“Yes, Sir.”
“You like it when I bring out new toys.You enjoy the unexpected.”He flips it around and uses the blunt end to trail down the center of my body, ending by circling my clit.
I moan.I’m so fucking horny.
“Do you want me to spank your smooth skin with this crop, Kels?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Tell me your safeword.”
“Red, Sir.”
“Good girl.It’s going to leave red marks wherever I strike.It will sting.You will stay still for me the entire time.Grab your knees and hold them wide.”
I do as I’m told, desperate for him to get on with it.My curiosity is making me tingle.My arousal is dripping down to the leather on his chair.
Instead of swatting me, he continues to use the other end to toy with my pussy.“My girl is desperate.She hasn’t had an orgasm in two days.She needs the release from painandpleasure.”
“Yes, Sir.”My voice squeaks.
He eases the tip of the crop into my pussy.I can’t help arching my hips off the chair, needing more.But that causes him to remove it.“Keep your bottom on the leather, Kels.You don’t get to choose what I offer you.”
“Yes, Sir.”I’m panting.Please.
Hendrix flips the crop around again, grasps it with his dominant hand, and lightly taps the inside of my thigh.
It stings a bit, but I know he’s warming up.He would never strike me hard with a new implement right off the bat.In fact, he glances at my face over and over as he taps up and down my inner thighs until I’m so aroused I might come from one swat to my clit.We’ve already proven I can do that.
Instead of continuing in that direction, he switches to my breasts, and I gasp when the first slap lands on my nipple.I whimper and buck slightly.It burns so good.
“I won’t always spank your bottom, baby.Sometimes I’ll give you what you crave by striking your pretty tits or your pussy.Eventually, you’ll let me use a cane on you to leave welts across your smooth skin.The lace of your bras will rub against the welts on your tits all day the next day, constantly reminding you of who you belong to.”
I moan when he says that.I’ve been fighting him about this relationship from the moment he arrived in town.Struggling to trust that he’s here to stay, that he wants me in his life forever.He’s patient with me and never ceases to show me that I’m definitely his.All I have to do is believe.
I tip my head down, mesmerized by the sharp sting as he swats my breasts, alternating between them, sometimes hitting my nipples.My skin is covered with raised red splotches.My chest burns delightfully.
“Such a good girl,” he praises as he rains the crop down along my stomach and back to my thighs.For the next few minutes, he randomly swats my inner thighs and my breasts back and forth so I can’t anticipate where the next slap of leather will land.
Suddenly, he spanks both nipples in rapid succession, hard enough to take my breath away.
I’m writhing, my entire body throbbing from the pain and the need to orgasm.
“I’m going to spank your clit now, Kelsey.When I do, you’re going to come for me, aren’t you?”
“Yes, Sir,” I mumble.
He doesn’t hesitate.The woosh through the air gives me only a fraction of a second to brace myself before the leather square lands on my swollen clit.
I cry out at the intensity.It burns deeply, but I also come immediately.It’s the sort of orgasm that’s too short and leaves me wanting.Tears gather as the waves of pleasure subside.I don’t cry like this.It’s from desperation.I need his cock.He knows it.
He sets the crop down and comes closer, his palms on my inner thighs as he reverently kisses my pussy.“So fucking pretty.”He doesn’t comment on the emptiness I feel.He doesn’t need to.He told me what I need to do to get his cock, and he’s perfectly capable of reading my frustration.
He kisses all over, soothing my skin with his lips, flicking his tongue against my nipples before eventually bringing his mouth to mine.“You’re so fucking beautiful when you submit to me, Kels.It’s humbling.”
I want his cock.I want it so badly that I can’t stop the tears that trail down my cheeks.He guides my hands away from my thighs, gently brings my legs together, and then leaves me momentarily.
When he’s back, he hands me a bottle of water and lowers to press a cold wet cloth against my pussy.
