Page 33 of Rory: His to Discipline

Feeling his erection under her belly, it was all she could do not to beg for him to take her and there was no way she would do that. The best possible outcome would be for Rory to believe that she did not want these things done to her. Maybe he would become a normal man satisfied with sex a few times a week and not this insatiable lover, determined to drive her insane with need. She could feel her body tensing. At any moment she would come apart in his arms and he would not even be doing the same. He would be watching her, measuring her response to his commanding ….

“Tess, do not cum until I tell you,” Rory informed her firmly. His voice was rough and hoarse, his body hard beneath her.

“What?” she asked breathlessly, totally confused by his strange demand.

“You may not cum until I allow you to, babe,” he repeated gruffly, giving her a crisp slap on her ass.

“You do this to me, to my body, and then tell me not to cum? Are you loco?” she panted. Now that he had forbidden her, every cell in her body was screaming for release. Sweat poured off her, her hair was damp, and her limbs quivered as she struggled to comprehend his order.

“I mean it, babe. If you cum without permission, I will spank you, hard. You will stand in the corner with your pretty little ass on fire, your pacifier in place the whole time.” Rory could not keep the smile off his face. It was a good thing she was bottoms up. This woman, his woman, was a treasure.

Everything he did to her gorgeous body she loved, whether she would admit it or not. The hand cupped around her mound was running over with her liquid tribute. Her shivering was not from the cold, but from heat, a heat he had slowly built in her until she was a flame of need. He could feel her struggle; feel the tightening of her limbs, as she tried to stave off her climax. Emotion overwhelmed him. Tess was fighting her climax as he did everything in his power to make her lose that battle. She was his. She would submit to him and he would make her the center of his universe.

“Cum, babe,” he commanded and before his breath cooled in the air she screamed his name and convulsed in his hands. He could feel each contraction, each throbbing pulse of her body. Weak as a kitten she sprawled across his lap, her breathing loud and quick. Her ass was a brighter red than he’d intended, but even the harder spanks seemed to stoke the fire higher. Rory rubbed her back and worked the tension from her shoulders and legs. Each time he touched her bottom she winced a little, but he rubbed it anyway. Waving a limp arm in the general direction of her butt, she whimpered, her voice muffled by the pillow.

“Take it out,” Tess said.

“Not yet,” Rory replied, giving the little toy a spin.

Tess gasped as a shudder went through her body and Rory smiled. He hoped his little temptress didn’t think they were done. Helping her to turn over, he pulled her up and settled her on his thighs, this time facing him. His erection waved like a banner between them until Tess collapsed against his chest, pinning it between their bodies. Brushing the damp hair away from her face, Rory kissed her, his tongue tasting the sweat on her lips.

He let her rest against him as long as he was able, but his patience was just about gone. He needed to be inside her, claim her in the most elemental way a man can claim a woman. His balls were hard and tight, demanding a release he could not put off any longer. Tess was spent, sleepy, but he would revive her, make her cum again and again on his hard cock.

Pushing Tess back slightly, Rory took a condom and rolled it down his dick. He was so sensitive, the touch of his own fingers made him growl. Sliding down in the bed, he lifted the dazed Tess by the waist, positioned her over his cock and slowly lowered her onto his throbbing erection.

Tess’s eyes flew open. Moaning, she threw her head back as her hand splayed over her abdomen. Full, full, full her mind screamed. Impaled on his massive cock, it pulsed within her as she struggled to accommodate him. His hands gripped her hips, preventing her from lifting and releasing some of the pressure and she had no choice but to consciously work to relax her muscles and stop the clenching of her cunt. Puffy little breaths huffed from her lungs and she looked at Rory in surprise.

His head propped on a pillow, Rory stared at her with heavy lidded eyes. He knew she was struggling to accommodate his girth and in truth he had no problem with that. He would enjoy it if she always had to fight to take him inside of her tight little pussy.

Everything was amplified for both of them. She rocked slightly from side to side, the only motion he allowed her. The clenching of her vaginal walls slowed as she became more comfortable. Rory lifted his hips from the bed and her knees lost contact with the mattress. She was truly held inches above the bed by his cock. Unless she sprouted wings, she was going nowhere. He knew this was new for Tess and he took pity on her and lowered his hips back to the bed. Rubbing from her tense thighs to her knees and back he whispered, his voice hoarse with desire, “Are you all right?” praying for the answer he needed to hear. He had waited so long to find her. It was inconceivable that they would not be a match sexually.

A shaky smile flittered across Tess’s face. “Yes,” she answered, not sure it was true.

