Her cheeks rise into a smile behind her mask, and she nods.
“Eyes down, thighs apart, wrists together,” I say, finally finding my voice.
She averts her gaze and drops her chin to her chest.
Standing from my chair, I shrug off my jacket and throw it to the floor. Moving to her, my hands rub over her back, sliding up to her neck. I crouch behind her, tilting her head to one side so I have better access to her throat. I trace her neck with kisses, my hands smoothing over her soft skin to reach around to her nipples and pluck them one at a time. They’re hard and pert, and I reach down between her legs, happy to feel the arousal dowsing her pussy lips.
“Stand up,” I order, and she complies straight away. Good girl.
I turn her around and run my hands over her flat stomach and round ass before finally reaching over to suck one of her dark, pebbled nipples into my mouth. She groans loudly, and my gaze hit hers hard.
“Quiet,” I bark, and she nods. “Good girl,” I soothe, moving behind her again, my large hand flaying over her naked flesh.
Grunts and groans grow louder all around me. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh and the chorus of moans coming alive are turning me on so much, I think my dick might explode any minute. I need to be inside her, sinking full hilt until my balls slap against the apex of her thighs.
“What’s your name?” I slur in her ear, wishing I wasn’t feeling so dizzy and messed up. I like to be in control, especially when it comes to sex, and this is too close to being out of control for my liking.
“Courtney,” she replies breathlessly as I plunge a finger deep inside her hungry pussy without warning. She yelps, then softens against the intrusion, her head falling to one side.
“Courtney what?” I ask as I strum her pussy with my fingers, the heel of my hand rubbing against her clit in circles.
“Courtney, sir?” she says hesitantly, and I nod.
I put a hand on her back and gently push her forward, until she’s gripping the back of the chair with both hands. “Hold on,” I order.
“Sir?” she whimpers, her head still low.
“What?”
From somewhere, she produces a condom and holds it out to me. Fuck, I almost fucked her without wearing anything. Not cool at all. The room is spinning, and everywhere I look is full of sex and depravity. Sebastian’s mouth fucking his girl’s pussy like she’s a plate of caviar. Greed is dripping hot wax on his girl’s tits. The guy, Rush, who I think was given the sin Sloth, is slouched down in his chair while his girl rides him, her hips thrusting back and forth as she plays with her tits. I’m not fazed by anything, but something about the situation feels wrong, off.
Courtney stands up and turns to me, disobeying my direct orders. The beast in me roars to the surface. I grip her chin tightly, my nostrils flaring at the sight of her eyes widening in surprise and shock.
“I never told you to move,” I grit out.
“I’m sorry, sir,” she says, her heady gaze betraying how sorry she really is.
“Now you have to be punished,” I say. “Stay there.” I stride to the back wall, stepping between fucking bodies, and take a paddle down from it.
I stroke my palm along the wood, testing its strength and texture before deciding it’s not the right one. Putting it back, I pick up another one and do the same thing.
This is the one.
I turn back around, looking down as Lust now feasts on his woman’s cunt. He’s hooked her legs over his shoulders, his hands strumming her body to the brink of orgasm before nipping at her clit.
I stride back toward Courtney, who’s bent over the chair with her hands on the arms of it, her ass just waiting for its punishment from me. Good girl.
I smooth my hand over her ass cheeks a couple times, loving the feel of her warm, soft flesh beneath my palm. But it isn’t warm enough. Not yet. I want it hot. Burning with fire and pain before I strike pleasure into her center.
“Stay still,” I order.
“Yes, sir.”
This isn’t her first time playing, and I like that. It saves me from having to teach her. Lifting the paddle, I slap it down against her ass cheek, then wait to see if she makes a sound, praying she does. Not that I would have been able to hear anything with Rhett fucking Masters, aka Lust. He must be the pussy magician, making his girl scream as she comes hard against his mouth.
My cock strains, more than ready to fuck Courtney, but I’m not done with her yet. And the pleasure is always in the preparation. I lift the paddle and hit her ass again. Her skin turns rosy and hot where the paddle hits her, and I smooth my hand over the fiery flesh, noting the way she hisses. I smile, enjoying her pain, and decide she needs one more slap with the paddle before I fuck her, just so she knows who’s in charge.
I smooth my hand over her ass again before standing upright and rearing back, smacking the paddle across her for a third time. She whimpers, and I almost cum in my jeans at the sound of her cries. My balls draw up, ready to blow their load before I’ve even been inside her.
