Sweet Agony: A Collection of BDSM Erotica by Jolynn Raymond Read Free Book Online Page B

isn’t it my sweet girl? So tight you are. Tight and hot, fire and velvet. No man’s been here before me. You’re mine. Only mine. Do you like this baby? Does it feel good? Does baby want to come?”
    “Yes... yes..yesyesyesyes. Now oh please now.”
    Michael picked up the riding crop and began to strike her ass as he closed the fingers of his other hand over her clit. Pumping his thumb in and out, moving his fingers in a blur of frenzied motion over her swollen nub and pussy, and spanking her with stinging swats of the crop he said the words Sarah had been longing to hear.
    “Come for me Sarah.” And she did. Incredibly hard as a keening wail tore from her throat. All the combined sensations rolled into one and exploded in her core. All the built up tension, all the aching need, all the longing, all the pain and the endless desire tore thru her as he frantically rubbed her clit and whipped her ass. Sarah screamed his name, fingers curling in the carpet as she grabbed hold, trying to keep her balance. Her heart pounded in her ears, and her body shook with incredible force. She rocked her hips, grinding into his fingers and riding his thumb, rising up to meet each blow of the crop. The strength of her orgasm overtook her and she began to tremble, the overpowering sensations surging through every nerve in her body. Her muscles went limp, and Michael tossed the crop aside, slowing his fingers as she gasped for breath, then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her up onto his lap to cradle her as her body quivered with the power of her release.
    Sarah whimpered and nuzzled his chest, slipping her arms around Michael’s neck, clinging to him, lost in a haze of pleasure. He rubbed her back, occasionally dipping lower to dance his fingers over her hot bum as he murmured how much he loved her, allowing them both a moment to step out of their roles. “So beautiful Sarah, love you so much, love you baby. My sweet girl, only mine. Love you Sarah.”
    Sarah looked up into his incredible blue eyes and smiled dreamily. Her body was leaden, her muscles completely relaxed, a tingling heat radiated throughout her body. “I love you too, you naughty headmaster. What wicked things you do.” She wiggled on his lap, her bottom still burning from his hand and the crop. Her movement made his shaft grow harder beneath her, and she grinned. “Why Mr. Headmaster, Sir, I believe your cock needs attention again.”
    “Yes it does Miss Walton, but so does your bottom. I’m not through with your punishment yet. There is more to this lesson. You’ve been punished for skipping school, being tardy, and dressing inappropriately, but you have committed a world of wrongs, Miss Walton, and you must atone for all of them.”
    “But... but Sir. My ass is already so sore, and I swear I will be good from now on. Please. I’ll do anything you want.” Sarah batted her eyes and stuck out her bottom lip, biting it before darting the tip of her tongue out to glide over the glistening surface.
    “It has already been established that you’ll do anything I require, Sarah. I own you. As for your painful bum, it can take more. You have also earned yourself another few strokes because of your dirty mouth. Proper young ladies do not cuss, now stand up.”
    Sarah pouted at Michael with renewed vigor but didn’t dare to talk back. She stood and faced him in silence, but her eyes spoke volumes. Her resistance to his domination was flaring hotly inside her now that she’d found release.
    “I don’t appreciate that impertinent look on your face, girl. Lower your eyes and turn around.” Sarah turned her back to him as a chill crept up her spine. Was he going to use the damn crop again? She hated the thing, and didn’t think she could take much more. A small whimper escaped her lips and she cursed herself for it. To her relief she felt Michael’s fingers trailing down her back to the zipper of her skirt instead of the sting of the crop.
    “You have an