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Taming Megan(9)

By:Natasha Knight


“Are you allowed to come without permission, Meg?” Jake asked, reminding her with a slap against her hip.

“No, sir,” she managed, the ‘sir’ coming out funny as he drove his cock hard into her pussy. Her heartbeat shot up and she gave herself over just to sensation as he pulled the plug nearly all the way out then pushed it in again before doing the same with his cock. He did this several times.

“I think,” he said, his movements a rhythm she could follow now. “I think I’d like you to put the plug in yourself tomorrow. What do you think, Meg, think you can do that for me? Put it in when you get home from work?”

She could barely form the word yes as he slowly moved inside her.

“Without once touching your clit?”

At that she groaned and he chuckled.

“You want to come baby?” he asked, beginning to fuck her harder.

“Yes. Yes please!” she begged, her voice a pant.

He reached a hand around and two fingers circled her clit, the pad of his thumb rough against her swollen, wet nub.

“Oh!” she gasped. He released her as soon as she did.

“I’m afraid you won’t be allowed to now, Meg,” he managed, slowing down just a little. “You already came tonight.”

“No!” she whined, meeting his thrusts. “Please, Jake.”

He gripped both her hips hard then, his thumbs spreading her cheeks wide as he pounded into her pussy. She felt full with both holes used and wanted nothing else at the moment than something pressing against her clit.

“Please,” she begged once again but he ignored her. Instead, she felt the throbbing of his cock as he swelled inside her until he finally released into an orgasm that drew a cry from his lips and an angry groan from hers.





Chapter Five





Sleep had eluded her most of the night. She glanced at Jake when her alarm went off at a little after 5AM. Well, it was more like a glare than a glance. She turned on the lamp to its brightest setting.

All night long, she had been on the edge of orgasm. All night long, she would wake up just as her fingers came in contact with her clit. He had told her she was not allowed to come. It wasn’t like he would know, surely. He wouldn’t, not unless she told him. Or was very loud about it which she could manage to avoid. But she didn’t want to.

Jake inhaled a deep breath, smiled and turned over in his sleep. She would be smiling too if she had had a night like he had. He mumbled something, saying her name, and she softened. She turned the light back off, slipped out of the bed and went into the bathroom to shower.

Megan was a morning person and didn’t mind the early days as soon as she was in the shower. It was just the initial getting out of bed she had a hard time with. She stripped off the t-shirt she’d slept in, one of his, and turned to look at her backside, disappointed that there was no evidence of the night before. For some reason, she thought the crop would have left some mark, but nothing. She picked up her toothbrush and switched on the shower, brushing her teeth as the warm stream slowly woke her.

By 5:45AM, she was unlocking the door to the bakery just as Anna’s car pulled into the parking lot.

“Good morning,” Anna called out.

“Morning Anna,” Megan said. She opened the door and the two went inside, Anna directly to turn on the coffee machine and Megan to the front counter. “How are you doing? How were Melissa’s tests?” Melissa was Anna’s daughter. She was a sweet girl but at sixteen, a handful for Anna. Funny enough, at least for Megan, Melissa had formed some sort of bond with Megan. She trusted her and talked to her about things Megan had never talked to anyone about growing up herself.

“Well,” Anna began, laying out the butter and flour, “history was a C, English lit a C+ but she failed her math exam.”

“Oh, shoot. Hey, a C+ in English lit and a C in history. You should be proud of those?”

Anna looked at her, her expression one of fatigue. “I am Meg, hell, I’m proud of Melissa. But if she would just get her head out of her ass for five minutes, she would ace these subjects. She’s a smart girl but I just don’t know how to get through to her.”

“Hey, why don’t I come over later today and chat with her?” Megan offered, mentally going through the list of things she still needed to do for the party.

“I appreciate that Meg, but you’ve got your hands full with that party coming up. How’s that going? Are you ready for it?”

Megan began to measure out the flour for devil’s food cupcakes. “I’ve got a few things I need to do still but so much of it has to be done at the last minute. You know how that goes.”

