Love and History(31)
Gasping, she pushed back. “I loved it, thank you!”
His other hand spanked her gently one time and hard the next. Keeping her off balance was his thrill, and she benefitted from it every time.
“Please, Master, fuck me.” She rotated her hips and squeezed the butt plug for some relief. Then she squeezed his fingers tight.
“Damn, you’re a slutty little maid.” He tugged on her hair.
She shivered and pulled back a little for more. More slaps on her ass, and finally, he filled her cunt. Spanking her always got him hard. His hands grabbed her shoulders, and he slammed to her over and over.
Groaning, she let the pressure build and stared past the post to the door. Someone could complain about the noise or the slapping sounds, or some employee could come in to check. They weren’t home, locked up safe, with Scott’s elderly and mostly deaf neighbors who never noticed her screams and begging.
His hips pistoned into her, and she gripped that plug, trying to hold out. The mix of role playing and her skimpy outfit and the trouble he’d gone to for her sent her over before she could help it. “Master, please!”
Her cunt squeezed and pulsed as the heat spread, and she trembled, snapping her hips back on him. She was out of control. Her Master never stopped fucking her, though he smacked her ass. No doubt, she’d pay for it later.
He grunted and ground to her, making her bounce as he pulled her back. The thought of him coming inside of her made her insides quiver.
“Nasty little maid. Couldn’t wait, could you?” He leaned down and gripped her by the hair.
“I’m so sorry, Master. It caught me off guard. I couldn’t stop it. The room, the paddle, and you…thank you. It’s so good.”
“You came without permission; you will pay.” He kissed her. “Tied up to all four posts and spread eagle for me.”
He was already planning, and the anticipation would drive her wild. “Thank you, Master. I’ll try to do better.”
Untying her hands, he hugged her. “I love you, Bridget.”
She turned in his arms and wrapped her arms around his neck. “I love you, too, Scott. Master. Sir. Whatever.”
“Good.” He pushed her down on her back and spread her legs wide.
“What are you doing? Tie me up!” she demanded.
“Not for this. I’ll hold you down. We’ll see how many times I can make you come with my mouth.” He licked up her pussy.
Groaning, she fell back in the pillows and submitted to the master she’d always wanted!