Smack.
He struck my bare bottom again and used his hold in my hair to shove me forward. “Bad girl, Hannah. You don’t have permission to use your hands.”
“I’m sorry, master.” God, just calling him master made my pussy get even wetter. I was so close, I couldn’t think straight.
“Come back here, Hannah.” He aligned the broad head of his cock with my back entrance once again. “Fuck me with that ass.”
I shifted back, again not fast enough, and he yanked on my hair, pulling me back hard and fast and slamming his cock deep. I groaned at the roughness of his actions, the intense feel of him filling me completely. It was painful, but I needed it. I needed that bite of pain, knowing he was there with me, giving it to me. He was bigger than any of the training plugs. Hotter, thicker. His pre-cum coated my walls and made my arousal even more intense. I wouldn’t be able to take much more. He fucked me in earnest then, holding my hair for leverage and pulling me back or holding me in place, depending on his need. My moans of pleasure turned into whimpers of desperation as he drove me higher and higher, filling me up and making me his, totally and completely, at last.
His cock swelled inside me and I knew he was close. He freed my hands and they fell to the bed beside me. The burn in my shoulders made me moan as more sensation clouded my mind.
“Up, Hannah. Up straight. Reach behind you and lock your hands around my neck.”
I straightened up off the bed without thinking, settling myself back until my thighs met his own, still impaled on his rigid shaft. His chest was pressed against my back.
The position arched my back and shifted his cock to press forward, pushing the dildo inside my pussy harder.
“Don’t move, Hannah.”
“Yes, master.” The threat, his absolute control let me be free, mindless. His. I was his.
I held him, my back to his chest, his cock in my ass and my hands in his hair as he whispered in my ear.
“Come for me, Hannah. Come for me.”
He slid his hands down over my stomach toward my pussy. His arms were so long, so strong, and I was so small in his embrace that he could easily reach both my clit and the rod filling my pussy.
Cock still in my ass, he fucked me with the rod and stroked my clit until I shattered. I screamed his name, again and again. My body exploded with pleasure, but I was more spun up each time, almost as if each orgasm was just a warm-up for the next one. I was lost on a sea of sensation, crying out helplessly, giving him everything and holding onto him for dear life. His hair in my fists and his words in my ear my only connection to the real world.
You’re so beautiful. I don’t know why I resisted so long. You love it like this. You love it rough, taking my cock into that virgin ass. You will love being filled with two cocks. Soon enough, Hannah, it will be Dare filling you as well. We will fuck you together, without mercy.
His words became muted by my cries of pleasure. When I was spent, he finally let himself come, filling my ass with hot seed and the power of his cum, the chemical overload set me off again.
We both collapsed on the bed and he pulled out of me slowly before removing the other object from my pussy. That done, he rolled me to face him and kissed me softly, gently, over and over until all the emotions of the past few weeks rose up like a tidal wave and I sobbed.
He kissed me again, his hand resting on my cheek as if I were the most precious thing in the universe. He pulled the blindfold from my eyes and I looked at him. His eyes were dark amber and flooded with a need so raw and powerful that I gasped.
“I’m sorry, Hannah. I’m so sorry.”
I stared into those eyes and I froze, afraid to move, afraid I’d lose him again as he removed the spreader bar from my ankles and climbed onto the bed with me. His voice was ragged and deep as he pulled me close. “I almost ruined this. I was afraid you wouldn’t want me like this.”
I blinked at him, confused. “Like what?”
“Out of control. So hungry for your body that I would push you too far, ride you too hard. I was afraid I would hurt you, Hannah. Or scare you away.”
“I’m not afraid of you, not like this.” I closed my eyes and nuzzled the hand he rested on my cheek. “I was afraid of you before. Afraid I couldn’t make you happy. Afraid you would never let me see the real you. Afraid to want you like this. Afraid you didn’t really want me.”
He tensed, and I opened my eyes to see that his lips had thinned and his brows were drawn together. “You are perfect, Hannah. I want you. I need you. I need to take care of you, and push you, and make sure you’re safe. I see you with Dare and I see your trust. I need that, Hannah. I need you to give me everything.”