Bend To His Will(21)

After lifting her hand over her head, he brought the cuff around her wrist. She gasped as the leather tightened. Giving a little tug, she found she couldn’t move her wrist.

Not fighting, she offered him her second hand. Neal put her hand into the cuff.

“Press your body against the wall,” he whispered.

Frowning, she did as he asked without saying a word. The wall felt soft under her touch.#p#分页标题#e#

“I would never hurt you. I designed this room with every precaution. If I go too hard and you bang your head, the wall is soft. You won’t hurt yourself.”

“How many women have you brought here?” she asked.

“When you’re in here, Sandy, I’m the master. You don’t ask questions.”

She noted how he avoided the question. Had many women been strapped up in the same position as her?

His hands ran up her back, moving her hair out of the way. “I love this hair. You always keep it so long where as many other women cut their locks off. I love the length. I can do this.” He tugged on her hair, tilting her head back until she lay on his shoulder. She glanced up at him. “I can bend you to my will.”

She waited with bated breath to see what he did next. He released his hold on her and swept the length all over one shoulder. She knew her hair was long. So many times at work, the girls had offered a new style but something always made her hesitate. She didn’t want to see her hair scattered on the floor.

“Your skin is soft. You’ll mark easy. I’ll have to be careful of what I use on you.” His words sent a thrill down her spine.

She liked the way he spanked her ass upstairs. What more would she enjoy?

Up and down her back, her legs, he ran his hands all over her body. In minutes, she was so relaxed from his touching.

“I know you like my hands on your skin,” he said. To prove his point, he smacked her ass with his palm.

She yelped but the sound ended in a moan as another swat landed on her backside. When she was growing up, she’d been punished for being naughty. This was nothing like being told off by a parent. This kind of punishment intended to please the recipient.

“Look at your ass. Red and sore. You’ve only had a few strikes of my hand. I’m going to have to get you ready to take more. I’d love to see the color a paddle would cause.” He rubbed her heated butt before giving her two more short sharp slaps.

Each strike made her cry out. Her pussy leaked her cream all over the tops of her legs.

“Do you want me to stop?” he asked.

Sandy was torn between wanting him to stop and needing more. If this is the test, then she wanted to pass with flying colors.

She shook her head.

His hand moved up and down her body. “Your ass is glowing red, baby. It pleases me.”

“I’m glad I please you,” she said.

He slapped her twice more. “I didn’t give you permission to speak.”

Keeping her mouth closed, she sucked in her lips. Her clit felt huge, she was so turned on.

His hand moved between her legs. His fingers slid easily in and out of her pussy. “It’s going to take you a while to get use to my cock. I think you need to learn how to take me.” He tilted her hips up against him. His length pressed inside her wet cunt. She moaned as his pelvis slammed against her butt.

“So tight.”

He cupped her breasts and began some slow thrusts. Each movement pushed him deeper inside her. The delight of his cock inside her was more than she could stand. Naked, chained to a soft wall, her ass red and burning, with Neal fucking her. She couldn’t be happier.

“I want you to cry out when you come, Sandy. I want to hear every scream of your pleasure.”

One of his hands moved down her stomach between her legs. After her climaxes upstairs, she didn’t think it would be possible to come again. Shockingly, the buildup began. Heat curled in her stomach. Intense pleasure took her breath away. His pace sped up. She couldn’t believe how amazingly painful and pleasurable the sensations doubled having Neal in control.#p#分页标题#e#

“That’s it. Come all over my cock. I want to feel you milking me. Come on, baby,” he said.

He slammed inside her one final time and their explosions mingled. The heat of his semen sent her crying out for more. His roar as his climax overcame him surrounded her. Sandy closed her eyes, sated and happy.

“Thank you,” he whispered.

“Hold me.”

Neal released her hands and carried her sagging body over to the bed. He didn’t leave her and for that she was thankful.

How many women had he brought to this bed? She cut the thought off. He hadn’t been a virgin in her bed. She wouldn’t expect more from him.