Chapter 60
35: Top from bottom
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She doesn’t object.
“You are a masochist,” I tell her as my cock twitches at the idea of making her my personal mb. Wouldn’t in be great to order her around and ask her to meet me at lunch everyday? Just so she can blow me at work. Or maybe I will bend her over my desk and pound her, too.
Every. Single. Day.
I grab the scissors, a few condoms, I hesitate but pick up the Riding crop and flogger too. I place these on the bed for
easy access.
“No, I am not!” She exclaims as I push her chest into the pillow.
Her ass is a delightful color of pink. With barely a few spanks and a few strikes. I would love to see her article ass and back red by the time I’m done with her. I cut and throw away her lingerie fabric, but keep the belt because in looks like a bondage accessory. It would be useful to grab her while I pump her from behind.
“Lovely,” I tell her as I slide my fingers into her folds. This is how I like my sluts. Easy and accessible. Her cunt is wet and dripping.
“I am going to come!” She exclaims.
“Already?” I chuckle in surprise.
“This blindfold. It’s–It’s too simulating…”
She is so damn sensitive. My breath turns shallow at the realization, and I am eager to feel her warm pussy around my cock. I wear the condom and wince at the pain of scratches I got from her teeth on my length.
She arches her back and exclaims, “Fuck me already.”
I spank her hard and hiss at her, “If I ever made you my slave, you wouldn’t be so cocky anymore.”
She goes quiet as I rub her folds with my cock.
“Beg.”
She stays quiet–probably confused. I will have to make her beg. I grab her ass and squeeze it in a tight hold. She hitches a breath and squirms to get out of my hold.
“I am going to fuck you and it’s going to be rough.” I warn her one last time, hoping she would back off. Instead, she wiggles her ass against my cock and tries to take it in. I spank her again–a little harder this time.
“Oh. Thank you,” she says and my lips twitch. Avery surprises me.
You are beautiful even without training, Avery. I would love to train you and make a perfect sub,”
I grab the riding crop and give her a light strike while sliding my cock into her–painfully slow. Her cunt slowly takes me in and stretches to its full capacity. She wiggles her ass, trying to adjust herself. Once I have stuffed her. I strike her ass and her pussy clenches hard around my dick. It’s a delightful fesling,
I whip a little harder and she yelps, but doesn’t mutter any safe words.
“Did that hurt?”
“Yes.” She pants.
I pull out my cock and I rub the hit spot gently. “Tell me what you want.”
“More M. Please do more,” she finally begs. “I want you back inside me.”
I strike her back with the crop and she yelps, then thrusts her ass back onto me, trying to feel my cock. “Please M… Spank me hard. Fuck me harder.” She says almost in a sob.
Those words – and I lose all restraint. I grab her hips, fingers digging in to hold her still. The head of my cock bumps against her ass and thighs. I rub against her labia, cock sliding between the lips, then caress her clit.
I push back inside her and hit her cervix. This time I pound her with no patience, because I want to sink into her deeper. I snake my arms around her waist and put her on fours again. She throws her head back. I can see her beautiful muscles are clenching hard. I pinch her nipple then grab her by the shoulder to keep her in place. She sobs when my cock hits her cervix again and again.
“You look so fucking soft and elegant. I want to crush you.”
“Yes… Crush me.. Make me hurt!” She breathes out.
I lose count as I strike her with a crop repeatedly. With lust so high, it’s hard to focus, but I am trying to keep my strikes controlled. I usually don’t lose control. This girl is a Trouble.
“Oh Miller! I am close,” she shrieks.
“Not so soon!” I growl at her and pull her by the hair. I hold her throat in a firm grip by the sides. Her back is pressed against my whole body and her pussy is hugging me tight around my cock.
I wish I could record this beautiful sight.
I pound into her again, and she holds my head in a tight grip–I wish she could pull my hair–Just this damn mask–I slam into her a few more times and I am almost at the edge.
“I want to slap you.” My palms are itching.
“Maybe we can try that too,” she says in a dreamy voice. I come just by imagining that.
I breathe heavily, holding her. “You didn’t ask why?”
“Why?” she asks lazily.
“You topped me from the bottom and ruined all my plans for the night.”
“I don’t even know what it means…” she tells me while going limp on bed, as I let go her body. “But you know what… Don’t answer. My mind is too hazy to understand anything.”
My cock slowly slips out of her pussy, then I walk away from her.
I walk into the bathroom and throw the condom in the garbage bin. Avery is lying lazily on the bed. Her ass is pink from the spanking and flogging. I couldn’t restrain myself, and the sex turned out way rougher than I intended to. It’s not extreme, but it was probably too much, considering she was flogged for the first time.Not even once, she muttered any safe word. Watching her pussy lips stretched around to full capacity was a delightful sight. Her compliance was even sexier. If I have not scared her, I would love to train her as my sub.
But for now, she needs some after care.
I walk into the bedroom with a washcloth and see Avery is trying to cover herself in sheets but failing miserably due
to blindfold. I frown.
“What are you doing? Are you cold?”
Her head snaps towards my voice and she shutters, “I… No… I just wanted something on my body.”
I grab her ankle and pull her towards the edge of the bed. She shrieks.
“Oh, my God! A little warning M!”
“Did I scare you?” I ask as I widen her legs with both hands.
She yelps again. “Wh- What are you doing?”
She flinches when I clean her between the legs with a damp washcloth.
“Just cleaning you.”
She goes quiet, and that’s when I notice a scar on her waist. I had forgotten about it. It’s a sore topic for Avery. I had asked her about it on our wedding night. So I won’t mention it.
“Nobody did that for me before.”
“Did you get cuddles, at least?” I ask, and she flushes.
I am not into cuddles or holding people but it’s a must after BDSM scene or rough sex.
“It’s been a while since I had sex.”
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I frown. “How long
“Almost a year.”
Oh Shit! She needed some prep to take in my cock. My original plan to fuck her with giant dildo wAS COFFECT
“Does it hurt?” I ask, and she flushes.
“Good kind of hurt.”
I smirk.
“Do you have one more orgasm in you?”
“I–I will faint.” She shutters. “This blindfold is making me sleepy.”
I grab her by her arm and guide her towards the bath.
“You can remove the blindfold when you come out.”
She nods.
“And Avery,” she turns,
“We will stay for the night and I will do one thing before you go to sleep. So be prepared.”
Her lips part–may be in protest–but she stays quiet and walks into the bath. I order some food while she freshens up. I glance at the clock and see it’s 2 am already. Too late for food, but I am ravenous.
I pick up my mask and pull it over my face, and carefully zip it on the back. I don’t want my hair stuck into it. Then I wear my boxer short and grab her BDSM checklist.
Time to educate her a little.
