Marrying an Asshole (Dirty Fuckers MC 3)

Suzy had seen stuff on the internet, but it was never this personal. It was almost next to impossible in this day and age to miss something like this. Everywhere she turned, everything was sex oriented.

The guy, Eric, wasn’t as big as Pixie. He was a businessman, that she saw easily enough. In front of Eric was a woman. She was small, slender to the point that her hip bones showed. Glancing up at Pixie, Suzy wondered if that was what he liked. Did he hate her curves?

Don’t be stupid.

Pixie hadn’t given her any sign that he didn’t love her body. In fact, every chance he got, he showed that he adored her and her curves.

Settling back against him, she watched as the man ran his fingers across the woman’s shoulders into her hair. Eric whispered something, and the woman turned, presenting him with her back.

Suzy watched as he held her hair, and began to plait the long blonde tresses down her back. He finished it off with a band that feel at the base of her ass.

“I’ll never know how he learned to do that,” Pixie said, whispering.

They couldn’t hear what was being said, but Suzy didn’t need to hear. She saw the love, the contentment, and also the trust between the couple. Tory turned back toward Eric, and the kiss between them was explosive.

Pixie took her hand, and she smiled. She loved it when they touched. Locking her fingers with his, she released a breath, smiling as she stared at the couple.

“What do you need?” Eric asked.

“I need to be punished, Sir. I was late every single day last week, and you had told me not to be.”

“You want me to punish you?”

“I need it.”

“Do you trust me?”

“Completely.”

Eric pressed a kiss to her cheek. “Let’s begin.”

She watched transfixed as Tory sank to the floor. Her knees were spread, and even though she was naked, Tory didn’t try to cover up. Her hands rested with her palms up. Her head slightly bent, and from seeing submissive artwork on the net, Suzy knew it was the ultimate submissive pose.

Eric stood back and nodded. “Very good, my beauty. Seeing you like this, I know you belong totally to me.”

“Eric is very possessive. He won’t let anyone else touch Tory. It’s difficult for him to let her go to work, knowing men will be drooling over her,” Pixie said.

“Do you drool over her?”

“No. I admire their relationship. You can’t deny they have something going on.”

She couldn’t deny it. Suzy couldn’t look away. It was seeing a view of two people, a couple, that she truly believed she’d never get to see.

Eric requested Tory’s hand, and he helped the woman to stand.

Suzy waited as he pulled her in close, slamming his lips against hers. All the time, Suzy felt Pixie right beside her. The emotions she watched pass between the Dom and his submissive were not the same, and yet they were for how she felt about Pixie. Eric ran his hands over Tory’s body, stroking each part of her. Tory didn’t fight. She accepted every touch, every pinch, and slap.

When it came time to the main punishment, Suzy saw how desperate Tory was. The other woman was practically giddy with excitement. If that hadn’t been confirmed with her bouncing body, then it was confirmed with her pussy.

Even though Suzy was uncomfortable with seeing another woman’s arousal, she couldn’t help but see why Tory was so turned on. It wasn’t just about the punishment either. Tory clearly loved and respected Eric.

Suzy watched as Eric started slowly, using his hands. He’d slap Tory’s ass, lightly, then hard. The moment he struck her hard, he’d soothe out the pain, running his fingers across the marks. Tory’s ass was a lovely shade of pink before he moved up to a whip. Suzy tensed up, but as Eric struck, Tory moaned.

The scene built as Eric struck Tory. She begged and pleaded for more. Throughout it all, Eric stroked her body, constantly checking if she was okay. If Tory was showing any signs of the scene going too far, he’d calm down, resorting to his hand rather than an actual piece of equipment.

When the spanking was done, he’d tease her with toys, moving her body, strapping her down as he brought her to a sweat with everything he did her. Once the punishment was over, Suzy watched as Eric finally claimed his woman.

To Suzy, it no longer felt dirty. If anything, it was a privilege to watch this couple, and to see something that she would like as well. She didn’t want to be tied up or spanked, or dominated in such a way. No, what she wanted was the same feelings that Tory had for Eric. The connection, the love, and above all the respect and trust. That was what a relationship was about, and that was what Suzy hoped to have one day with Pixie.