Dominic removed the scarf and I shook my head from confusion. He was standing right in front of me, smiling, wiping his oily hands on my breasts. “There.” He released my feet from the restraints and next came my hands. I almost dropped, my legs unable to bear my trembling body, but he caught me in his muscular arms.
“I’m sorry, master,” I said, shaken by the intensity of the whipping.
“That’s normal. For a first-timer you did great,” he said. “But I’m not done with you yet.”
Dominic picked me up and carried me to the hammock that had holes in it. I sank into it as he placed me on top and used the shackles to detain my wrists again.
“Raise your legs,” he said. He cuffed my ankles to the chains holding the hammock in the air, spreading my labia for him to see.
He looked around and flicked his finger, probably determining what to pick next. He grabbed two clamps from the table that had a chain attached to it and a vibrator hanging on the chain. My eyes widened seeing it.
“You have to trust me,” he said. “Otherwise, I can never fully please you.” His fingers grazed my areolas until they were hard enough for him to put the clamps on. I bit my lip in agony. The chain slipped down my belly button until the vibrator was covering my clit.
“Perfect,” he muttered.
Dominic pulled down on the vibrator, pushing it down on my nub, but jerking my nipples at the same time. It was both stingy and arousing. I licked my lips from the ecstatic pleasure it was giving me.
I felt his finger brush my privates, circling my lips, while still holding the vibrator on top of my clit. He nudged my labia aside and entered me. I gasped as he circled inside me, pushing his finger in and out.
“Hmm … you’re slick already. Good,” he said. He took his finger out and released the vibrator, letting my nipples rest a bit again, although the pain from the clamps was still there.
I looked at my body, the redness of my boobs, the soreness of my skin. Dominic zipped down his pants and took off his boxers, setting his fully erect cock free.
Oh, dear lord, I want that inside me, now.
He grabbed a condom from a shelf above him, put it on and stepped right in between my legs.
“I’m going to fuck you now, Julie and you’re not going to stop me,” he said, with a grin on his face.
He thrust inside me with no warning and I moaned. It was deep and fast, giving me no time to ease into it. He held my legs, pushing even deeper inside, and bit his lip. All I saw was carnal lust on his face. The same hunger that had haunted me since I met him.
He reached forward, grasping the vibrator again. Nudging it against my throbbing clit, he forced my nipples to face downward as far as they could go. I squealed and moaned at the same time, the vibrator and the pain combined giving me the ultimate pleasure.
“Yes, come for me, Julie. Come! I demand it!”
His groans sent me over the edge. I shivered when my body convulsed, my pussy clamping around his penis. He pumped even more, while I came hard, wave after wave. His face lifted upward to the ceiling and I heard him bellow. A hot feeling filled my insides as he shoved his member forcefully inside me a few more times, before he moved out of me again.
“Now that’s what I call a good fuck,” he said, chuckling.
His cock lay spent on the hammock as he reached out to my ankles to free them. He was breathing rapidly, his chest going up and down as he walked to the other side to release my wrists too.
“You can rest now,” he said, removing the clamps from my breasts.
My legs dropped down on the hammock. It swayed from left to right, rocking me like a mother would with her baby. It was a comfort after this heavy sex. The sex I would remember for years to come.
Dominic left to clean the equipment we’d used. Tired, I closed my eyes and was lulled into a light sleep.
Chapter 5
When I awoke, I was on a fluffy cushion and there was a soft, red sheet draped over me. Dominic was sitting beside me, his legs outside of the bed, his back against me. In his hand was an envelope and he was turning it around and around.
I sat up in the bed and he turned around to face me. “Morning, sleepy-head.”
“How long was I asleep?”
“Well the sun is shining bright, which says enough,” he said.
My eyes widened. “Oh, no … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to fall asleep. It just happened. I was so tired and …”
He chuckled and placed his hand on my lap. “It’s no problem.” He smiled and brought my hand to his lips to kiss it. “I had a lovely time last night.”
My cheeks became hot. “So did I …” I stammered.
“I guess you have plenty to write about now,” he said.