“Master.”Her hand rose to her temple as though she was overwrought by the idea.“I can’t do this.”
“You are not going todoanything,” he insisted, drawing her away from the chair and steering her in the direction of the wall.“Place your palms against the wall.”
She tilted her head at him.“Please, I don’t want to be spanked again.”
“You are not to be spanked.”He chuckled, wondering how she had drawn that conclusion.Apparently, his little mortal’s head was spinning, no longer able to keep up with the rival emotions he was raining down on her.Moving her reticent limbs into position, he smiled at her plight.Her bewilderment only made her all the more enticing.“You are to be loved.I sense stress in your body, and I prescribe an orgasm to relieve the tension.”
The mention of pleasure garnered her attention, her head snapping back to him, although her palms were still pushed into the warmth of the wall.The pulse omitted from the glowing structure was known to pacify, and he hoped its reverberation would work its magic on her before he weaved his own power.
“Really, Master?Because you took me right to the brink earlier and left me hanging.”Her expression fell.“And I can’t cope with that again.”
“Remember rule one.”Cocooning his body against hers, he directed her head against his chest as his dick buried itself into the small of her back.He yearned to be inside her, remembering the sublime sensation of her contracting heat around his girth.“You will do only as you are told, little one.”
He acknowledged it was perilously early days for their dynamic, but she would need to learn to trust him.That meant, if he promised her an orgasm, not only would he deliver, but he’d ensure it was the type that left her rattled head reeling.
It wasn’t normal for him to want to bestow so much pleasure on his captives, but then Kristina had broken all of his rules from the moment she’d opened her eyes.
“Hands down now,” he growled, guiding her right hand down to his hip.“Hold onto me and keep those legs apart.”
He nudged her ankle wider with his foot as he spoke, pleased with the way she simply conformed without complaint.Either she was sufficiently exhausted, or the promise of pleasure was informing her obedience.Whatever the motivation, he accepted her good behavior, waiting until both of her hands settled on the edge of his obliques before he continued.
“I’m going to give you what you deserve.”His hand shifted to her left breast, squeezing the mound while his other hand slid across her midriff to between her legs.“And do you know what you are going to do?”
“Oh.”Her voice rasped, reacting to the way his fingers skimmed her stiffening nipple.
“Little one?”he prompted in a deeper tone.
“Whatever you say, Master,” she panted.“I’ll do whatever you say.”
That was more like it.It appeared the fastest way to garner obedience from her was to dangle the prospect of hedonism her way.He grinned at the outcome, knowing he would relish every moment of the lesson.
Brushing over the soft hair at the apex of her thighs, his digits dipped between her folds, his cock hardening at the arousal that rushed to meet his fingertips.Whatever had disconcerted her while she was perched on the chair seemed almost entirely forgotten, her head lolling back against him while his fingers circled her clit.
“So, this is where my obedient girl has been hiding.”He laughed, conscious of his shaft digging into her back while his fingers pinched at her helpless nipple.Shifting across her chest, he tugged at the other bud, reveling in the desperate groan that escaped her tempting mouth.“She just needed a little coaxing.”
“Yes, Master.”She sighed, as though his exploring fingers were the tonic she’d needed right from the get-go.“Please, coax me.”
He laughed harder at that, certain he should penalize her taunting words, but how could he when she sounded so fucking frantic and hot?In his mind, he imagined bending her over and sliding inside her, already knowing how scintillating that would feel.Keen to mirror his imagination, his fingers glided over her labia, two of them slipping deep into her pussy.
She squeezed her sex around the digits, her hips pushing her clit against his hand.“Yes, please.”
“You shall have your pleasure.”His hand slid back to her left breast, lengthening her nipple while his palm rocked between her legs.“And when you come, you will thank your master.”
His fingers sped up their pace, encouraged by the rhythmic rocking of her hips.
“Kronos, please!”Her fingers clawed at his sides.“Don’t stop.”
“Uh-oh,” he warned, sensing her fervor rolling from her in waves of eager anticipation.Kronos didn’t know how long she’d been waiting for the climax, but based on the anguish in her voice, he suspected it was a long time.Too long for a woman as wonderful as Kristina.
“That’s not the name you call me.”The hand at her breast rose to her throat, his fingers stiffening just enough to make the point.“I need my good girl, or all of this will go away.”
He had no intention of abandoning her.Not when he’d vowed to please her, but the threat did its job, inciting the correct response from her sweet lips.
“Master, please!”she implored him, her knees buckling under the weight of the intensity his fingers were provoking.He caught her before she slumped, the power of his intention keeping her upright while his fingers continued their flourishing tempo.
“I’ve got you,” he assured her.“Ride my fingers, little one.”He shoved his arousal against her side.“Your master cannot wait to have you again.”
Her clenching cunt, combined with the small whimpering sounds escaping her parted lips, assured him she was only seconds from freefalling.Loosening his grip at her neck, he compelled her feet from the ground a few inches, his head lowering to nip at her nape.
