I sit on the end of the bed. “Lie over my lap, little girl.”
She’s shaky, but obeys like the good girl she’s determined to be. When she’s draped over my thighs, I spank her slowly, warming her ass until she squirms. Then I lower her panties and pull the bullet vibrator from my pocket. Buzzing her clit until her body dances on my lap against my hard cock is exactly the kind of foreplay we both need.
I return to spanking her, firm and steady, until her ass goes from pink to red, until she’s gasping, until the word please drips from her tongue.
When I stand her up in her strappy heels, she’s unsteady and there’s a bright sheen to her eyes. Close to tears with tension coiled tight is exactly where I want her. Now when I make her come it’ll be extra intense.
Kissing her slowly, I suck on her tongue, and it’s a form of possession. I ease a clamp off and tug on her nipple with my teeth before suckling her breast. She twists, trying to move closer, but also to get her breast away. The second one gets the same treatment.
“Please,” she whimpers. “It hurts.”
“I’m just getting started.”
When I stack pillows on the center of the bed it makes her look away, her body vibrating with arousal and fear. I remove the necklace and set it aside.
Kissing her neck, I whisper, “After we’re married, I’m going to put a real collar around your throat.”
Her breathing turns ragged, and my fingers play between the smooth lips of her pussy. My fingers come away wet, and I suck the taste of her off them. “Lie face down over the pillows.”
“I’m nervous.”
Conversation isn’t going to reassure her, so I don’t waste my time. Stepping forward so her chest touches mine, I brush my lips over her ear. “Be a good girl and do as you’re told.”
There’s a hint of defiance in her expression, but she kneels on the bed and moves to the center. She lowers herself as gracefully as possible before gravity pulls her the rest of the way. Her arms are bound, her blushing ass is raised, and her knees are parted, showing off the dewy petals of her sex and the tiny star of her anus.
I strip and slick some lube over my cock. Positioning the vibrator against her clit, I warm her up until she writhes over the pillows like a kitty in heat. Her ass is gorgeous, and I cup her globes squeezing slowly before separating them so she can feel herself being stretched. She gasps and shudders. The glistening moisture on her lower lips tells me she may be nervous, but she’s also intrigued. I slap each cheek several times to restore the blush.
“Raise your ass.”
She’s hesitant, but obeys, getting her knees onto the mattress and arching her back. I love the look of her in this position, waiting, offering herself to me.
Preparing her pretty asshole, I sink a well-lubed finger inside. When I add a second one, she bucks, and her ring and fists clench.
“Relax for me.”
I wait while she struggles with herself. It takes several long moments for her to comply, and the thud of my heart increases. Every game with her is worth playing.
“That’s it. Unclench your fists, too.” Adding more lube to her, I ease my fingers in and out of her tight virgin ring. I stretch her, enjoying her ragged breathing as she slowly submits.
Removing my fingers, I position the head of my cock and then enter her slowly.
She sucks in a breath and clutches the sheets, struggling not to fight. Spreading her cheeks, I watch her ring stretch taut around me. She mewls and taps her toes against the mattress. I add more lube and sink farther into her ass. She cries out softly, clenching and relaxing until her body accepts its helplessness.
“Mmm.”
The vibrator against her clit excites her again, and her hips circle. Her nervous resistance softens.
That’s my dirty girl, I think, the corners of my mouth curving up as I start to thrust into her warm ass. Her virgin asshole is satisfyingly tight around my cock. Gripping her imprisoned arms, I anchor her body and penetrate the narrow space over and over.
An agonized groan punctuates her orgasm and her ring spasms around me, clutching and releasing my cock as I plunge deeper into her ass until I’m buried to the hilt. I leave her pussy perched on the vibrator because I plan to break her in tonight.
She whimpers, and I know I’m making her sore. Letting myself crash over into orgasm to the beat of her pulsations, I pump seed into her.
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Laurel
Sore, naked, and vulnerable under the covers, I shiver. His hand rests low on my belly, the pressure constantly reminding me that I’m pregnant with his baby. My upper thighs are slick, and my nipples ache from the way he teases them.
