Rod of Correction_ Taken and Tamed(14)

Soon he added that element of fresh hell into it, too. He started fucking her bottom hard and fast with the enema nozzle, then giving her two tremendous swats, right at the bottom of her butt, just shy of where it turned into the top of her thigh. Then he’d go back to fucking her again, while he never let up for one instant with his other hand, frigging her mercilessly with his thumb and fucking her at the same time. The next time his hand crashed down on her bottom, it was four smacks before he resumed reaming her.

Then six.

It was almost – but not quite – stimulation overload. The pain of the spanking offset some of the pleasure, but not quite enough, and after a certain point, it seemed to be an element of pure pleasure itself, despite the fact that she could absolutely feel how roasted her backside was becoming.

But it all stopped as if she’d flipped a switch a minute later when he swung her around and stood her up, rising himself to spread her legs wide with one of his, then bend her over, reaching around to grab a hold of and pinch horribly one of her nipples as he pulled down on it, as if he was milking her, then twirled the hard tube within her bottom as he listened to her whimpering as he described what he was doing to her.

“I’m going to remove this,” he emphasized his point by pressing it all the way inside her. “I want you to clench around it as I do so that you do not spill. Then you can just sit back on the toilet and let go. If you make a mess in this bathroom, Sunny, then you can consider what punishment you’ve received so far as a mere warm up.”

“Yes, Sir,” she sobbed in a whisper.

“Here we go.”

She managed it without a hitch, which was good, except for the fact that she started when her flaming hot bottom hit the cool of the toilet seat.

“Let me know when you’re ready, but don’t get up,” he instructed before leaving her. “And make sure you’re completely done.”

It took her much longer than she thought it would, considering the pressure to expel she’d felt while she was holding the enema, but eventually she was finished.

“Sir?”

He was there immediately, and helped her off the toilet. Sunny was surprised that she needed help, but he said she’d taken a relatively large amount, and that sometimes that could make her feel a bit weak or light headed. “It’ll pass quickly,” he reassured, stopping them at the end of his bed to tug her into his arms. “That was one of the most erotic things I’ve ever done, you know.”

It showed – he was still rock hard.

Sunny felt as if she’d achieved something magnificent. The same sense of self-satisfaction arose within her as it would if she’d just been told she’d been able to take over another company or that she’d made a killing in the market. It was the same feeling – only better. Business conquests and accolades didn’t have a sexual component, didn’t make her clit flush and ache to be touched. This, most definitely, did.

“Of course, there’s more to come before I let you sleep – if I do at all,” he promised. “Onto the bed, now, get on all fours.” Sunny did as she was told, but then he said, “Put your head down, turn your face towards the headboard, spread your legs as wide as you can, fold your arms across your back, and do your best to push your bottom out.”

Once she’d assumed the terribly exposed position, she couldn’t imagine how she could possibly make her backside any more prominent. Having to keep her arms behind her back while her rump was in the air was a terrible reminder of her lack of freedom. She had just voluntarily placed herself in a completely defenseless position, offering herself up to him like some sexual sacrifice, and she wasn’t at all sure she wanted to know what he was going to do next, although she thought she had a general idea.

But she was wrong.

By the time he’d joined her, Sunny couldn’t see it, but Rod had applied a thin layer of very slippery lotion to his cock so that it glistened all over as it bobbed between his legs. He moved behind her, placing his hands on her hips to guide her back towards him until her blatantly displayed rose hole touched the tip of his eager penis.

Sunny tried to lurch forward against his hold, but those strong, enormous hands of his wouldn’t allow her to move at all, even though she continued to surge against them. “Sunny!” She’d never heard him raise his voice before, and heartily wished she hadn’t now. It was more than enough to get her to stop struggling.

“Has no one ever taken you there?” he asked, guessing the reason for her distress.

“No,” she blurted out, almost on a sob, then more horrified, “No!” She had just thought he was going to take her from behind. Not that! He was too damned big!