I press her down to the floor, then stroke myself until I come across her chest. She stares at me, bewildered, as she rises.
“Did I forget to mention your punishment already started? Orgasm denial is the first phase.”
Her mouth hangs open as she works through what I just said.
“How many phases are there?”
“Not sure. I’ll let you know once we’re done.”
I pump shampoo into my hand before working it through her hair. Her hands fist and pound the wall behind her as her head flops forward. She’s pissed at me because I made her soreand achy like I promised but didn’t let her come. She feels out of control. Rather than push me away out of anger or hurt, she leans into me, trusting me. She accepts this dynamic: the punishment and the reward that’ll eventually come.
“Jandro, I’m sorry.”
“I know you are, baby girl.”
“I’ll accept whatever punishment you decide.”
“Good girl.”
I feel her breath against my chest when she sighs. Her body visibly relaxes as she presses it flush to mine. She lifts her head to make it easier for me to wash her hair. I help her rinse the suds from it before lathering body wash on my poof and running it over her body. I drop to the floor again, this time to wash her legs and feet. While I lavish attention on her lower limbs, she washes my hair.
When we’re both clean, I spin her around. Rather than lean against me, she levers her body, so her shoulders, chest, and cheek are against the wall, while her hips push back. She turns her toes inward as I spread her ass cheeks.
“Your tight little ass will be mine too. I’ll fill your mouth and belly, your pussy, and your ass with my cum whenever the fuck I want,chica. You’re mine.”
“I am. I have been since we met.”
I slide my left index finger through her cream before pressing against her rosebud. She tries to clench her ass at the invasion, but she relaxes immediately.
“Should I stretch you before I fuck you here?”
“No. I want you to claim it.”
I didn’t expect that answer. It gives me pause.
How much pain does she enjoy?
“Vita, do you want it that way because you think it should be part of your punishment?”
“No. I’d say that anytime we want to do butt stuff. I don’t need plugs to prepare me. As long as you don’t cram your dick in me, I can take it. With you, I’d rather not wear them as preparation. If you want me to as foreplay or punishment in their own right, then fine. But I want to take you as is.”
“You want my dominance.”
“Yes.”
“If you refuse the plugs, then I insist on lube.”
“Definitely. I want you to dominate me, not rip me apart.”
I ease my finger in and out with shallow thrusts, a hint of what it’ll be like when I fuck her there. When I’m finished toying with her, I wash my hands, then turn off the water. She pushes open the shower door and hands me a towel before wrapping her hair in one. She grabs another to wrap around her body. I hate seeing it covered.
Once we’re dry, and we’ve hung up the towels, I lead us to the bedroom. I grab a pair of boxer briefs but nothing for Vita. I sit on the edge of the bed before lifting her to straddle me. If I didn’t have the underwear on, I’d be inside her again. My cock was already alive and twitching before we left the bathroom. I need the material barrier, or I’ll distract myself.
“I’m going to spank you,chiquita. It won’t be gentle or quick. I’m no longer angry, even if I am still hurt. I will never spank you while angry. I won’t let that emotion drive me, and I never want to underestimate my strength. I won’t risk hurting you.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Why am I spanking you?”
