“Please fuck me, Ma’am.”
There it is. It surprised me the first time she asked since this started with a singular purpose. It’s not that way anymore. I could lie to myself and say her begging me to fuck her is the moment things changed between us, but it would be a lie. There was no going back for us the moment she asked me to be her Domme. Then I gave in to my basic needs and fucked her. Then there were the late night strolls… the dates… dinners… cuddles.Fuck. If only she knew how wrapped around her finger I really am.
I stroll around and squat in front of her. I don’t miss how her eyes catch that my skirt is now gathered high against my thighs, my bare cunt on display for her to salivate over. I wait until her gaze wanders slowly upward over the leather corset struggling to keep my tits in place, then landing on my eyes.
I reach up and yank on the ring attached to her thick play collar and she gasps, then licks her fucking lips.
“Granted. Since you asked so politely.” For good measure, I lean forward and lick her lips before locking mine on hers and taking her mouth like I own it… because I do.
After I’ve fully devoured her mouth, I resume my position at her backside and proceed to swing the paddle against her pert, pink ass until it’s red and I hear the telltale whimper that signals the tears she requested are close.
Soothing her tender flesh with my hand, I gently assure her, “It’s okay, Darling Girl. You can let go now.”
The skin of her ass is warm, almost too warm, but I doubt she needs much more to push her over the edge. If she doesn’t let go soon, though, I’ll have to call it for tonight. A few more swats against her ass and my suspicions are confirmed when her chest is heaving against the bench and I know she’s releasing more of the sadness that’s been stuck within her for too long.
“That’s my good girl,” I praise. “Do you need me to stop now?” I already know the answer, but I always check anyway.
She shakes her head vigorously from side to side and I can’t help but chuckle as I remove my skirt and step into the harness that holds her favorite fake cock. It’s a solid eight inches and quite girthy, but still has a natural feel to it. We’ve tried a lot of different ones and this was the clear favorite.
Positioning myself behind her, I run my fingers through her drenched heat until I find her clit. I circle it with my middle finger until she’s writhing against my hand and despite the tears that are still flowing, the way she’s soaking my hand tells me she’s ready.
“You’re dripping down my arm. Is all this for me?”
“Yes, Ma’am. It’s all for you. Only for you. Please, I need you.”
“I know you do, Darling Girl.” I pull my hand away and she lets out a choked whine. “Don’t worry, I’m about to give you exactly what you need.”
I run my hands over the sore, sensitive flesh of her ass before my right hand pulls back and smacks it lightly. Then, I line myself up to her soaked entrance and thrust, plunging the fake cock into her hard and fast until I’ve bottomed out and her breath stutters from the sudden stretch and force.
I give her a moment to catch her breath. As soon as her back arches, pushing her ass into me, I pull almost all the way out and thrust back in, repeating the same motion over and over as I fuck her through her tears.
I don’t always come when I fuck her, but there’s something about the way she’s practically fucking me back that has me so fucking wet and turned on that the minimal friction of this fucking dildo against my pussy is about to make me combust.
Leaning over her, I grab her hair, twist it in my fist and pull her head back–hard–until her ear is close to my mouth. I lazily moan into her ear while I grind my fake cock into her. It’s so deep, my pelvis is practically grinding against her ass.
“Tell me who owns you,” I order, my words a little too breathy.
“You… You do, Ma’am. Always you.” She spits out the words quickly, with a certainty she doesn’t usually have.
“Good, then come for me, Darling Girl,” I growl. “Come all over this fake dick for me like my good fucking girl.”
Her hips gyrate a few more times before her mouth falls open and she’s screaming out her orgasm for what feels like forever. I grind my pelvis into her one more time, pressing my clit hard into the toy and then I fall over the edge right behind her.
I make quick work of unrestraining her and guide her to the plush couch once I’ve wrapped her favorite blanket around her shoulders. She’s already dropping from the intensity of the release she experienced. It could get a little worse before she comes out of it. I know from experience she needs the extra warmth as well as time for her mind and body to work through what it just went through. I was hard on her, but that’s normal for us. We’ve tried it both ways. When I was soft on her during a scene, she never got where she needed or wanted. It wasn’t until I was consistently strict with her that the walls started to come down. My darling girl craves a hard and demanding Dominant. So I save the lovey-dovey stuff for aftercare.
She’s silent as I help her to sit and then I fall in place next to her, pulling her head into my chest and stroking her silken locks, settling any lingering noise that may be lingering within her.
Kissing the top of her head softly, she lets out a hushed whimper, but remains still for quite a while, also not unusual. Unfortunately that silence leaves me alone with my thoughts for a little too long. That’s never a good thing.
When she finally returns to the land of the living, her head tips up until our gazes lock. Fuck. Those big, soft brown eyes live rent free in my head. I see them when I close my eyes at night and when I wake up each morning. She soothes the ache that’s buried deep in my soul just by existing. I wonder if she knows how fond of her I truly am.
“Raegan, can I tell you something?”
I smirk. “Of course you can. What is it?”
She pulls away from my chest and straightens herself like she’s preparing for battle.
“I know it’s not what we set out to do here, but I can’t deny it anymore. I’ve fallen in love with you. I love you.” She pauses for a brief moment. “If I’m being honest with myself, I think I’ve loved you from the moment I first walked into your office.”
