Now that I’ve had it?
There’s no way I’m backing out, even if I am a bit surprised to learn that he’s dominant. Only slightly surprised though. He’s always had this commanding presence about him, and it’s part of the reason I found myself attracted to him in the first place.
He tugs my pants and underwear down past my ass, and my hard cock springs free. I peer down to see that I’m leaking like crazy, my head red and shiny with precum, a pearly bead of it dripping from my slit.
“Bend over.”
I nearly forget before I quickly check myself. “Yes, Sir.”
The moment I’m bent over with my palms flat on his desk, he grabs one of my ass cheeks in his hand and kneads it roughly. “You have such a gorgeous ass.”
My breathing picks up, my mind going a little hazy. When his nails sink into the flesh, I let out a surprised cry. I know what I did wrong without him having to use the words to explain it.
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Such a good boy. You learn so quickly. And this ass is going to be even more gorgeous after I redden it up.”
My responding whimper gets cut off with the first smack of his hand against the cheek he was just grabbing. I pitch forward onto my forearms as a sob gets caught in my throat. He didn’t start out easy. My ass already stings like hell, but he doesn’t give me half a chance to recover before he hits the same spot again, even harder this time. Then he’s lighting me on fire with two quick slaps to my other cheek.
It’s hard and brutal, the way he shows my ass absolutely no mercy as he alternates his hits. The only sounds in the room become the striking of skin on skin, his increasingly heavy breathing, and whatever the fuck my litany of embarrassing noises could be called.
By the time I’ve lost count of how many times his hand has connected with my ass, there’s a moment when the wordredis on the tip of my tongue. I bite my lip to keep it at bay. Not because I’m worried about disappointing him, but because I thinkIwould end up being the one disappointed if this stopped. Even through the intense pain and the fiery heat spreading across my ass and upper thighs, there’s an even hotter sensation swirling around in my gut, flames licking at the base of my spine.
It’s only when the blows start to slow that I realize just what an absolute mess he’s turned me into. Hot tears run down my cheeks, and I can’t even identify the kind of sounds coming out of me.
I never thought anyone could turn me into a whimpering, blubbering mess like this.
And that I’d fuckingloveit.
“Do you think you’ve had enough, Mr. Ellis?” he asks, his soothing voice and the soft touch of his hand against my abused ass jarring after the pain he just inflicted.
I don’t forget how I’m supposed to answer him, but, fuck, I can’t trust myself to speak.
When all I can manage is a nod of my head, his nails once more dig into my ass. It feels as though they’re stabbing into me, drawing blood.
“Yes.” I swear the sob I make comes out of every pore in my body. “Yes, Sir.”
“Are you sure? It seems like you might need to be punished more if you still can’t remember how to answer my questions.”
“No.” I shake my head, though it feels like a hundred pounds swinging on my neck. “No, Sir. Please. Fuck. Please, I just wanna come.”
And I do. Ireallyfucking want to. My dick hangs heavy between my legs, and I wouldn’t be surprised if I’ve leaked a puddle of precum onto the floor of his office while he went to town on my ass.
“Do you think you’ve earned that?” He doesn’t give me the opportunity to answer before he’s shoving two fingers into my mouth. “I’d suck those so they’re nice and wet. I don’t have any lube.”
Oh, fuck.
My cock jerks with excitement while nerves coil tight in my chest.
But I do exactly as he said, sucking on his fingers eagerly while one finger of his other hand dips into the crease of my ass. A full-body shiver races through me when it circles around my rim.
I’ve played with my ass before, but having someone else touch me there is such a foreign feeling. Agoodone. I moan around his fingers while I suck them eagerly.
“You’re so beautiful like this, Jackson,” he says, his breathless voice sending a bolt of pride through me knowing that I’m affecting him at least almost as much as he is me. “Sodesperate. So hard and leaking all over my floor from my hand making your ass red. So needy for something to fill you up.”
With his fingers still in my mouth, all I can do this time really is to nod. He’s not wrong about a damn thing.
As he removes his fingers, he shifts to stand more beside me, replacing his dry finger with his wet ones. As they circle my hole, gently pushing against it, I shove my ass back, desperate, silently begging. He doesn’t give it to me, varying the pressure, teasing me.