Rory nodded and sat up swiftly, pulling her to his chest. After smothering her face with kisses, he cupped her breasts and brought a nipple up to his mouth, tugging on one, then the other. Suckling her firmly, he felt her pussy contract around him and breathed a sigh of relief. He took her hips and rocked her on his cock, groaning with pleasure. He was so much closer than she was. She had already cum so hard, she was sleepy, but still she didn’t complain. Lying back against the pillow, Rory took the little vibrating egg from the nightstand.

Tess watched, but did not question him. Rory took a corner of the sheet and dried off the excess fluid from where his cock entered her to the top of her clit. Taking the egg, he tucked it snuggly between the lips of her vulva, centering it directly over her swollen button. Knowing she would be ultra-sensitive, he turned the remote control on a low wave that she should be able to handle. He smiled as she began to fidget. Plucking her sweet nipples and rolling the hardened nubs, he laid perfectly still except for his busy hands. Not once did he thrust up into her, enjoying the twinges of pleasure as her cunt tightened around his cock.

When Tess began to raise up and down, Rory knew he would not be able to control his climax. Turning up the egg’s vibrations, he took her hips in a very firm grip, preventing her from fucking him. He held her tightly to him, fully impaled on his rigid cock as she tried in frustration to rock her hips up and down to no avail. Groaning, he could feel the honey leaking from her pussy, pooling around the base of his cock.

Touching the egg one more time, Rory held her to him as she threw her head back and cried out, pleading for him to fuck her. She was struggling to cum and he was struggling not to. Finally, as he felt the first tremors begin deep within her, he slapped her ass cheeks with two hard cracks, twirled the pacifier and hung on as she lost all control. Her busy cunt was milking his cock with a frantic rhythm as her orgasm flooded through her. Tears seeped from her eyes as she howled her pleasure. Turning the remote off, Rory held her to his chest as she gasped for air. Suddenly, the feel of her firm little nipples drove all rational thought from his mind. Flipping her over onto her hands and knees, Rory buried himself deeper into her still pulsing pussy, turned the egg back on and took her hard and fast. Holding her hips, every thrust rubbed his taut pelvis against the little butt plug.

Tess scrambled to get away. She was overcome by the intensity of her previous orgasms, the huge cock finally scraping her inner walls, hitting a spot inside her she had never known existed, and the butt plug that was jarred with every thrust.

The egg wasn’t much of a problem as it was turned down and her position kept it from fully touching her clit, until Rory reached around, cupped her pussy and held it to her. Lights exploded as she heard him roar out his own release. Tremors shot through her like never before as feeling faded from her limbs. She actually could not see, Tess realized just before she slid into oblivion.

Tess fell asleep smiling. She barely stirred while he gently washed the sweat from her face. After removing her pacifier, he cleaned her pussy, bottom and thighs before washing the toys in the bathroom. Back in bed, he pulled her close to his chest, spooning her. Although hard again, Rory ignored his desires knowing she needed rest. There would be endless nights to indulge in the things he wanted to show Tess, teach Tess. She had surrendered to him beautifully.

Most of the problems they would encounter would be in her mind, not in the response of her body. She had been a participant in her own ravishing, a good sign, and he intended to ravish her frequently. Over time he would stretch out her little ass to accommodate him, but he was in no hurry, content to enjoy each step in her submission.

Rory had no desire for a slave, a totally compliant woman who would simply bow to his instructions. It meant much more to him to win her with pleasure, push her limits and enjoy the trip. It occurred to him that most of the women in his life, women he loved, were independent and feisty. Tess occasionally stood up for herself, but most of the time she seemed somewhat frightened of offending others. Although he was clearly demanding in the bedroom, he fully expected her to be an equal partner in all other ways. As long as her safety and security wasn’t at stake, she would be free to make her own decisions. If it was something that affected them both, he would listen to her opinions and hopefully they could compromise, if not, the final decision would be his as head of his household.

Sighing, Rory pulled Tess’s bottom snuggly back against his hard on. In theory, he had it all worked out, whether things would go as smoothly in reality he had no clue. Closing his eyes, Rory drifted off to sleep. Tomorrow he would settle things with Tess, permanently.

Chapter Twelve

Tess woke slowly, the smell of coffee enticing her to open her eyes. Stretching, she was amazed her muscles were not protesting. Gingerly getting out of bed, she made her way to the bathroom, glad to have a few minutes of privacy to take care of things. Brushing her teeth, she avoided looking at herself in the mirror. Embarrassment flooded through her as she remembered all they had done last night.

At first, she tried to convince herself she had not exactly been a willing participant. Rory had certainly taken firm control, but her own sense of fairness forced her to admit she had come willingly to his bed. Tess figured she had orgasmed more times last night than she had with her little toy in the last year, maybe longer.