A light gasp of surprise preceded her climax. She tensed and her inner muscles griped Joel’s dick. He paused for only a breath, only long enough to tell her with his eyes that he’d felt her come and she’d forgotten to ask for permission again. She hadn’t meant to forget so soon after the first time. She hadn’t known she was so close until the orgasm hit her.
When she would have apologized, Joel covered her mouth. She breathed hard through her nose and watched him with worried yearning. Despite the change in his attitude, he continued driving into her pussy and bringing her pleasure, and getting his own pleasure as well if his satisfied grunts were any indication of his mood.
Unable to ask and too far gone to stop herself, Sarah came again. She squeezed her eyes shut. Her passionate moan seeped through Joel’s fingers.
He bared his teeth at her. “That’s twice.”
She would have apologized if he’d moved his hand. She tugged at his wrist with her free hand but stopped when he shook his head at her.
“Too late, sweets. You already dug the hole. Your punishment is coming.” He jerked forward, thrusting his dick and then spilling his release.
Sarah squeaked as the sensation of his cum warming her inside set off a mini-climax.
“Three.” Joel pulled out and stood. “Brave, aren’t you?”
“Master, I—”
“Shut it.” He did up his pants. “This way.”
Sarah scrambled to her feet, shaky from afterglow, and followed him to the back yard. “Master—”
“I said quiet or I’ll gag you.” He pointed to the spot in front of him. “Stand here.”
Though she didn’t want to be that close to him in his present mood, she did as he said. She startled when he grabbed her wrists and bound them in wide cuffs.
Yanking her bound arms above her head, Joel looped the long chain between the cuffs over the end of the clothesline pole. The screw that held the line in place would also make sure she couldn’t slide off.
Joel produced a set of clamps like a magic trick. “Three times. Three,” he mumbled to himself. He met her gaze. “That calls for three punishments. You agree, right?”
“Master—”
“Yes or no?” he asked.
She huffed and squirmed against her bounds before she said, “Yes, Master.”
“And three you shall get.” He attached one clamp to her left nipple.
Sarah yipped and pulled away from him. It wasn’t painful but it was uncomfortable. Her struggles didn’t hinder Joel’s ability to clamp her other nipple. The discomfort turned into titillation with an edge of ache when he looped the long chain of the clamps over the pole. The clamps tugged at her nipples, making her push up to her tiptoes to relieve some of the strain.
Joel left her dangling and went into the house. She couldn’t believe he was going to leave her there. Privacy fence or not, this was the middle of his backyard. Any of his three neighbors could poke their heads over and see her. This wasn’t like the men on the other side of the window. There wouldn’t be a barrier.
“Quit squirming.” Joel returned carrying two thin poles. One of the poles had cuffs on either side of it, and the other was topped with a huge dildo.
“Master, I’m sorry,” Sarah said quickly, not wanting him to continue.
“No you aren’t. You’re scared. Sorry comes later.”
“Please, Master. I’m sorry. Please.” She inched away from him as he got closer but couldn’t go far thanks to the pole holding her prisoner.
Joel stopped in front of her. “You know what to say if you want me to stop.” He waited.
Sarah licked her lips. Did she want him to stop? He was right. She was scared. This was all new to her. She admitted the nipple clamps hurt a little, but that small ache teased her senses and aroused her. Being in the open where anyone could see her if they looked made her flush with embarrassment and desire at the idea of being caught. The contradictory sensations confused her.
“Well?”
She shook her head.
“Suit yourself.” Joel went to his knees before her.
After dousing a generous amount of lube over the dildo end of one of the poles, he inserted the thick, lifelike toy into her asshole. Sarah gasped with pleasure. Her pussy muscles pulsed and pushed free some of Joel’s semen. More followed as Joel turned the dildo, screwing it into her. Then he screwed it into the second pole with the cuffs.
Sarah was shaking with the need to orgasm by the time he finished. She gulped air and panted.
“Christ you’re sensitive. You’re not supposed to enjoy your punishment this much, Sarah,” Joel said.
“Sorry, Master.”