whatever you want to me.”
Pleased with her answer, I pulled her legs back and guided her to wrap them around my back by locking her feet. This way I could get one of my hands free. I used it to reach around and squeeze and pinch her hard nipples.
Reese sucked in a breath. “I’m coming,” she whispered.
“Louder,” I ordered. “Scream until I fit you with a ball gag.”
Her pussy walls clamped on my thrusting cock and started to spasm. “I’m coming,” she moaned louder. “You’re making me come, Sir.”
I pinched her nipple harder and pushed her over the edge. The walls of her pussy gripped me firm and milked the seed from my cock. She screamed out her pleasure and I came along with her, spilling into her spurt after spurt of cum. It filled her up and made everything slicker. Pumping a few minutes more, I used my cock to push my seed further into her—claiming her again.
My orgasm was so intense I staggered backward with aftershocks and Reese was left dangling. Sitting on the bed, I watched my cum drip down her shapely thighs. That dirty sight started to rouse my dick immediately.
This girl had me constantly turned on. What a good pet she was.
When I felt stable, I stood and gently helped Reese down. She was loose and relaxed in my arms.
“That was incredible,” she muttered. “You really do know what’s best for me. It just keeps getting better and better.”
I sat and pulled her onto my lap, then kissed her on her tiny, cute nose.
“Oh, we are not done yet, pet. Not even close.”
With that, I pushed her back on the bed and had her again.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Reese
Today had been as slow as a snail and a sloth having a race, and nothing I did, not even an afternoon masturbation session in the restroom had made it any better.
It was Thursday. Kane had left for the London office Tuesday night, and I missed him terribly. He said he’d call me as soon as he got a minute, but for the next few days, he’d be swamped. Not that I saw him every day when he was here anyway, but it was a comfort knowing he was only a few floors above me.