“Sure do. Want me to come over to help tonight?”

“No, that’s ok,” Megan said, her mind wandering to the conversation she had with Jake last night, about what he wanted her to do when she got home. A flush of heat flooded her sex at the thought. “Warm in here, huh?” she said, swallowing, wondering how she was going to make it through the day with this in the back of her mind. Wondering if he was going to give her release tonight.

They carried on talking about the dress and their shopping trip of the night before. By the time the shop opened for their morning customers, the shelves were stacked and the two deliveries they needed to make ready to be loaded into Megan’s car. They had had to let the boy who did the deliveries go to cut corners and although it took time out of their day, Megan and Anna split the chore.

At a little after two, Megan took off her apron and washed her hands. “All right, Anna, I’m going to get going and make those deliveries before I go home. You need anything before I go?”

“Angie will be here in two hours and I think I’ll be fine. Maybe we can hire Dave back soon to do those deliveries for us. He said he’d work for less money.”

Megan shook her head. “I’d feel bad paying him any less than we already were and we can’t afford to pay more. Better for him to find a job that can pay him what he deserves.” Megan came to put her hands on Anna’s shoulders. Anna was worried about the financial situation but Megan wasn’t ready to ask Jake for money yet. She would try once more for another loan but she didn’t want to rely on Jake for this. This was her business, her baby. She had to do this one thing on her own. She knew they weren’t in a great position but they would get through it.

The two of them loaded the deliveries into the back of Megan’s VW Golf.

“I’ll see you tomorrow night?” Megan asked as she climbed into the driver’s seat.

“I’ll be there at 5:00PM sharp.”

“Thanks Anna, I appreciate it.”

“You’re welcome dear. And don’t worry, it will be great.”







An hour later, Megan had delivered the cupcakes and picked up the case of wine for the party. She parked the car in the garage and walked into the house, going upstairs to have a shower first. She smelled of cupcakes and coffee after working at the bakery and it was nice to start fresh, even if she did have more cooking to do.

First thing she saw when she walked into the bathroom though was a note from Jake. Well, more like instructions. She picked up the tube of lubricant and the butt plug he’d left for her, this one just a little larger than the one she had worn last night. Upon seeing it, her belly did a little flip and her clit throbbed. She stood with her thighs pressed together and read the note.



Meg,

Put the plug in after your shower. I’ll take it out when I get home. Remember, you’re not allowed to touch yourself. If you do, you’ll be punished and I’ll know you need to be punished because you’ll be waiting for me with your nose in the corner and your panties down around your knees.

See you at 6:00.

Love you,

Jake



Megan made a face and set the note back on the counter. She turned the water to the coldest setting she could stand, but it didn’t do any good. When she climbed back out and dried herself off, she was still as horny as she had been all day and all night. She took a deep breath and stood before the mirror naked, picking up the tube of lubricant.

It’s not like he’ll know.

She squeezed a dollop of the stuff onto her fingers, eyed the plug and squeezed out some more. She looked at it in her hand, then at the plug. How was she supposed to do this? She picked up the plug and smeared some of the stuff over it. She then squeezed out the rest of the lubricant onto her fingers and threw the tube away. Maybe it was overkill but she wasn’t taking any chances on it hurting. She went into the bedroom and climbed up onto the bed on her knees, glancing at the reflection of herself in the full-length mirror on their closet door. She leaned forward and rested on one elbow as she reached back to rub the lubricant on her bottom hole. She had never touched herself there before and she was tentative to start but as she watched herself in the mirror she grew more and more aroused. Even imagining herself standing with her nose to the wall in the corner, her panties pulled down to make her feel that much more exposed, that much more chastised, made her wet. She swallowed, pressing one finger inside herself but she pulled back instantly, taking up the plug and bringing it to her ready hole. She lay almost flat, lifting her hips just so and brought her other hand to her clit, deciding in the moment with the plug pressed against her back hole that she didn’t care about punishment. He could spank her if he wanted to, but she needed release.