“You like cotton underwear,” he said.
She shrugged. “I didn’t think you’d want to see me tonight.”
“Why?” He walked around her and inspected her pink bottom. All that work had faded quickly.
“I wasn’t available before, and I thought you’d make me wait for you. I’m glad you didn’t.”
“I don’t play mind games.” He stood in front of her and moved in close. Kissing her, he laced his fingers around her wrists and moved them to the small of her back. She crossed them naturally, and he reached one of his hands back to grab the cuffs.
She kissed him softly with eagerness and hope. “Trust me?” he asked.
“Of course. What would you like me to do, Sir?”
“Be still.” He clicked the cuffs around her wrists and watched her eyes sparkle as she tried to move her hands. Not a flinch of fear or panic. She kissed him instead.
Grabbing her ass, he pulled her against him and let his hands roam. Her soft moans were perfectly acceptable when he smacked her bottom and fueled his arousal further.
Lifting her off the ground, he carried her to the bedroom and dropped her on the bed. He found the light switch and flipped it on. Without complaint, she knelt with her hands cuffed behind her.
“Very good. Spread your knees wide. I want to see all of you.” He removed the clip from her hair, and it fell over her shoulders as her hips tilted.
“Thank you, Sir.”
He took her in for a moment. Not too thin or too big, her curves stood out for play or punishment. Her pussy was bare, and she looked so innocent now. “You’re beautiful.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
“Did you miss me last night?”
“God, yes!” She looked up at him and caught herself.
“Good.” He slapped her ass in approval and correction for her wandering eyes. “What makes you a submissive?”
She paused. “It’s my nature, Sir.”
“Are you ready to do what I want?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“I want a real answer. Why are you submissive?” he demanded.
“I can’t not be,” she said firmly. “I’m sorry, Sir. I don’t have a better answer.”
He let it go. “Are you wet?” he asked.
She relaxed. “Yes, Sir.”
“Tell me.” He grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed.
“I’m so wet. I missed you so much.” She lost her balance and bowed her back, pressing her head to the bed.
“Are you okay?”
“Fine, how do you want me?” She rested her shoulders on the bed.
He stared at her body on display for him and guessed she had done it on purpose. “That’s fine for now.” His cock stretched against the denim of his jeans.
Sucking her breasts, he squeezed them before licking down her stomach. The scent of her arousal drew him in. He teased her folds and tugged them one at a time until she trembled. Rubbing her clit, he watched her muscles shift and bunch. He slowly slid a thumb into her, and she tightened on him. When her hips rocked, he smacked her thigh. “No. Hold still.”
“Please, Sir, fuck me.”
“Do I need to gag you?” he asked.
“No!” she said too quickly.
She didn’t like gags—noted. Sucking her cunt, he slid his tongue and finger inside of her. The sweet and tangy taste of her made him want to keep her on edge all night.
“Don’t come,” he reminded her.
She groaned and squeezed his fingers. All the moaning and whining wouldn’t work. He could tell by her controlled muscle responses that she’d done this before. Taking the edge off kept her from coming. To push her more, he dragged his tongue up the tender flesh and flicked her clit.
“Please don’t, Sir.” She wiggled but stopped when he pinched her ass.
Holding her, he ate her cunt until he felt her tensing erratically against him. Letting her go, he licked his lips. “Good.”
She panted and rolled onto her side.
The sight of her cuffed wrists at the small of her back made his cock throb. “Face down on the bed for now.” He grabbed her ass cheeks and played. Smacking then caressing her. Soft moans and whispers of “Thank you, Sir” were sweet to hear, but he wanted her screaming.
“Want more?” he asked.
“Yes, please.” Her ass lifted.
He slapped her hard once and stepped back. Opening his fly, he went around to the other side and grabbed her under her shoulders. She didn’t tense. The trust she showed him added to his arousal. Pulling so her head was just off the edge of the bed, he leaned and rubbed his cock along her cheek. “Want it?”
“Yes, Sir, please.” She craned her neck to get it.