12-Angela
Fuck. He’s good with his mouth.
I fisted the sheets as Ben teased me with gentle little licks.
“More,” I moaned and thrusted my hips up. He pulled away, and I whined.
“You’ll take what you’re given.” He commanded with a dark look in his eyes.
“Yes, Sir.” I whimpered. He scowled and lurched away from me. I sat up and stared at him, confused.
“Wha-“
“I need the gag,” he snapped and started digging through our play drawer.
He likes being in charge.That’s all it is.
I tried to convince myself, but the hurt settled into my stomach anyway.
A few seconds later, he had me gagged and had my hands tied to the headboard. To my complete disappointment, he didn’t return to my now neglected, throbbing clit but insteadsheathed himself in a condom and thrust into me in one smooth motion.
“I’ve decided to punish you.” He grunted as he threw his head back in pleasure. “I’m going to get off, but you aren’t.” He looked down with a smirk when he heard my squeak of displeasure. “You were a bad girl, going to Peter about our affair.”
His thrusts got harder, and I winced as he hit my cervix. He looked amused by my pain but eased up on his next thrust. This wasn’t the first time he had disciplined me by withholding orgasms, but this was the first time the heat in his eyes didn’t feel like lust. He loosened his grip and closed his eyes. The pleasure slowly started to build as the room filled with the sounds of his grunts, my muffled moans, and our bodies slapping together.
I was disappointed when he stayed true to his word and didn’t let me orgasm. He collapsed beside me and left me bound and gagged for a few minutes while he lay there and stared at the ceiling. When my wrists started to ache, I mumbled his name through the gag.
He slowly turned his head to look at me, and I flinched at the icy look in his eyes. He blinked, and his eyes had warmed slightly. If it hadn’t been for how he’d looked at me while inside of me, I would’ve thought I imagined it. He pulled the gag out of my mouth, and his lips twitched into a sexy smirk.
“Did you learn your lesson?”
“Yes, Sir.” I mumbled. I was pissed, but still needed him to free my arms. I had wanted one more night of passion with him, and instead, he decided to treat me like shit.
“Good girl.” He cooed and released my arms.
His head twisted to the side from the force of my palm against his face.
“Withholding orgasms as a real punishment is NOT okay Benjamin.” I snapped, “I love your sexy Dom side, but I am not here for your amusement or for you to take your bad moods out on.”
His eyes flashed with rage as he slowly turned back to face me. He wrapped one large hand around my throat and lightly squeezed. Not hard enough to restrict my air or hurt me, but hard enough to remind me that he could.
“I’m going to assume that all the blood is pooling in your poor, neglected, pussy and that’s why your brain thought it would be okay to put your fucking hands on me.” He snarled. He leaned closer and whispered, “otherwise, I’d have to believe that I’ve unlocked a new kink with you and you’d like me to get physical too.”
I blinked at him and shook my head. It had been impulsive and stupid to strike the man, especially while still in bed with him.
“I’m sorry.” I whimpered.
“You’ve been apologizing a lot lately.” He reprimanded.
I nodded and looked down. The more submissive I appeared, the less angry he would be. My eyes flitted around the room while his eyes bore into the top of my skull.
Maybe leaving would be a blessing in disguise. Maybe I can talk him into funding a larger, nicer place somewhere else for me.
“I’m just so sad to be leaving… I’m going to miss you so much.” I knew I needed to convince him that my actions were a sign of my devotion to him. If I left the city on these terms, he’d move on and forget all about me. “Things will be so much better once it’s just the two of us. There is soooo much more I want you to teach me. So much more I want to explore with you.” I teased and bit my bottom lip as I raised my eyes to meet his.
Finally, a flash of heat went through his eyes, and I let out a relieved little sigh. It was the first sign of lust I’d seen out of him since he set foot into my apartment.
“You’re going to pack your stuff and do everything that Frank outlined in the contract… but while you’re away I want you to make a list of all the things you want to do to please me the next time I see you.” Ben climbed out of the bed and turned around to face me. The man really was handsome. “I’ve been very disappointed in you the last couple of weeks but I know you can do better. Remember Angela, I will contact YOU when things calm down. When you get everything packed and decide where you’re going contact Frank and he will make sure to transfer the funds you need to start over.”
