Part 4: The Bedroom

[Si****]

The Bedroom

She walked into the bedroom with him following closely behind. He told her to stand in the middle of the room whilst he moved to sit in the armchair in the corner.
“Look at me, stand with your hands by your sides”
“Slowly turn around, I want to admire every inch of you.”
As he sat there, admiring her and watching his handiwork get more and more crimson with every passing moment, he kicked off his boots and socks and placed them next to the chair.
Her heart fluttered a little as she continued to slowly turn around.
He stood up where he was
“Get on your knees”
She hesitated, just for half a second, and she didn’t know why. He spotted it though.
“STOP! Stand still”
He walked up to her purposefully, spun her around and pulled her body into him by the throat. His other hand grabbed her left breast, not in a caressing way, more aggressively than she was ready for. Another little gasp.
Much more than a whisper now,
“Still resisting huh!? Looks like I need to pay a bit of attention to the rest of your body. Let’s see if I can get a bit more crimson on the rest of your body!”
“I’m sorry Sir, I really don’t know why I hesitated, I really didn’t mean to, I’m sorry Sir”
“Put your hands on your head. And don’t move, unless you want me to get my ropes out!”
She did as she was told, making a mental note to not hesitate, but knowing that she might. She is not used to letting go of her brat, she doesn’t usually submit as deeply as she wants to right now, she’s scared, but in the absolute best way possible.
She’s stood in the middle of the room, with her hands on her head, naked as the day she was born, ***, bruised, but never been happier.
She doesn’t know exactly what is about to happen, but she knows that she deserves it, she wants it, she’s been craving this feeling for as long as she can remember.
As the thoughts run through her head, he grips her breast. Tight at first and slowly releasing and moving towards her nipple. Then the same on her other breast. He clamps his mouth onto one nipple, then the other, she melts.
Then a swift upward strike to one breast, then the other brings her back to reality. She twitches just a little.
“Just ten more, count them out and don’t mess about or there will be more!”
“Yes Sir”
As with her bum, the first four were fine, she counted with ease. Again, they got more severe, harder, with each strike. She had to take a breath before
“Five Sir”
And every strike required a little more time for her to find her voice but she made it to Ten without earning any more.
With a big beaming smile on his face, “Look how happy you make me when you are a good girl. You did very well there Little Lady, well done” followed by a kiss to her forehead and a gentle and sensual kiss to each breast. She beamed back at him through her slightly watery eyes.
He went back to stand by the chair, “let’s try this again, get in your knees” of course, she was on her knees before he could blink.
“Good girl! Now, crawl over here to me. Sit at my feet.”
She didn’t hesitate, she crawled over, trying her best to look as pretty and sexy as she could, she realised that she was now desperate to make him happy.
She sat at his feet, looking up at him.
“Please sir, can I remove your trousers?”
“Not quite yet, but good girl for asking” he leant down and kissed her on the top of the head.
He looked down at her and gave her a small nod. “Now you may, but slowly”
“Thank you Sir”
She undid and removed his belt, hoping that she wasn’t going to be feeling it against her skin anytime soon. She placed it neatly next to his boots.
“Good girl”
She undid the buttons of his jeans, one by one, her heart rate increasing with every button that broke free.
She lowered his trousers and he lifted each leg in order for her to remove them fully. Again, she laid them neatly next to his boots.
She was desperate to release him, to remove his underwear, but she resisted the urge to help herself to what she so hungrily wanted.
She sat there, so close, just looking up at him, waiting. She didn’t even realise that she was doing it, but her head was very slowly moving closer and closer to him.
“Ok” he said “slowly!” She reached up and slowly gripped the top of his boxers and slowly manoeuvred them down and off. There was now no doubt in her mind as to how much she was pleasing him! She placed them neatly by his trousers, and resumed her position, looking up at him. So close, so desperately close.
“Open your mouth. Stick out your tongue. Don’t move!” He held his cock and moved it so that it made the slightest touch on her tongue. He kept it there for what seemed like an eternity to her, but she was determined to do as she had been told, she did not, at any cost, want any kind of reset when she was so close. She kept perfectly still.
“Good girl!” “Ok, but no hands”
That’s all she needed, the relief, she savoured it, she licked and kissed every inch, she made sure that she paid suitable attention to his balls as well. As she continued, she heard a quiet murmur of pleasure from him. That was what she was waiting for. She moved to the tip and started to swallow it down, slowly fucking him with her mouth. Taking more and more with each stroke until she could swallow it all.
