Kaydon yelled into the room, his entire form shaking. Adria watched as white liquid poured from his cock.
She watched his broad form shake from the enormity of the orgasm.
Grabbing his chin, she forced him to look at her as she pinched his now tender nipple with the other hand.
He ground his teeth together.
“Color,” she said. “And this time it better be the truth.”
His breathing was ragged under her.
“Yellow,” he whispered.
“Good boy,” she said, kissing him.
His tongue was hot against hers and she let him take the reins. As much as he could with his arms and legs tied.
When she pulled away, she was breathless. Standing, she took off her now soaked underwear.
“Open,” she said, bunching the fabric and shoving it into his mouth.
She watched his pupils dilate when he registered her taste.
“See what you do to me, stallion,” she said.
His arms pulled at the scarves, and for a second, she thought he might rip them in half.
Untying his legs, she said, “Roll on to your stomach, knees under you.”
She watched as Kaydon, panties in his mouth, he followed her command, arms twisting above his head. With his knees curled under him, she had a perfect view of his ass.
“It seems your punishment continues, stallion, as you refuse to give me what I am asking for.”
Pressing her face into him, she probed his entrance with her tongue. Kaydon jumped on the bed like she had electrocuted him. She continued to taste him until she felt his erection growing. When she was satisfied with his level of arousal, she stopped.
Grabbing her spatula, Adria proceeded to paddle him until his ass went from a soft pink to a vibrant red.
Kaydon’s face was pressed into the mattress, his shoulders stiff. Adria pushed her finger into his mouth, fishing the panties out.
“He tried to put on a brave face, but whatever happened in that room with Regan, it was breaking him. I could see it. I’m sure you can see it. He isn’t the same,” Kaydon cried into the room. “It’s my fault.”
The sound of defeat in Kaydon’s voice forced Adria to move. He was so close. So close to the truth, but he couldn’t see it yet.
Moving to her bag, she grabbed the last item. Icy Hot.
She dispensed a small amount onto her finger, the minty scent filling the room.
Pressing her finger into his rim, she lathered the Icy Hot along his entrance. It wouldn’t be long before its hot and cold properties would cause pain to shoot into him.
Adria moved behind Kaydon, pressing her thumb into his newly lubed ass-hole. Fucking him with only her thumb, she kept up a steady rhythm.
“What could you have done differently?”
“Hmmm?”
Kaydon shook under her.
“Answer me,” she said, still fucking him.
