her. “Whatever gives you pleasure, Master.”
“No. You have no idea what I might demand
of you. I don’t know for certain myself. Your safe word will be ‘boundary’, and
I promise I’ll never ignore it.” He pinched her nipples hard, loving the way
they tightened beneath his fingertips as though they could barely wait for the
bite of the clamps. “You like this, don’t you?”
“Oh yes, Master.” She wiggled when he
pulled harder on the rigid nubs.
“I’m going to clamp them now. Take a deep
breath, then don’t move a muscle.”
Her nipples turned red, hardened further as
he tightened the screws. Her breathing grew ragged. Cole’s balls tightened,
anticipating…
“Enjoy, my sweet slave. I will be back.”
The sound of Amber’s eager whimpers spurred him on as he filled the dildo with
warm water. It was going to be damn hard to hold on to the self-control he
would need to give her pleasure and not exacerbate her pain.
Anticipation built in Amber as the sound of
running water echoed from the adjacent bathing room. She longed for Cole’s
touch, the heat of his big, muscular body. She loved the reassuring feeling of
knowing he would take care of the burning need inside her—the compulsion to be
taken, swept out of the real world into a realm where sensuality reigned. Where
nothing else mattered but being mastered, taking her pleasure by answering her
lover’s sensual demands.
Her ass cheek still burned but she hardly
noticed it for the intense pleasure-pain radiating from her clamped nipples.
Cool air tickled her exposed pussy, made her keenly aware of her helplessness,
the soft but secure restraints that held her open from clit to ass.
Delightfully, totally helpless to resist her master’s will.
When she raised her head, she saw him.
Magnificently naked now, he took her breath away. His long, thick cock stood
erect against washboard abs. His smoothly shaved ball sac, high and tight
against his erection, was framed by muscular thighs that rippled as he moved to
the bed. In one hand he held a clear glass dildo glistening with lubrication.
Although it wasn’t as large or beautiful as his own massive purple-veined
phallus, Amber found the dildo impressive as it caught the light from the
recessed overhead lighting.
She wanted it—she wanted him to fill her,
to take her to that place in her head where nothing existed but ecstasy.
“Please Master,” she whispered, meeting his gaze briefly before lowering her
eyes, the way a good slave must.
He knelt between her splayed legs and ran
the surprisingly warm dildo along her slit. “You’re already wet and swollen for
me. I approve.”
Locating her cunt with seeking fingers, he
spread her outer lips and inserted the dildo. Slowly. So maddeningly slow. What
she needed now was hard and fast. Inch by inch, he pushed the dildo inside her
until she was stretched, filled. “When you are well, I will put this in a
harness and use it here while I use my cock to fuck your pretty ass.”
He found her clit and fastened a clamp to
the tiny nub, the new pressure on its chain moving to her nipple clamps,
tightening their hold on that tender flesh. His hot breath bathed her slit,
followed by the touch of his slick tongue lapping, licking, swirling around the
base of the dildo, burrowing its way into her stretched vagina.
“Would it please you for others to watch
us?”
“If it pleases you, Master. Oooh that hurts
so good. Yes,” she hissed when he took the tip of her already clipped clit
between his teeth and bit her. Not hard enough to do damage…but hard enough to
take her over the edge.
The first waves of her orgasm swept her
along, over the top. Nothing else existed. Not pain, not embarrassment, not
even fear when she felt him lubricate her asshole with something wet and cold
and position his thick cock head against her tight rear entrance.
“I’m wearing a condom, baby. Let me in.”
All she cared about now was having him fill
her, take her ass