She pushed herself all the way down and managed to stick out her tongue and lick his balls, that brought the biggest sigh from him, along with a “Wow, that’s MY Good Girl” That in itself gave her the biggest warmest feeling in her chest that she had ever felt.
He moved his hands to hold her head. One gripping her hair and the other stroking her cheek. He took control of her head and started to slowly fuck her mouth. Getting faster and faster, deeper with each stroke. Her mind was racing, she felt safe and scared at the same time but her overwhelming feeling was how happy she was that she was able to provide him with so much pleasure. He could do whatever he wanted, she was his toy to use as he pleased and she was happy. She was just so so happy.
As he continued to fuck her mouth, her spit started to dribble down her chin. She was starting to feel a little self-conscious but he read her mind.
“You look so beautiful with your spit running down your chin. Let it drip onto your boobs and pussy, that’s My Good Girl” just what she wanted, and needed, to hear.
He started to slow his strokes, still deep, but slower and slower. He then held her head, pressed against his stomach, for what felt like a lifetime. She started to drift off into a wonderful beautiful place. Maybe it was a lack of oxygen, but she ultimately knew that she was safe with him.
He pulled out and kissed her on the top of her head.
“Good girl, stand up for me baby” then “You’re so beautiful”
He wiped her face with his hand and moved his hand to her pussy. A gentle slap and then his fingers inside her before she could even gather her breath. Less gentle this time, but she didn’t want gentle now, she wanted him to use her, she NEEDED him to use her. He fucked her with his fingers and in no time at all she had to scream
“Sir, Sir, I NEED to cum”
“Ok baby, I know you do”
Oh god, she let herself go. Twitching, gushing, unable to stand up. The last three hours have been leading to this and she was so so ready.
She was on the floor, still twitching, when he bent down and kissed her passionately on the lips.
“Get up beautiful, I haven’t finished with you yet!” She tried to get up as fast as she could, but her legs wouldn’t do as they were told. He grabbed her by the arm to help her up. No punishment this time, he knew she was trying her best. He picked her up and leant her over the bed, face down, beautiful crimson arse in the air.
Now was not the time for gentle, he thrust himself straight in, all the way on the first thrust. She screamed out with pleasure, she couldn’t have possibly stopped herself. He carried on thrusting hard and deep every time, she had lost all grip on reality by now.
He was breathing harder and harder, getting hotter and hotter.
He pulled out and moved to lie on the bed.
“Sit on my dick” she desperately wanted to jump straight on to him, she did her very best, but her body still wouldn’t do as she told it. She felt that it wasn’t very elegant, but she got there and he didn’t say anything, he just smiled.
She sat down on him and they immediately fell into a perfect rhythm. She could feel another orgasm building deep inside her already. It felt different, felt deeper, almost felt scary. She leant forward, burying her face in his neck, he sped up his movements, harder and deeper again, whilst holding her hips. It was too much, she sat back up and started rocking back and forth. He grabbed her by her hips and started pulling and pushing as she rocked. Oh Jesus! He could tell that she was close, he was too. He was just waiting for her to ask. She was starting to shake.
“Oh god, Sir, can I, please, I need to cum!”
“Yes, yes, oh my god yes. Oh Jesus” they both exploded like never before. They had melted into one being, a being of pure trust, understanding and pleasure.
She collapsed on top of him. They were both shaking uncontrollably.
He held her tight, kissed her on the head and closed his eyes to try to get his breath back.
Eventually, she rolled off him. He gestured her to lie next to him. She happily snuggled in, head on his broad, muscular chest, one leg resting over his. He placed another kiss on her head, held her tight and let her take as long as she needed to recover.
Probably 20 minutes later, he asked if she wanted a hot or cold, bath or shower.
“Hot shower please. Will you join me please?”
So they moved to the bathroom and had a long relaxing shower. Caressing each other. Kissing each other. He was trying so hard not to squeeze her beautiful, but currently very tender, bum.
They finally stepped out of the shower and wrapped themselves in their towels.
“Tea or coffee?” She said
“Coffee please, white, no sugar”
She trotted down to the kitchen and put the kettle on. She had heard him go into the living room and sit on the sofa.
As she made the drinks, her inner brat finally made another brief appearance, just for fun, she put three spoonfuls of sugar in his coffee.
She had been tamed, for a short while, but she would be back… very soon!

[ex****]

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